It had been a long day, and Catalina was looking forward to her date with John all through work. He picked her up promptly at 6:30 and they were off to dinner. The food was pretty good, but nothing particularly grand that night at one of their favorite local restaurants.
John hadn’t seemed too interested in talking tonight, so Cat just let it be. They had been dating off and on for a little over 6 months now, things seemed to be getting into a somewhat dull rut for the two lately. Catalina was thinking of breaking off the relationship yet again, but only because she didn’t feel like they were having fun any more. Nothing new would come up. She would find out that night that John had been having similar thoughts of boredom. However, he had also been brewing a solution to that very problem.
As they neared the end of their meal, the waiter approached the table and asked if there would be anything else for the two. “A dessert plate perhaps?”
John suddenly grinned wickedly at Catalina, and then casually replied, “No, thank you sir, just the check, please.” This somewhat surprised Cat, because John almost always ordered a dessert, with the sweet tooth that he had. She was wondering now what had kept him so quite and pensive all night long.
When they reached home, John dimmed the lights in the living room and turned on the stereo with some jazz that he had apparently slipped in earlier.
Cat knew something was up, because it had been an awfully long time since John had ever prepared anything romantic for her. She had to admit to herself that she was quite enjoying it, though. She stood in the entryway as he quickly lit up a few candles on the coffee table by the couches.
“Shall we dance?” he asked, holding out his hand. She grinned and replied in tone, “Why, yes, thank you.”
Just until the end of the song they slowly danced in a small circle of the living room. She had her head rested on his shoulder and was beginning to feel that spark of romance and anticipation grow inside of her.
As soon as the song came to a close, John whispered in her ear: “Would you like a massage? It seems like you had a hard day at work, honey.” She answered only with a soft nod on his shoulder, then moved to sit sideways on the couch.
John took up position behind her and began kneading her neck muscles, taught from the day. John gave great massages, but really seemed to be at the top of his game tonight.
Catalina became butter in his hands as he worked out every kink and sore spot upon her back. “Let’s get this out of the way.” He said casually, tugging at the fabric of her dress. She didn’t hesitate for one second in removing the item, wishing only to get right back to her back’s sensual spots.
With the dress gone, Cat had only her white bra and matching thong panties. She was a good looking girl, with average curves, and amazing thick auburn hair which hung now over her collar bone so as to give John better access to her shoulders and neck. It hung just between her C-cup breasts now, ending in slight curls right in the middle of her chest.
Catalina’s large, almond-shaped eyes were the feature that caught most people’s attention, though. At that moment, however, they couldn’t be seen because they were rolled back into her head with the delightful dance of digits John was playing upon her neck and ears.
He began to intermittently add kisses upon her back, shoulders, and neck while he rubbed. Cat couldn’t help but begin to softly moan with his kisses. The mood of the situation alone was good enough to get her fires going, and the massage was icing on the cake.
Soon John found her ear with his tongue, one of her weakest spots. As he toyed extremely lightly with the curves of her ear, she could feel waves of chills and twinges passing down her body to every extremity.
This was more than she could have hoped for in the date tonight. The tongue running down the outside line of her ear became almost too much for her to bear. She whipped around suddenly to face John, whose face showed that he was quite startled with her quick movement.
“Okay.” Was all she said as she lunged for him, grasping him by the back of the neck and sealing her lips upon his. It was a long, passionate kiss that showed her appreciation of him in every way.
John pulled away slightly, holding up one finger. “We can’t forget about dessert.” He said, again flashing that devilish grin of his at her.
She immediately thought that he was ruining the mood, and her switch was turned to ‘off’. As he went towards the refrigerator in the next room he began unbuttoning his shirt and slipping off his shoes.
Each piece of his clothing was a part of a trail which led to the kitchen. Cat sat patiently on the couch, reveling in the heat of her warmed muscles on her back. It felt so good to be completely relaxed.
When he returned, John was holding a few items in his hand. A banana which appeared to be frozen, a bottle of squeeze chocolate sauce, and a can of whipped cream.
“So what’s for dessert?” she asked, assuming he meant to get the ice cream still from the freezer, along with some bowls and spoons.
“You are, my sweet.” He replied in turn. Once again, her switch had immediately pointed in the opposite direction to on and fiery.
Setting the items on the coffee table next to him, John knelt in front of Catalina in only his boxers. As she turned her body towards him, his hands gently guided her legs to either side of him while his mouth made a beeline for her neck and jaw line.
Slowly teasing her, John was quite good at getting Cat worked up. In no time again she was slightly moaning her approval of his actions. His fingers slipped down her back and unsnapped her bra, pulling it off without removing his lips and tongue from her upper chest area.
