This is a true story about a date I had recently...
I put a lot of thought into what I am going to wear on a date. My usual tendency is to dress revealingly, I have a nice figure, and I like to show it off and see the reaction I get from men. On a first date though I try to tone it down a little, I don't want my man to have to deal with lots of other men staring at me (well, not too much anyway), so I wound up wearing pants and a low cut top with a push up bra. Sometimes I'd really like to have more cleavage, I like my boobs, but cleavage on display is so eye catching. I can entrance men with my boobs or nipples by not wearing a bra, because they love the shape of them, but it's not the same as cleavage, and sometimes I have to wear a bra, so my nipples don't show and nor does the natural shape, so I need cleavage.
I wore a Brazilian gstring, like a g but there is more material at the top and nothing on the cheeks of your bum. I wore this cos it shows a panty line, and makes it quite clear that I am wearing sexy underwear, and I know the effect being able to see the lines of sexy underwear has, and it matched my bra. As I said, I didn't want to dress slutty, but I did want to have a lot of sex appeal showing, and I wanted him to know when he got my clothes off that I had been planning all along to bed him. I was planning on leaning forward a lot at dinner to maximise the cleavage that I do have.
The date was fun. Dinner was good and we chatted and had a laugh, and some of the time he even managed to look me in the eye lol. After dinner he asked if I wanted coffee at a cafe down the road from the restaurant, but I said I was a little tired and asked if he had coffee at home. When we got to his place I waited a bit to see if he would make the first move, but he was a little slow, so I put my arms around him and reached up to kiss him. He was a little slow for me, cos I was totally wet now, I knew that in a few minutes I would have a brand new dick in me and the anticipation and waiting was killing me. I'd been wet all night, knowing my plans, where as I guess he was hoping but not expectant. So since he was a bit slow, I put my hand on his arse, a signal that it was ok for him to feel me up, and that was all the encouragement he needed. He put his hand on my arse and pressed me to him and I could feel his hard on through his pants.
His hands were all over me, and mine over him, and I undid his shirt and pushed it off, and he tried to get mine, lol guys can be so clumsy, so I just pulled it over my head and got rid of my bra too, and pressed my boobs against his chest. He was very hot against me, and then he slid a hand between us to feel my boobs. He told me to come with him and led to the bedroom by the hand, very sweet I thought, and once we were apart I could see his hard dick pressing against his pants, very nice. When we got to the bedroom he kissed me again, and I moved away a little and knelt down in front of him and started undoing his pants, I love the look on a guys face when I kneel down in front of him and he realises I am going to suck him, when I see it I can't help but smile, and then they just look so much cuter lol