She was nervous about the first time meeting him and she didn't know why. He sounded nice enough... Maybe that was it. She was use to guys treating her like shit and then leaving her. She kept thinking back to the first time she met her ex. It was soo good at first, then came the first time he hit her. That was it she thought. No more and he promised. Well, promises led to lies and trips to the hospital... And then THAT night, that last night before she left him for good he went to far...
Oh god! She thought... Stop it. It wont happen again. He is not him and just get past it. As she pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant, she got herself together and went it. Ok she was early and she could have time to settle down a bit. She ordered a beer from the bartender and relaxed a bit as the beer started to take effect... Then, she saw him look into the bar and a smile crossed her face. He sat down next to her, they chatted and she thought this was going to be ok... But little did she know, it was going to be so much better then that...
Halfway through dinner, she thought she would make a move and she put her hand on his thigh, hoping he wouldn't pull away and he didn't. He showed that grin of his, and she smiled back. As the evening went on, they moved closer to each other and were lost in conversation. The bar was empty and they were pretty much left alone by the bartender. By the way she was feeling, a bit tipsy at this point, she knew that she had nothing to lose by what she was thinking of doing. He had his hand on the back of her stool, and when he turned to talk to her, she kissed him and kissed him hard...
She could tell the surprise in his mouth, but that soon relaxed and she slipped her tongue into his mouth and tasted the salt from the margarita. He placed his hand on the back of her head and pressed her mouth harder onto his and softly she moaned. I've wanted to do that all night she said and he agreed.