I waited outside Michelle's stylish apartment building while she ran inside to change out of her work clothes. The XM radio had my Grand Cherokee bumping to Ed Sheeran's song Shivers, somehow appropriate for the effect she was having on me. My stomach rumbled, reminding me that dinner was later than usual, but that wasn't an issue considering why we were behind schedule.
Michelle emerged from the front doors wearing blue jeans and a brown top with a v-neck that hugged her tits and made a spectacle of her cleavage. She trotted to the car, giving me a chance to enjoy watching her tits bounce again. Sliding in and giving me a little kiss, her smile melted me with the warmth and happiness she radiated.
"Alright! I'm starving, so make this heap move out!" she said, slapping my leg. "Mush! Mush!"
I laughed, shifting into drive and pulling away from the curb into traffic. "Well, you did your part and made a quick change. I'll do my part and get my pony to the hitchin' post." As we turned onto the main road, I glanced back at her legs. "I do miss the skirt and that view."
She ran her finger along my leg and up my arm. "You'll get it again, don't worry. Right now I need to make up for some of that energy we spent after work," she said with that smile. "What are you doing tomorrow after work?"
Oh shit. I hadn't even thought about anything after the way the evening had been playing out. "Um, actually I've signed up for a singles function online. It's at the Red Lion downtown."
"A singles function?" she asked, head tilted away draping her wavy hair over her shoulder. "I guess it was a good idea at the time."
I spun the wheel, turning onto the next road. "I made bets with the guys at work, Kurt and Chris. If I get contacts or a selfie with someone they'll have to fork out," I explained, slowing for someone turning off. Their tail lights gave her face a comical red tint.
Michelle clasped her hands in her lap. "How important is it to you to win these bets?"
My eyes rolled as I considered the situation. "Given recent developments, it's not necessary like it was earlier today. Did you expect that you'd be going out for dinner with someone you'd just had fantastic sex with tonight?"
"No, of course not. But I'm not arguing either."
My thumbs tapped the wheel as I thought. "How about we both go?"
"Um, I think you're supposed to be single when you go to a singles function."
I shrugged as I turned into the parking lot. "As long as we go home together, what's the harm in meeting a few folks?"
"There's a good spot," Michelle pointed as she unbuckled her seat belt. "Why are you so interested in this event? Or is it the bets with the guys at work? Bro's before ho's kind of thing?" She wrapped her arm around mine as we walked to the door.
"I think it'll be a fun adventure. But, I'd rather get to know you better so let's shelve this idea for now. Alright?"
Her look said she didn't like the idea. "Sure, but I don't see any benefit from going there."
I walked Michelle back to the car, relaxed from a pleasant dinner and conversation about families, friends, and jobs. As I reached for her door handle she wrapped her arms around me for a soft kiss.
"I'm wondering if there's something else you're after at that singles event," she asked, her fingers tracing lines up my neck. "Why do you want me to go along?"
I smiled, holding her close to feel her delicious curves against me. "Maybe I want to show you off, discreetly." She pulled back to look at me while I explained. "Look, you're gorgeous and you know it. I would enjoy seeing how much interest you get from the other guys there."
"That's not what I expected to hear, but tell me more." Her hands moved up and down my back as I tried to stay focused.
"My ex was a cold fish and, over time, made no effort to be attractive. Sure, it wasn't like that at first, but the last five years together she lost all interest in being attractive which left me craving someone like you." Michelle listened intently, waiting for me to continue. "So, I would enjoy seeing how much attention you would get, because I want to be with someone gorgeous like you."
She gave me another short kiss. "And here I thought you were going to try and set me up for something fun like a bukakke party." My breath caught in my throat. Fun? "Just going and letting some guys look at me and fantasize about what they want to do with me could be fun, but I thought you'd want to get into more adventurous stuff than that."
"I'm saving something for the second date," I replied, trying to cover my bewildered state of mind. "I wouldn't know where to look for that sort of thing anyway."
Michelle's mischievous smile was back. "Looks like I'll have to break you in. I hope you can handle it." One of her hands moved down to check on my cock finding it twitching and waking up again. "I see the idea intrigues you. How about we go home and start talking about the fun stuff instead of the usual topics that speed dating covers?"