I had arranged a dinner date with our new friend Sugar, as nicknamed by Holly. It was nice to get out and have a chilled evening, it was good to get the invite for dinner.
I really did want some timeout with him on his own and get to know him. To wear, I chose a red, very tight Lycra tube dress, with a silver loop chain belt, red heels, and my little short fur jacket.
The dress really clung to my body, and fell just below my butt, there was no room for underwear, as the outline's would be visible, can't be having any of that little issue.
Our date was set for 9pm, and Sugar had arranged to pick me up. Like I said I was so looking forward to the evening, and before long there was a toot of a car horn outside, I grabbed my bag and left my flat.
There he was resting against the wing, and he looked so hot! a short sleeved black shirt, and jeans, a good pair of shoes and no socks.
"I like what I'm seeing" I said to myself.
"Jessica! good to see you again, and you are looking, well breathtaking." he said.
"Why thank you so much, and it is good to meet up with you, I have been looking forward to our date."
Sugar opened the door for me, and with a little bit of effort, what with the shortness of my dress, I got myself in.
"So where are we going tonight" I asked.
"Well Jessica you tell me what food you like and we will do that for our meal."
I chose a great little Italian place, it was not to far away, and the food was good. And it was nice and quiet, just the place to get to know this guy.
"So you had a good night with Holly the other night." I asked.
"Well yes it was...well it was a hot night for sure Jessica." he replied.
"You know us girls, we talk about everything, and Holly, lets just say had a great time."
"Well Jessica, that's good to know, I am glad she enjoyed herself." Sugar answered.
"So when are you going to visit me at my club?" I asked.
"Well Jessica, I am planning to come and visit you later in the week, if that is OK?"
"Yes of course I will look out for you, by the way you still have my invite I gave you?"
I needed to make sure he still had it, as what Sugar did not know was that it would let him into the back of the club, and into my dressing room.
"Yes Jessica, I have it here in my wallet"
"Excellent! nice and safe." I replied.
We arrived at the restaurant, Sugar held the door open for me, and we went in. We managed to get a table, which as it turned out was away from everyone, it was cosy with candlelight, it could have been made for the night.
I removed my jacket, and I could tell he was liking what he was seeing, I adjusted my self a little bit, and I sat down. Sugar then sat.
We ordered food and wine, while waiting for the food to arrive, I told Sugar about what I did for a living, he looked surprised when I told him I sung for a living.
We chatted about lots of things, and he told me what he did, and I was very impressed to know he was a designer in the property market.
We had a laugh and a joke also, his sense of humour had me laughing so much, it was strange but Sugar reminded me of a male version of Holly! The food arrived and we had some more wine, he did not drink too much as he had to drive.
I was becoming so relaxed around this guy, like I say it was great to break away from everything for a evening, my mind then began to wander, as Holly's description of her night with him began to enter my thoughts, I then decided to get my mind off that subject.
"So, Sugar, I think I need to give you a nickname for myself, Holly and me love nickname's it is cute, do you not think?"
"Well Jessica, you think of one, and as long as it is not insulting, I am happy with that." he replied smiling.
"Good, well let me get back to you on that one." I smiled at him as I replied.
I could so feel his eyes burning into me, and just looking at those eyes told me exactly what he was thinking, and I have to say I was enjoying the attention, most guy's I have been with really just want to get you into bed as soon as possible. Not that I have a problem with that, but it is nice to be treated like a lady.
Now I had a slight problem, the dress! it was not a bad thing, but Lycra sticks like glue, and I could feel my nipples pressing into the material, which meant sugar must have been able to see them. Not that I had a problem with that, but you know how people talk. I said nothing about my pleasant issue, but excused myself and went to the wash room.