The following morning Nicole greeted me in bed with a smile and a kiss, before she handed me a cup of coffee. We sat and conversed, exchanging sweet almost poetic sayings. After a little while, our conversation turned to our plans for the day. I told her that I had wanted to cook a nice dinner for her, because I thought today would be a nice day for me to do so.
Of course, she wanted to know what I was going to cook. I teasingly told her that I wouldn't tell, because I wanted it to be a surprise. I also told her that tonight would be her evening and left it at that.
With the smile she gave me in response, I figured that she might have had an idea what I had in mind. I was hoping, however, that she only had a vague understanding of what I had meant by calling this evening her night.
I told her that I wanted her to dress up tonight, and I knew she had left her dressy clothes at home. I suggest that she drive into either Gatlinburg or Pigeon Forge this afternoon. This would give me ample time to prepare a nice romantic dinner. I could hardly hold back the excitement that was building inside, as the day went on.
I knew with a little time, some effort and a bit of knowledge from middle school home economics, as well as from my prior cooking experience that I could succeed in pleasing Nicole's taste buds. I also planned on pleasing her in other ways that evening, too!
Around four o'clock that afternoon, Nicole left to go shopping for herself. I started by looking through what food we had stocked in the cupboards and refrigerator, while I thought of my sweetie's taste in food.
After finding two boxes of spaghetti in the cupboard and chicken breasts in the freezer, I quickly realized what I could make with those ingredients. But first I needed to shower and lay out something that I could change into right before Nicole got back.
When I finished showering, I dried myself thoroughly and slipped into a pair of white tighties. Then, I went downstairs to the kitchen, so I could start cooking dinner. Once the chicken the chicken was fairly well cooked, I placed the spaghetti into a pot of water that was boiling on the stove.
As darkness approached on this particular cool summer evening, I was in the kitchen busily finishing a sumptuous meal for my special female companion. The dining and living room area was illuminated with many candles, as well as the fireplace that provided the living room with a soft flickering ambience.
The stereo, which was located in the living room, provided an inviting atmosphere for two possible lovers with very soft music playing in the background. The dinner table was covered with a lace tablecloth plus candles, a centerpiece, and the place settings done with great precision and care.
I wanted everything to be absolutely perfect, so the romantic atmosphere would set the seductive tone for the evening. I wanted Nicole so badly and would stop at almost nothing to show the depth of my desire for her.
After I had the meal prepared, I went upstairs and changed into my clothing that I intended to wear this evening. I didnât waste much though. I, however, wanted to make sure that I looked as good as possible, because Nicole was due to arrive shortly. I wore black dress slacks, a maroon button down dress shirt with a matching checkered tie, black dress socks and shiny black leather dress shoes.
I was quivering inside at the anticipation of her arriving now as six oâclock approached. I was hoping she would want me as much, as I desired her and wanted to please her in everyway.
Just then I heard Nicoleâs vehicle outside. I felt my heart instantly skip a beat and could feel the butterflies in my stomach as I anxiously anticipated the evening ahead. I quickly fixed my hair and sprayed some cologne on my neck before I went to answer the door.
After I opened the door, I smiled as I greeted Nicole. I handed her a red carnation, which I knew she loved. I had bought the carnation yesterday when we were shopping, and I somehow managed to hide it in a paper bag in a drawer in the refrigerator. I told her that she should go change for dinner, and I also told her that I would have dinner ready soon.
I had just pulled the breadsticks out of the stove and finished preparing two small bowls of salad when Nicole walked into the kitchen. I was in complete awe, as my eyes focused on the young lady who was approaching me. The light from the nearby candles illuminated her, as she walked toward me.
Nicole was dressed in an elegant black sheath dress. The dressâs v-neckline revealed just enough skin while the length of the dress stopped a few inches short of her knees. Her long, shapely legs were covered with hose. I wondered if she was wearing pantyhose, stay-up nylons or possibly even stockings with garters. I could only imagine what else she was wearing underneath her stunning dress.
I escorted Nicole to the table and held her chair as she down. After I pushed her chair toward the table, I whispered into her ear that she really knew how to dress up for a special occasion because she looked sexy yet sophisticated.
