It was 7.30 pm on a Friday night. I'd finally got a hit on Tinder and arranged for dinner at a moderately classy restaurant. I know -- Tinder and restaurants are a weird combination. But I never did have the greatest luck with the app and was just happy for any success.
The girl in question went by the profile name 'Katie'. Listed age as 22. Gorgeous, with blonde hair past her shoulders, beautiful brown eyes athletic, maybe C-cup boobs. Loved to show her ass in photos, and beaming in every photo. Amazing.
I was doing ok for myself. I was 24, just starting out after studying. I was a bit of a nerd, but had been athletic in high school and college and was in fairly decent shape, nothing amazing. Definitely out of practice since I'd got a job and responsibilities that wiped me out more in the week than study ever had. I'd just started living by myself in a tiny flat about 5 minutes drive down the road. It wasn't much, but it was mine and I turned my attention to myself for the first time in about 6 years.
By the time that 7.50 rolled around, I was still alone and starting to Google cab fares compared to Uber to my house. I looked up and she walked in. She was moving fast on cream coloured heels, wearing a matching coloured dress. As she got closer, I thought I could make out a pink bra underneath and wondered just how see through the dress was when I looked up. My jaw dropped at her beauty. She had that same smile, the same blonde hair, straight and framing her stunning face, maybe a little out of place. And she was coming right towards me.
I stood up quickly to try and reach her seat and offer it to her, but she was too fast and waved me away as she pulled it out. She hung her handbag and seemed about to sit when she suddenly turned and checked something in her bag. It had a long strap and was low on the chair. I watched in awe as she bent forward. Not only could I clearly see the outline of pink, lace material through her dress, I thought I caught a flash of pink between her legs as her dress rode up slightly. I felt a tingle through my groin as she stood back up and said:
"Oh my god, sorry I'm late!"
I managed to stammer out:
"Uh, would you like a drink?"
Her eyes lit up.
"Oh thank god, I'm parched!"
My waiter materialized almost immediately. I didn't blame him. It was a popular restaurant and I'd been giving the 'my date's coming' excuse for the last 20 minutes. I began to order:
"I'll have the red and the lady will have the wh-"
She flicked her hair back briefly as she sat down hard. I watched her tits bounce as she landed on the seat and, slightly out of breath said;
"Vodka sunrise please! So... Ben was it?"
"Umm yeah, sorry. Didn't introduce myself properly, Ben."
I had a moment of panic as I thought about standing to do... something? Lean forward for the cheek kiss? Hold out a hand? I was a mess. Having to go from thinking no one was coming to adjusting to this stunning girl in front of me. I was a bit shaken. I'd had experience with girls before, but it had been a long, long time before my friends convinced me to pick Tinder up again. I hadn't been with a woman in over two years. I continued.
"And, uh. Katie, right. Wow. I have to say you are much more attractive than I imagined. Or expected to be honest."
She beamed again and flicked her hair back.
"Awww, thanks! I get that a lot."
She reached out and put her hand on mine as I rested it on the table. It was like an electric shock, my heart jumped. I wasn't expecting physical contact of any sort so soon and I think I just opened and closed my mouth a few times before finally speaking.
"So ummm, did you have any problems getting here?"
She looked at me quizzically for a few seconds, then:
"Oh! Because I was late! Oh, no sorry. To tell you the truth, I wasn't planning on coming. This was kind of a back-up thing."
My face fell. Her words were like a slap. Back-up thing? What did that even mean? I must have looked pretty devastated because she continued immediately.
"Oh, but don't worry! I'm really glad I came, you're really cute!"
She reached out and took my hand again, and with her words on top, I felt better almost straight away. My spirits were lifted even further when I looked up and saw her tugging slightly at her dress cleavage. I could see the outline of a soft pink bra with lace and maybe some satin before she pulled her dress back up and smiled at me again. The colour matched the flash I'd got as she'd bent over before. My heart jumped a beat and I almost knocked my empty water glass over adjusting my posture.
"I... uh, like that colour!"
Stupid. Why would I blurt that out? I went bright red and just sunk in my seat, waiting.
"Oh... were you peeking"
She asked with a seductive grin across her face as the waiter put our drinks on the table.
"I... uh, yeah I guess I was. Sorry."
She stared at me for a moment with a puzzled expression, then smiled again and said:
"You know what? I'm not really in the mood for dinner. Is there somewhere we can go and we can get to know each other better?"
