As I prepare for my third date with J, I feel a bit of nervous energy hit me. It's been over 2 months since I last saw her because she's been traveling across Asia coupled with the fact that she lives in another province that's a flight away. Even though we have kept in contact daily, I wonder how seeing each other in person again after such a long time will feel. Will I live up to her memory of me? I guess only time will tell.
After taking my time to carefully cut my hair, shave, shower and lotion up, I catch myself starring at the wall blankly caught in a daze remembering the amazing time we had on our first 2 dates. Our first kiss at the arcade, followed by us leaving early to fuck in the car behind a closed autobody shop. She's incredible! Smart, funny, driven. Her body...so tight, her passion...so invigorating, her pussy...so fucking wet with desire. Not to mention that I added to that wetness by making her squirt for the first, second and third times in her life...it's kind of my specialty.
I head to the closet to pick out my outfit for the night. I end up settling on a nice pair of jeans that hugs my ass just right. She always tells me how nice it is so I figure I should tease her with it. The shirt and overcoat only add to the style.
Ensuring to pack the gifts I got her, I race around the house packing everything up and jumping in my car. After parking, I arrive at her door with a knock. When she answers, for a moment we stand there taking in each other. She looks as amazing as I remembered. Nice looser fitting jeans with a top that's nice and tight revealing her fantastic tits.
"Hi bb." She jumps into my arms and I grab her and hold her tight, kissing her tenderly on the lips before pulling out the bunch of flowers from behind my back. "Awe...I love them."
"Come in for a second. I still have a few more things to do before we leave," she says, then takes my hand, leading me inside. As I sit and wait on the couch, all I can think is I have every reason to get up, grab her, and bring her straight to bed, but I'll wait. We have a great night planned, and I'm trying my best to be on my best behavior...at least for now. She's finally ready and we head out the door, chatting the whole way to the car.
"So we're playing pool first and then what's happening after?" She asks.
"It really depends on who wins! We do have a bet after all."
We are both very competitive people, going as far as to make a friendly bet on our first date -- which I won. And ever since, she's been trying to find ways to even the score but to no avail. I'm now 2-0 with her now owing me a few sexual favors as my winnings. The second time I won at an online game, she immediately bet me again, double or nothing proving that she doesn't know when to quit...which I kind of like. And now the moment of truth is here and trust me, I intend on taking it all when I win.
Once we arrive at the hall, we get a table and order some drinks. I can see the focus and determination in her eyes. She wants to win! Our beers arrive as I was breaking the first rack and from her first shot I was getting the idea I might be in for a dog fight. It makes sense considering the bets on the table. If she wins, I have to allow her to peg me which isn't happening because my virgin bootyhole has taken up a life of celibacy. If I win; excuse me...when I win, she will have to accompany me to a sex club which will be her first time.
After some time and many drinks deep, she is 1 shot ahead of me with 2 shots remaining to win and it's her shot. She did tell me she "wasn't bad" but clearly she hustled me but I don't plan on losing because my eye is on the prize. Although she clearly has an easier angle available on this shot, she proceeds to select the one that gives me a perfect view down her blouse as she bends over to address the cue ball she looks up to catch me watching her. She winks at me and slams her ball into the targeted pocket.
"You do realize that this is for the win right?" She flashes a coy smile and walks around the table to get setup for what could potentially be her final shot.
"Don't remind me? You hustler! Best 2 out of 3 right? I ask.
"Nope! Those weren't the rules! One game, double or nothing!"
Her shot puts her back to me as I stand behind her patiently and nervously waiting for a chance to play my remaining balls. She bends over to address her shot but then backs up till her ass makes contact with my leg and wiggled just enough to let me know she knows exactly what she is doing.
"Can you please backup sir? I'm trying to win here"
I back away as requested. She strokes her cue stick smoothly but misses the shot.
"I missed my shot; I can't imagine why." Sitting there sipping my beer I see her heading toward me with that mischievous smile on her face. She presses her body to mine, her breasts pushing against my chest. Looking up with serious bedroom eyes she says, "Guess that makes things a bit more interesting doesn't it? Don't blow it or you won't be watching me BLOW it at the club tonight."
"Did you miss on purpose? Fuck! Don't do that...now my cock is as hard as this pool cue."
As she looks down to see the growth in my pants, I take a breath to compose myself, I start to imagine the night we are going to have if I win and that thought alone awakens my inner shark. Now it's on...I must win! I address the first ball and sink it. With 1 ball and the 8 ball left I'm on my way. Shot, in the hole. Here I am with the bet on the line, and before playing the ball I look up at her and say "I hope you're ready to go to your first sex club." With a devilish smile she replies "If you sink this, you can have anything you want but your shot will have to wait until I come back from the lady's room...don't shoot until I'm back."
As she's walking away, I'm imagining her naked. She turns me on so much. From the corner of my eye I see a few glances being thrown my way from the four guys playing two tables over. One of the guys gives me the nod of acknowledgement and I return it with a smile and a nod back. A few moments later she returns, walking straight towards me and now all 5 of us are watching her.
She kisses me on the lips "Can you hold these for me?" She places something in my hand and closes my fist around it...her panties. As she's about to walk away I grab her and pull her into me. Her ass now pressed against my hard cock. I whisper, "Were they too wet to continue wearing?" As I position her ass on my cock she grabs my hand that's firmly grabbing her waist.
"I believe you're perfectly lined up now" I say as I push my cock against her. Before I could go any further she backs away. "You have a shot to make sir, don't get too ahead of yourself."