Carl got to the wine bar about ten minutes late, fortunately he arrived just before Chastity. One thing that he felt never looked good was making a lady wait especially on a first date. The date started a little awkwardly, as most dates do but this one was because Chastity couldn't remember what Carl looked like at all. Luckily for her, Carl more than made up for it with his well polished patter and charm, and with drinks in hand the pair slid into a small booth and began the ritual dance of lust.
The pair left the bar around 10pm, two bottles of wine and a tapas platter down, jumping into a taxi heading to Chastity's flat a couple of miles away. Chastity would have claimed to have been a little drunk, but it wasn't from the wine. One of the things Carl hated was bedding a drunk, the sex was always so disappointing and the side effects were so difficult to predict. Instead he preferred to keep his dates sober but without really knowing it, after the first glass of wine they had drunk, the next two bottles were "light" meaning the alcoholic content was a round 3 or 4% alcohol per bottle instead of the normal 10-12% range, similar to drinking a pint of lager shandy really. This method had the effect of allowing his date to lighten up and relax under the pretence of getting drunk but not making them throw up or pass out from mild alcoholic poisoning, four times in five it worked, the fifth time he either got accused of being cheap or they developed no spark and the date ended naturally without the slightest issue.
In the back of the taxi light kissing turned to heavy petting and hands began to wander. The taxi driver adjusted his mirror to get a better view but the trip was short and the driver got nothing more than a little over the clothes touching before he pulled up at the doors to a small apartment building of a dozen or so flats. The fare was paid quickly and the pair walked quickly towards the entrance to the building and onwards to the second floor to Chastity's flat.
They took the stairs, Chastity mentioning something about the lift being home to tramps after dark leading the way up a concrete staircase three steps ahead of Carl.
Following closely behind Chastity, Carl had a great view of her rounded behind as she moved up the stairs, her tight red skirt hugging her hips and ass, flashing a glimpse of stocking top as she moved spritely up the steps. Carl had no way of knowing yet if Chastity was wearing stockings or tights with a dark band to give the appearance of stockings, but his hopes of finding out he thought were pretty high. Chastity bounded up the steps, hitting the top step and spinning to make sure Carl was still with her, she caught Carl checking out her ass before he pulled his view upwards and finished climbing the last step to join her.
Chastity quickly leaned in for a kiss, planting her lips firmly onto Carls' before pulling away and slotting a key into the slightly scuffed and scratched white PVC and glass door to the left of the staircase, Chastity performed a short sequence of moving the door handle up and down while twisting the key. Some heavy duty locking mechanisms hidden in the moulded plastic door moved and clicked into place sliding the thirteen point securing system to an unlocked position. Chastity pulled the door open and flicked a switch just inside the hallway bathing the hall and the stairs in a bright light before stepping inside. Carl closely followed closing the door behind him, oblivious to the nine locking points that had automatically clicked into place when the door clicked shut, the other four being key operated dead bolts which extended several inches into the adjoining doorframe and brickwork. The door was installed at Chastity's fathers insistence shortly after she moved in. In the three years she had lived in the flat there had been at least three break in attempts, none had been successful in getting past the front door.
The hallway was long and bare except for a full length mirror and some hooks for coats and keys, Carl hovered near the door as his eyes adjusted to the brightness from the hallway light.
"Coffee?" Chastity asked half heartedly stepping out of the brightly lit hall into a side room which seemed dark in comparison to the hall. Carl took a couple of steps forward standing in the open doorway as he took in the new room. A much softer light illuminated the kitchen / living room, a bluish haze coming from under the kitchen wall units and some sunken spotlights in the ceiling gently bathing a central kitchen worktop against which Chastity was now leaning.
Carl shook his head slightly taking a step towards Chastity. Chastity smiled, she had no actual intention of boiling the kettle anyway, but it was part of the dance after all.
Carl closed the gap between them pressing himself against the waiting Chastity as his mouth found hers and they kissed with a deep intensity, Chastity wrapped her arms around Carl's neck, her hands softly touching his face and playing in his thick hair. Carl had dropped his hands to Chastity's hips, with his body pressing hers against the worktop his hands were free to roam as was his want.
Carl started with a squeeze of her firm full ass, sliding his hands down the backs of her thighs to the edge of her short skirt before moving up again pulling her red skirt upwards on her thighs. Carl's hands contacted skin as Chastity's skirt slipped above the top of her hold up stockings, his hands continuing up to cajole the flesh of her ass, eliciting a small moan of pleasure directly into his mouth as Chastity had her ass squeezed again. Carl changed his assault and moved one hand to the front of Chastity's skirt, smoothing his hand down once again to the skirt hem and then slowly dragging it back upwards, all the time the two were locked at the lips, tongues flicking inside each other's mouths as Carl drew his hand slowly up Chastity's inside thigh. As his palm connected with the black silky material between her legs Chastity broke the kiss throwing her head back and breathing heavily as the touch scrapped agonisingly over her knickers and up to the buttons on her skirt. Experienced fingers made light work of the two buttons and the hand was then moving down dragging the tight red skirt down with it.
Once the skirt was past Chastity's hips it quickly and easily fell to the floor. Carl moved his hands to the backs of her thighs again and lifted Chastity up on to the edge of the worktop. Carl stepped between her thighs before gently laying Chastity down on the kitchen surface. Bending over her Carl pushed her blouse up slightly, dipping his head to kiss her skin as the cream blouse ruffled up past her belly button and gathered loosely under her breasts, skin exposed from the waistband of her black knickers up to her lower ribcage. Her flat stomach tensed as Carl's mouth slowly cascaded kisses over the whole area with his luscious wet mouth. Chastity lay flat on the work top her legs parted by Carl's body as he bent and kissed her stomach, working his kisses ever lower towards her panty covered sex. Carl teased and skirted his mouth away from his ultimate target, following the line of the panties and kissing down the inside of Chastity's thigh, brushing his nose briefly across her knickers, inhaling the musky scent of Chastity's damp pussy as he moved his mouth to kiss the inside of her other thigh.
