Warm water dripped from Natalie's body as she stepped out of her shower cabin, her bare feet touching a towel that had been laid out on the floor to soak up the drops. Her usually curly, dark brown hair was slick against her neck and shoulders, and she walked on fit, slender legs towards the misty bathroom mirror. Wrapping another towel around her curvy body, she rubbed away some of the mist on the mirror so she could see her face. She still looked young at the age of 34, and had a youthful, almost innocent face. Dark brown glimmering eyes and perky full lips betrayed her sexual nature, however.
She thought about her upcoming date. The time was approaching steadily, and Natalie was hopelessly horny. Her pussy was still twitching from rubbing out a couple of quick orgasms before the shower. If the guy she was meeting was decently cute and not a complete asshole, she decided that she would probably fuck him. Probably. He looked good in his pictures on the dating app, but you never knew how it could end up in real life. Natalie had a lot of experience with these things by now.
After putting on some light makeup and drying her hair, Natalie exited the bathroom and walked naked into her bedroom to pick out an outfit for the date. As she had matter-of-factly decided for herself that fucking was probably going to happen, she needed some underwear that would fit the occasion. She sat down at the edge of the bed and put her bare feet through a pair of black lace panties, pulling them up her slender legs to her crotch. She could feel the soft fabric sticking against her still wet pussy, as the panties barely covered the neatly trimmed strip of dark pubic hair above it. Then she found the matching black lace bra, and clasped it on behind her back.
For the rest of the outfit, she decided to go with something simple, but elegant. On top, she put on a tight black blouse. It could be slightly sheer in the right light setting, but for the most part, it covered up just about everything, while still allowing the outline of her breasts and waistline be on display. On her legs, she pulled on a pair of slim fit blue jeans. Once again, they did not show any skin, but they did a good job of showing off the slenderness of her legs, and her perky butt. She put on a simple pair of white ankle socks, and walked out into the hallway.
There, she stepped into a pair of black leather zip-up boots with 2-inch heels that went up to her knees. Natalie really liked that pair, wearing them made her feel sexy and confident. She bent over to zip them up, then walked over to check herself out in the hallway mirror.
She looked good, she decided. Her hips looked a bit wider than it used to, and her stomach was a little bit pudgy, but she decided not to worry about that tonight. After all, she was going out to get laid, and if the guy didn't like those things about her, he could figure that out for himself. The boots gave her an extra 2 inches of height, and an aura of dominant confidence. They made her legs look like well-sculpted spires, although she was a woman of decidedly average height.
She ordered a ride to the venue they were going to meet up at using an app on her phone, and sat down laying out a basic game plan for the night while waiting for it to arrive.
The ride dropped her off at the venue of the date. It was a bar she had been to once or twice years ago, she remembered it as being fairly low key and laid back, with mostly smaller groups of people conversing amongst themselves. The crowd was mixed, a bit on the younger side. Urban hipsters, students, and the like mixed with middle aged couples out on their date nights. The bar was called "Rosemary's", presumably after the bushes of wild rosemary that grew below the windows in the dirt that lined the building's red brick wall.
Natalie opened the thick wooden door and entered. Low volume pop rock music was in the air, probably some band the local twenty year olds liked. She looked around the room. It was kind of L-shaped, with a bar that went around the inner part of it. The bar was as one might expect, lined with taps of beer, cider, and soft drinks, with glasses hanging low from the ceiling and plenty of kitch stapled to the wall behind it. Much like the rest of the wall in the venue, Natalie noticed as she scanned it, looking for her date. The place was not very busy at the moment, which gave it a peaceful atmosphere. Dark wooden tables of varying sizes in the middle, and booths with fake leather benches along the outer wall. She found him sitting at a booth near the entrance.
He was slumped over a bit, staring at his phone. In white sneakers and slim fit jeans, and a black somewhat low-cut V-necked t-shirt on his torso, he looked to be about six feet tall, with a slim build. His face was smooth and youthful, with tanned skin, under a head of curly black hair. Natalie remembered that he was quite young, but not exactly how. It said somewhere in his profile. Early 20s. At least he looked as hot as he advertised himself to be, if not more. There was a drink on the table already. Big glass of beer. He looked up from his phone as Natalie approached, and looked a bit surprised at first, before turning his face into a smile.
"You're Jake, right? I'm Natalie. Didn't get a drink for me huh?" She said coyly, and placed herself at the edge of the table, looking expectanty at the young man before her.
"You must be Natalie. Are you uh, always this late?" He asked, without getting up to hug her or even give her a handshake. She had arrived a few minutes after they had agreed to meet. Jake leaned back in the booth, raising his elbows as if to rest them on the railing behind him. There wasn't any there. He flushed a bit and put his hands on the table in front of him, then gave Natalie an equally expectant look as she had given him.
