Dinner
The first time I met Sammie was in the bar where I had arranged to meet. I was waiting at the bar sipping a glass of champagne when she entered. If she were nervous, I could not tell as she confidently walked towards me smiling brightly. Sammie was wearing a burgundy skater dress; the halter neck crossed over her front and kept her cleavage teasingly burred with a lace mesh between the two straps. The dress fitted tightly to her waist before reaching around her feminine curves with the A-line pleated skirt ending halfway down her thighs. As she walked the skirt swayed from side to side emphasising the sway of her hips. She was wearing stockings, but I could not tell if they were holdups or suspenders as the only clue was a darkening of the shear material just below the bottom of the skirt. As my eyes moved down following the line of her legs, I was amused to see she had trainers on still. When she told me that heels were not her thing, I should have believed her.
I stood up to greet her and offered a kiss to her cheek, but she turned back and planted her lips right on mine before pulling away giggling saying, "we might as well skip the pleasantries."
Before I even had a chance to reply she had hopped up on the barstool next to where I was sitting and signalled to the bartender, "I'll have what he is drinking."
"Make that two," I said as my glass was almost empty anyway. Turning to her, "you make quite the entrance. You certainly turned my head."
"Well, that was the intention," she quipped back; "maybe that's not the only head I can control this evening." Sammie than calmly reached over and closed my open mouth, "It's best not to drool in public though."
For the next hour we talked and drank. I was intoxicated by her perfume of peach, jasmine and vanilla and got lost in her enchanting blue eyes. We moved to the dinner table and continued the conversation. Talk became more flirtatious, and I was struggling to keep my stiffening cock from tenting up my trousers. Sammie delighted in teasing me knowing I would get revenge later.
After the main course was cleared away Sammie announced she needed to freshen up and skipped off towards the toilets leaving me looking around the dining room hoping nobody had noticed my arousal. When she returned having refreshed her makeup, she giggled and pressed something damp into my hands as she sat down. I peered down to look and realized I was holding a tiny pair of burgundy lace panties that she must have removed in the bathroom.
"They were making me uncomfortable," she reasoned.
"They are soaking," I responded quickly stuffing them in my pocket before the waiter returned.
"I know," Sammie replied, "you have me so turned on right now. I'm not sure I can wait for dessert." As she spoke, she pulled her hand from under the table and thrust her finger in my mouth. "I have all the dessert we need right here," she whispered as I savoured the sweet and tangy flavour of her pussy.
"I'm not sure I can stand up," I said as I signalled to the waiter for the bill. I rearranged myself to place my dick taking the path of my waistband to hide the growing problem. We paid, I grabbed the almost full bottle of red wine still on the table and stuck the cork back in before holding it over my crotch as we made our way out of the restaurant and jumped in a black cab back to my hotel room.
As the driver set off, we kissed on the back seat. I could see the cab driver angle his mirror to keep us in view, but I did not care - I was lost to the hypnosis of those big blue eyes. My hand stroked Sammie's inner thigh and as I moved towards the top of her leg, she took a big breath in and held it as I asked, "Can I?"
"Absolutely," she replied whispered and moved her legs apart to allow me access. I could feel the warmth emanating from her as I lightly brushed my finger over her labia and as I slipped my finger gently past the outer folds a gentle dribble of wetness caught on the end. I pulled away to inspect my hand as I did Sammie took the finger into her mouth and licked the sticky liquid off the end.
"Mmm lovely," she mumbled with my finger still in her mouth, "I can't wait for you to eat me. I'm pretty close to cumming already." As she guided my hand back down to her pussy.
"We can't have you making a mess of this taxi then," I responded by circling her labia with my fingers again, staying well away from her clitoris, "teasing only for now." I started to kiss Sammie's neck around the dress strap until I reached the tattoo at the back. "Sexy tattoo there, I hadn't noticed it before because I've been staring into your eyes."
The taxi pulled up next to my hotel and brought us back to reality. Sammie pulled her legs together and straightened the dress as I got up to hold the door for her. Stepping out into the cool air was refreshing and helped me focus as we made our way into the lobby and the lift.