We had met only twice. But the attraction for him for so so strong. Something unknown kept me going like crazy for him. There was something about him; his voice, his touch, the manly fragrance, his warm smile. There were nights wherein I have thought of him and felt myself. It was driving me crazy. How do I tell him I wanted him badly and madly? Did he think the same way about me, I wasn't certain. All these thoughts were crossing my mind after I had helped myself again thinking about him and seeing his pictures. With these thoughts clouding my mind I dozed off.
He messaged me to go out clubbing with him coming Saturday night. I instantly agreed. I decided to wear a sexy short black dress, I had also carefully chosen a satin thong and a lacy bra to go along with it. And yes high black stilettos. As I checked myself in the mirror, I was happy to see the end result and something told me this may be one helluva night for both of us. The very thought of seeing him sent shivers down my spine. He picked me up at 8 and when I hugged him I wanted to melt in his arms. The smell of him gave me a tingling sensation between my legs. We did some pre-drinking sessions. We felt so alive with each other. We spoke about life, work, music, movies and just about everything. He made me laugh with his jokes. We proceeded to the club post 11. He held me by my waist as we entered. A lot of eyes turned on us. Women were checking him out and I felt that to be a turn on. He was mine. I didn't even notice the eyes that were checking me out with lust. I was lost in my world with my man.
The DJ was playing some really nice numbers and both of began to dance. Our bodies up close. The sensation of having him again passed through my mind. We were looking into each other's' eyes. After a while, he whispered ever so lightly in my ears. He told me I was super-hot and tempting and how he needed me. 'I have thought about you so many times and shagged off. You have no idea babes', he said. I stood there gaping at him and was at loss of words for a full 30 seconds. 'Me too', I blurted out a bit too loud. He gave me a coy smile and I smiled back. We continued to dance again. Both relieved that the feeling was mutual. As the place got crowded and cramped, we came really close. I could feel his warm hands on my butt. Feeling me all over. He moved it up to my waist and kept moving up towards my nape. I was starting to feel wet now. I could sense him going all hard. My body could feel it. I whispered to him to leave and go to my place. This was the moment I had been waiting for. He agreed and we left. The taxi ride to my place took less than 20 mins. I think it was the longest wait of my life.