First Date With Owen

*This story continues on from "Bad Behaviour at a Wedding"

After my crazy episode with Owen at the wedding, we continued to stay in touch. In fact, despite a busy week and a half with work we spoke daily both via messages and phone calls. Owen was always pushing to have a proper date with me even though I explained I had no desire for a serious relationship but with a bit of time on my hands, I finally agreed to it.

As a young man (18), he still lived at home so Owen decided to take a train to a town that was halfway between the two of us, I just drove in my brand new Fiat 500 (cute and practical). The dinner was set for 7pm, so I had just enough time to come home and at least get out of my suit.

I decided to go all black, a black pair of stilettos, black leather trousers, a black sheer top that was very transparent on my breasts and a big black jacket and white scarf to keep the cold out. I did add my pink office panties from the day underneath my trousers just in case the night went well and maybe Owen could have a souvenir.

I left with plenty of time to spare but decided to surprise Owen and pick him up at the train station, rather than meeting him at the restaurant as planned. I waited outside the station and when he saw me, his eyes lit up.

Owen gently jogged over wearing white trainers, blue jeans and a beige hoodie. Whilst I still maintain he wasn't the best looking fella in terms of his facial appearance, he did still look smart for a casual date and was attractive to me.

He gave me a big kiss which turned into us making out for a few moments.

"Get a room" said an older Pervy man as he walked past but with a smile me and Owen just laughed before Owen relied "I intend to!"

I slapped his chest in a playful manor before the old man replied "Go on son!" and continued to walk away.

The drive to the restaurant was over in a heartbeat and we both walked into the restaurant. It was busy, loud but with a good atmosphere and we were guided to our table in the corner of the restaurant. It was basically an old English pub but it was still very nice. I took off my coat and scarf and hung it on the back of the chair, once again Owen's face lit up and he looked around to see if anyone noticed, of course some people did. Nobody said anything but I could sense a few tables, mainly with older couples, talking about my outfit and I'm sure they weren't impressed. I even caught our waiter, catching a few good looks at my breasts.

Owen asked with a cheeky grin "why did you wear such a revealing top?"

My response: "Because, I want to be as nude as possible all the time, remember I'm most comfortable like that". I'd explained over phone calls my lifestyle which of course was a turn on for any young man.

We finished dinner by about 9pm, Owen didn't have too long until the last train left the station to take him home and with him living at home, his rules were to be back on the last train. As we left though, I played a cheeky move. The waiter was about my age, in his 40s but was roughly handsome so I left a personal card with the tip with my phone number that just said "call me".

Owen didn't notice and we walked out holding hands to the car park. The pub didn't have the biggest car park but it was incredibly dark and both myself and Owen had the same idea. As we got to the car, he spun me round and proceeded to kiss me in a very romantic way. I kissed him back of course and soon we were rubbing our hands over each other. I looked around, saw it was quiet and told him to get in the car.

He ran round to the passenger side and as he got in, immediate unbuckled his belt, and opened his zipper to reveal his cock. I turned the car light off, kicked my shoes off and immediately began to suck him off. His shaft tasted so good and I took my time with him. I asked him if he'd masturbated before he came to see me as after 10 minutes he showed no sign of finishing, he responded

"Of course, I didn't want to blow the moment too soon." He said winking at me.

"How bold are you feeling tonight?" He said with a stern look on his face after he lifted my head up from his cock.

"I'm always bold and frisky," I said as I started to stroke him.

"Great" he said as he then kissed me and then whispered "follow me".

He got out of the car in a hurry, did up his trousers and I followed without question. My cold feet on the tarmac made me gasp but after quickly locking the car I sped up to him as he was walking back towards a corner of the car park.

He waited for me to catch up, held my hand and quietly pushed open a wooden door. The door lead to the outside seating area of a bar, but for some reason nobody was outside.

"Wait here... but take your trousers off!"

"What?" I replied but he just sushed me as he went to the back of the bar. I did as I was told and removed my leather trousers as I saw him check the back door and windows to see if it was locked. Thankfully it was.

Owen walked back over to me and said "we are safe" as he then passionately kissed me and gently pushed me up against a wall. My ass touched the cold walls and made me gasp. Quickly Owen got on his knees, pulled my panties aside and started to rub my clit, finger and then eventually eat my pussy. I covered my mouth to stop my moans from being too loud but it was almost impossible as after a few minutes I was squirting on his face.

Owen pulled his head away from my vagina and with a great grin said "I love that pussy of yours!"

As he then began to kiss my legs. Owen then removed my panties and put them in his pocket and told me to stand still. He backed up a few feet to just admire me. I was standing up against a wall in public, right outside a bar and car park completely naked... and I loved it.

He then tapped on a table and said "come here babe".

I did as I was told and walked over to him in a deliberately erotic way, on my tip toes with a sassy walk. He kissed me gently before lovingly bending me over the edge. I heard his pants unbuckle and then expected to hear the sound of a condom wrapper opening, but that didn't happen.

He went straight in. I gasped, a bit louder than I wanted to and said back to him, a bit quieter "where's your protection?" I was greeted with a cheeky and sturn look on his face as he said "Just take a plan b tonight babe!"

I opened my mouth in shock but as he started to go back and forth inside me, my initial anger faded and I just enjoyed this obscene moment. At first I was able to compose myself quite well, and was only letting out soft gentle moans but eventually I had to cover my mouth like earlier to make sure I wasn't too loud. Fortunately the sound of two cars leaving the restaurant car park covered my orgasm quite well and after only a few more pumps, Owen cummed inside me. He let off a great big moan as he emptied his cum inside of me.

Owen then began to clean up some of his mess on my vagina and thighs with my panties before throwing them past me and at the bar door! "Owen!" I said laughing, "what the fuck?" "It'll be a nice gift for someone!" He laughed back at me.

"I'd love to do more but we need to go" said Owen quite affirmatively as he glanced at his smart watch and then did up his trousers before walking back to the wooden door to make sure the coast was clear. I didn't bother putting on my leather pants, instead I just carried them and stood right behind him waiting for the signal.

"Okay quick" whispered Owen and we ran back to the car and both got in just as a party of people came out of the restaurant.

"That was close!" I exclaimed and laughed.

"I'll say!" He replied before giving me another kiss.

"You don't have to get out to say goodbye but could you drop me off near the station, as you are. Naked?"

My jaw dropped and I chuckled at his request but I thought why not so I said "Yeah, why not. It's not the craziest thing we've done right?" and I drove him to catch his final train.

I stopped just round the corner on a dark street, kissed him goodbye and his he jumped off I sped away to make sure I caught a green traffic light up ahead. I drove the whole way home completely naked and I absolutely loved it. The benefits of not living in a city were not having to deal with a lot of pedestrians, traffic lights or traffic in general at 10 o'clock at night.

I pulled home, got out and ran myself a nice warm bath. I checked my phone for the first time that night and saw a text from Owen

"You are a one of a kind and I can't wait to date you again ;) Don't forget your plan b!!!" Read the text.

I smiled and took my plan b with some water in the peace of my warm bath.