As long as it had been. As much as I'd been a stammering awkward mess throughout the first part of this -- even I couldn't miss that cue.
"My house is a five minute cab ride from here."
Her smile stayed.
"Sounds great, let's go."
My ass was out of that seat and taking her hand before I knew what was going on. I threw a wad of cash on the table without even talking to the staff. I knew it would cover it, but had a thought in the back of my mind that I think I paid about $70 for a vodka sunrise and a glass of wine that I never drank. It didn't matter.
I pulled Katie out onto the street. There was a cab waiting at the rank. I opened the door to let Katie in. She entered, but rather than take the closest seat and have me walk around, she crawled across the seat onto the far one. I had a view of this incredible pink, satin slit of her panties as she did so. I stared dumbfounded for a moment, then got in next to her. I gave my address to the driver, a heavy framed balding guy, about 40, who grunted a reply then set off.
I was pretty nervous and looked over at Katie, smiling. She reached out and put her hand on my thigh. I was already feeling very... excited and this pushed me even further. I could feel myself swelling in my pants. She looked down at my crotch.
"Well, you're looking like you're having a good time already."
"Well, you're..."
I paused, searching for the right words and ended up saying:
"...just very attractive. And I can't quite believe my luck!"
She smiled that enchanting smile again.
"Aww, thanks! And you're looking like you might be quite a bit bigger than my last date too..."
My heart jumped and I froze. What did that mean? What kind of girl says that? As I thought about it, Katie spread her legs slightly, leaning into her side of the car and turning slightly towards me so I got a full view up her skirt. I could see her soft pink, lace and satin thong, bared for my eyes to see. Sequins decorated the front and it was tight fitting. I thought I could start to see her pussy lips peeking out from around the sides. My cock hardened like a rock. Not taking my eyes off this sight I stammered out:
"Uh, what? Your date?"
"Oh right? I forgot to tell you. That's why you were my back-up plan. Just in case my earlier date didn't go well! But lucky you, here I am!"
She was so bubbly and sexy, legs spread like that, so I just nodded and ran my hand up her thigh. A tiny moan escaped her lips and she shifted in her seat. Her panties moved slightly and I could clearly see her labia start to slip out and wetness around the edge of her underwear. I had so many questions about what had just transpired before she met me, but here was a hot, wet, willing girl heading home with me. I leant in and kissed her while my hand moved up her leg. I started stroking the front of her satin panties with my finger as we explored each other's mouths.
It didn't take long before I could feel just how wet she was under the fabric. She broke away from the kiss, moaning a little louder and bit her lip. I could feel myself straining under my pants, her hand was rubbing up and down my cock through them. Suddenly she slapped my hand away from under her dress and gave an over the top, fake gasp, along with a wicked smile.
"Naughty boy! Can't you wait? What will our driver think of me?"
If he had any indication of caring at this statement, the driver didn't show it. Katie made a point of getting her phone out and played with it, ignoring me for the last minute or so of the trip. Though I'm sure I saw her glance over a few times and smile as we rode the last portion in silence.
As we pulled up out the front of my apartment building, she said:
"You were good enough to get dinner, I'll get this."
I got out and watched her hand a few bills to the driver. As she did so, I thought I caught a glimpse of a scrap of white paper in the bundle, but by the time I had the thought and looked again, the money was away. Katie got out my door, celebrity style. Legs wide and giving me the same, very enjoyable view I'd had in the cab. As she stood, she made a point that she'd left her phone inside, and bent at the waist to pick it up, giving me an unbelievable view of her ass and the outline of her pussy, framed tight against her panties.
I was so hard walking up the steps to my door, Katie in tow. I fumbled for my keys in my jacket before getting the door unlocked. I opened it for Katie and she walked in ahead of me, looking around. My apartment is virtually just a kitchen and bedroom/bathroom. My bed was within a few yards of the door and Katie wasted no time in grabbing me, kissing me again and pushing me down onto it.
I took my jacket off and was starting to unbutton my shirt when that thought hit me again. I couldn't shake it. And before I knew it, the words were out of my mouth.
"Wait, you saw your date's cock? Right before coming and meeting me?"
She played it well, looking down shyly for a moment, before back at me.
"Oh, you don't really want to know about that do you?"
I thought for a second, back and forth. It would be playing on me all night otherwise. Ignorance is bliss. But -- I should know what I'm getting into right?
