His meeting took longer than expected and he was late picking me up. Nonetheless I was glad to see him after his busy week. He looked really tired. I was worried that he'd be exhausted since he'd just had a long day at work. But he insisted he was fine and despite a headache, wanted to dance, too. We were supposed to meet 2 girlfriends at Brix, so he decided that we should have dinner at Mezza9.
We caught up with one another on the drive. We chatted endlessly during dinner of grilled seafood which was very very very good. Simply amazing. Pure bliss having that melts in your mouth salmon, juicy lobster. Later on he told me that he could tell that the lobster was very very good just by watching my face *blush* And that he has since found a way to shut me up: because when I put that silver of lobster in my mouth, it was so damn good I couldn't stop luxuriating in it to talk…
I didn't really want to meet up with our girlfriends. I mean, I was enjoying myself thoroughly and didn't want to spoil it…… As much as we wanted to socialise and dance, we decided that we wanted this time together, alone. Fortunately our girlfriends received our blatant hints (kisses to both of you!)
We hit a mental roadblock as to where to go so he drove around while we thought about it. He drove around Orchard, Shenton Way… his hand crawled up my thigh and firmly planted itself in between my thighs… It was a strange sensation being driven in two ways…
He drove slowly as his left hand worked its wonders on my clit. It didn't take too long before I didn't care anymore where we were going. The car was moving, we weren't going to crash and I was on a plateau almost at orgasm. Of course, the fact that I trusted him implicitly helped. My brain stopped working and just concentrated on that hand between my legs.
I shifted my body to accommodate his hand better; He shifted his hand and I wailed my orgasm. It was very strange seeing familiar sights zoom by as you orgasm. The angle wasn't good for him to reach my g-spot but whoa, it was an experience in itself!
He slowed down and parked at Marina. Seat belts off and both of his hands went into play… Mega orgasm time. I came often and hard.
It became way too intense and I begged him to stop. Of course, he wouldn't until I pushed his head away, pushed his hands away.
I dreamily leaned back, wondering what just hit me. He just looked at me and grinned. I sucked his fingers clean and grinned back at him.
We kissed. He ran his hands around my body; up my arms, shoulders, breasts, hips, thighs… beautiful tingling wherever his hands were. Bliss.
I couldn't stop smiling.
We talked some more. I was still floating… it is very difficult to come down from an orgasmic high when you are still being touched so lovingly everywhere. All I was thinking was "oh my god this feels so damn good, am I dreaming?" and "dammit I want to fill my mouth with something other than lobster but ohhh man I just wanna lean back and enjoy this feeling too…"