Then, I went over to the stovetop and brought over our plates of food to the dining table. After I turned off the stove, I went and sat down across from her at the table. Soft conversation ensued as we slowly consumed the food.
Our hands touched occasionally on top of table while our eyes were locked together. It seemed almost as our bodies were involuntarily gravitating toward each other.
I had a rather difficult time concentrating on the exchanging of both sincere and flattering remarks during our dinner conversation. My eyes would periodically break contact with hers as nonchalantly as possible and scan the tan flesh beneath her neck to her forehead. It, however, didnât take much notice to figure out that she had her eyes glued on me as well.
As we were finishing our plates, we were basically starring into each otherâs eyes. During this time, I kept thinking to myself how I loved how her eyes sparkled against the gentle illumination from the candlelight.
When we were done eating, we I told her that I hoped I had satisfied her appetite. I didnât think the meal was anything overly special, but it appeared that Nicole really enjoyed the meal and appreciated the fact that I had cooked a nice meal for her.
I took our plates to the sink. I returned to the table and stood behind her. I leaned forward, caressing where her shoulder met her neck, and whispered to her that I had purposely not made dessert because I planned on having her for dessert.
I used both my hands and lips, sending caresses up and down the nape of her neck, as I massaged its lower portion. I slowly worked my hands across her shoulders, and then I slid them down a bit more, rubbing my palms against the tanned skin on her back.
I became more passionate, brushing her hair to the side and fluttering my tongue up down her neck, as my hands went back to gently kneading her shoulders. I slipped my right hand down her side, following the contours of her womanly figure, as my hand made its way to her thigh.
I stroked the inside of her inner right thigh, running my palm up her thigh to the edge of her stockings. Then, I sensually pushed the back of my hand down her thigh while I nibbled on her nearest ear lobe.
After I discovered that she was wearing stockings held in place by garters, I hoped that this one of many pleasant surprises for the night. Nicole tended to wear the more casual pantyhose instead of nylons and stockings, so I was thrilled that my attractive girlfriend had decided to dress more provocatively. I was optimistic that this change would be a hint that she would be more inclined to dress less conservatively in the future.
I continued stroking her, as I caressed her ear lobe with both my tongue and lips, circling the tip of my tongue around the edge of her ear lobe. Then, I went back to kneading her shoulders with my hands. Only this time I ran my fingers down her front and across the neckline of her dress.
As I whispered to her how lovely she looked and that tonight would be a night dedicated for pleasuring her, I placed my hands on her breasts and started making circles around them. I sensually fondled her breasts with my hands, letting my fingers creep inward toward her nipples. I could feel them standing out erect, poking through the material of her dress.
With âthingsâ getting out, I knew it was time to retire to the bedroom, so I took her left hand with my right hand and led her that way. As soon as we had climbed the stairs that led to the lofted bedroom, Nicole wrapped herself around me. Her lips pressed against mine, as we held each other in a tight embrace.
Just as quickly as the kissing began, it ended. I opened my eyes to see Nicole on her knees. She reached up and unzipped my pants. Then, she slipped her hand inside the waistband of my white tighties and took hold of my semi-hard cock.
Nicole quickly brought it to its full length, stroking her closed hand along it length. I had planned for this to be a night exclusively for her, but what she was doing felt so nice that I couldnât stop her.
I watched down below as she took my prick out and swirled the tip of her tongue against the head of my hard cock. Reaching inside my briefs, she tugged gently on my balls, while she continued licking my head of my cock. I just stood there, enjoying the sensations I was feeling as her tongue teased my shaft with her tongue.
Through half-closed eyes, I watched as my cock slowly disappeared into her mouth. Nicole gradually worked up a steadily sucking motion, as she ran her tongue around the head and stroked her hand up and down along the base of my shaft.
After a few minutes of sucking, she withdrew my cock from her mouth. She curled her fingers around the base of my shaft. She pushed my briefs down my thighs and licked my balls as she stroked my cock with her left hand. She drew circles around their shapes at first with the tip of her tongue and then pressed her flattened tongue against them, massaging them with it.
After Nicole had popped each of my nuts into her mouth, she resumed sucking my dick but with an added twist. She started a twisting techniqueâtwisting her left hand circularly around most of my cock while her mouth was like an up and down tight piston on the head. It was an incredible feeling.