This one is one of my most loved and most memorable dates. I met this one guy at a party, Diego, he was a little older than me, hipster beard, dark eyes, robust muscular body, kind of hot. He told me he owned a bar in one of the waterfront districts. I felt the hots for him, and naturally he was very attracted to me. So after the party we exchanged numbers.
He called me up the next day and invited to see him at his bar. I instantly had a plan that I would tease and seduce him that night. So I wore a red short dress that I had back then, with spaghetti thin straps and a low neck. It was kind of a slutty look for me, it was revealing the cleavage of my tits, and on top of that I decided to go braless and no panties.
I came to the bar an hour before he was closing. I sat at the bar while he worked behind the bar getting everyone beer and stuff. He made me a drink and we just chatted. He made plans for us to go hang out at a club later that night. He looked very busy and serious at his work and the way he handled himself with customers made him look very confident and very respectful. He was kind of hot, and I sat there on my barstool watching him and inadvertently biting my lip. I decided to send him some signals to try to distract him. I leaned lower to reveal more of my tits and propped them up with my arm. I pouted my lips as I listened to his stories and gave him fuck-me glances. I didn't know if he was getting it.
Soon after the last call the customers started leaving and finally when the bar was empty he was ready to close. He closed the register and got the lights. Then walked over to me and asked me if I wanted another drink before heading out. I said I was fine but didn't move. I was sitting up on the barstool fumbling with the hem of my short dress and giving him my mystery smile. He probably read my mind because he moved in closer and put his lips on mine. It was a slow and long kiss, soft, quiet but full of great passion and energy.
The Spanish guitar music was still playing softly, the street lights shone through the tall windows of the dark bar, it was a very romantic setting. So what followed next was only natural and completely broke his plans for the night—his kissing was growing stronger and deeper, I started moaning quietly. His fingers ran through my hair and moved to my neck. He broke the kiss and his lips followed there. This gave me goosebumps, I basically shuddered from his touch. He found the right button to push. I could feel my nipples harden and poke through the fabric of my dress...his hands kept moving further down my body, he brushed past my shoulder catching one of the straps of my dress and pulling it down. Then his hand brushed against my right boob and the nipple as if by accident and continued to my hips. I didn't mind.
