I could feel her trembling under my fingers. Closing the door to the flat had made her nervous, I wondered if she had begun to change her mind. I gently toucher her on the shoulder and smiled. "Do you want a drink?" I asked.
Kimmie looked up and nodded, her right arm crossed across the top of her low cut red dress. She removed her denim jacket and threw it over my sofa and tried to put on a confident face, but I could tell she was nervous. I opened the fridge and took out a couple of beers. "I only have Belgian, that okay?"
"Yeah, sure." Kimmie replied. I popped the cap off both bottles and handed one to her. She took it in her small hand and I walked over to the radio.
"What do you like?" I asked.
Kimmie took a small swig, "Indie rock." She replied with a nervous laugh.
"Same." I tuned it to a station I knew well, and at this time of night they would be playing a more chilled session.
I turned to look at her, short red dress, long legs, five foot nothing and an ass that caught my eye in the bar. We had met in the bar earlier, talked a bit, complimented her long black hair. We told a few jokes, talked about starting her studies and shared a kiss or two. Honestly, I was surprised that she even offered to come back to my place, and yet, here she was.
All five foot nothing, black haired, brown eyed beauty.
I walked over to her and held out a hand, she took it gratefully and stood up. I pulled her in closer and we danced, she was already nervous, and I didn't want to scare her away. Kimmie pulled in closer, I looked down as she pulled closer to my chest. Hidden under her dress were a pair of small but perfectly formed breasts.
Kimmie noticed me watching, she looked up and kissed me. Her lips were warm, and her tongue poked nervously into my mouth. I leaned forward into the kiss and Kimmie bent back slightly. I heard a small moan as I placed my hand on her soft skinned firm ass. I couldn't tell at the bar but she was wearing a thong. Her arms just clasped around me and pulled me in tighter.
I lowered my hand and placed it under her skirt. Another soft moan as she broke her kiss and nuzzled into my neck. I slid a finger between her ass cheeks and slid it under the thong strap. Kimmie didn't resist but pressed herself against the part of me I was hoping she would.
Kimmie gently pushed herself away from me and removed the red dress, revealing a black lace bra and the black thong. I took a step back and admired her body, tight in the right places, a belly you could bounce a coin off and her long legs.
The sudden burst of confidence from her made me smile but was short lived. Kimmie raised her arms and covered two small but enticing breasts. I reached out and she took a small step back.
"I'm guessing you have never done this before," I asked, "of course, I am sure you have had sex, but not a random guy you met in a bar."
Kimmie laughed nervously, "No." she eventually replied, she squatted down to reach for her dress and I stepped forward and placed my hand firmly on her shoulder. "I should go." She said softly, without much conviction.
"No." I replied firmly. Well, I was all in now and it looked like Kimmie had a thing for dominant men. "Stand up."
Kimmie, still squatting looked up, I could see she was working things out. Her submissive side was taking over but it needed one last push.