We hadn't know each other for very long, but we can tell something was special. We'd spent a wonderful evening on the town, dancing, dining, and teasing each other. We told each other secrets and stories, and I was hoping that from our two dates something would happen.
It came time to drop her off, and just as I was hoping, she asked me up.
I came up to her small, but nonetheless pretty apartment.
She was beautiful. She had blue eyes, long curly red hair, and the most gorgeous body I had ever seen. She had luscious tits, busting out of her dress, and an ass to die for. She offered me a drink, and I accepted.
I was hard, and I could hardly hold it. We sat down on the couch, talking, touching and holding hands. I put my hands in front of my crotch, holding my drink there, so she wouldn't see my bulging erection and think I was a horn-ball. I was just so turned-on by her I could hardly hold it.
She looked down at my crotch, just a quick glance, then she smiled up at my face, with those beautiful eyes.
"Can I have it?" She asked, pointing down.
"What, my drink?"
"No," she said smiling innocently, "your cock."
"If you insist," I said, and she took my head and led me to her bedroom.
We were standing next to the bed, as I wrapped my hands around her and kissed her, reaching for her zippered dress. I found it, and started pulling it down, breaking our kiss only for a second to slip it off of her.