It's my first week in town, having just moved. After a long week of unpacking and moving in, a little distraction is welcome. Before moving down, having made contact on the Internet before moving, as I would not be alone in this new place, I had been setup on a blind date. Not having had good luck with blind dates, or dates in general, I was hesitant, but my need to get to of the house won over all other reason.
He name was Wendy, she was 27 years old, red hair, green eyes, 5'6 with a medium build, or so I was told. Being skeptical buy nature, I decided not to get my hopes up.
The designated meeting place was at a local hotel, at the bar. I walked in and scanned the area, not seeing her, so I went up and to a seat at the bar that offered a good view of the door. 10 minutes passed, so I ordered a drink, then 15, and at close to 30 minutes I was ready to leave, and was about to stand, when someone called my name. I turned, and any negative emotions I had about being almost stood up vanished with out a trace. She was gorgeous. Somehow I managed to reply and smile.
"I'm so sorry' she said 'I was running late, I get here as soon as I could. Let me buy you a drink."
I was amazed, and glad that I had not left any earlier. Pleasant conversation followed, she was easy to talk to, and we were fast friends. We had much in common, and enjoyed each other's humor. As the night wore on, things became a bit friendlier, slowly moving closer to each other, casually touching. There was a small dance floor near, and a slow and romantic song was playing, so I worked up the courage to ask her for a dance.
Immediately we closed the distance between our bodies. I had one hand around her waist, the other gently holding a soft hand. Conversation was minimal, we were just enjoying each other's company. All to soon the dance ended, and we made our way back to the bar, hand in hand.
Back at the bar, she confessed to me that she was very unsure about going thru with this blind date, and she almost didn't come, which is why she was late. I told her that having met her, I was happier with her choice to come than she would know, that it had been a long time since I enjoyed such a wonderful evening with a beautiful woman. She smiled and greed with me, then placed her hand gently on my cheek. I smiled and closed my eyes, telling her how wonderful her touch felt.
I opened my eyes, and looked into hers, she was biting her lip, and I smiled, she giggled and asked me what, and I told her how adorable that was. I decided to take another risk, and asked her if she would like to go somewhere quite, and much to my pleasure she said yes.
I asked her to suggest a place, as she knew the city better than me, and she smiled mischievously and said 'my place.' Never one to disagree, I followed her out, and walked her to her car. Her place was close, and it didn't take long to get there. I followed her thru the gate, parked, and eagerly found her.
She led me buy the hand up to her second floor apartment, and I was impressed, as it was as beautiful as she. We sat on the couch, listening to the soft jazz. I couldn't help but wonder if she might be having the same thoughts as I, steamy and passionate.
I couldn't take it any longer, I had to find out. I reached up, and caressed the soft skin of her face, as she had done mine earlier, and leaned in , staring into her eyes, then closed them slowly, and let my lips softly brush hers Sensing no resistance, I kissed her again, soft, just the lips at first, the slowly letting my tongue out to meet hers.
We moved closer together, letting our hands gently run across one another's bodies. I moved from her lips and let my lips slide across her cheek, then let my tongue out to flick her earlobe, then gently traces my way down her neck, planting kiss's every inch.
She leaned her head back and moaned softly and I continued my way around her neck. I moved my hand to the base of her neck, caressing her skin, bringing her down to look me in the eyes. She leaned in and kissed me, more passionate this time, her tongue probing deeper. She put a hand on my chest, and started to undo the buttons. I slid my hand up her leg, and up inside her shirt, cupping her breast outside her bra, gently squeezing gently, feeling her stiff nipple.
She leaned back, smiling sexily at me, and got up off the couch, turning, and walking to the bedroom. Pieces of clothing leaving a trail for me, she looked over her shoulder at me, but I didn't need any directions. I followed suit, and when I got to the bedroom, she was waiting for me on the bed, clad only in her white bra and panties, in the process of removing her bra.