It had been some time since I last saw her and my lust for her body had been growing strong every day. I needed to see her, that beautiful face, that long blonde hair, feel her huge tits, feel her throat constricting around my cock, I needed to fuck her again. I sent her a snapchat of me stroking my thick 8 inch cock with the caption "I want you". A few minutes later she sent me a reply snap showing her breasts that leave me speechless everytime I see them, the beyond impressive size of them and the erect pierced nipples with the caption "When and where?"
I sent her a text, "Tonight, 7pm. My house, *My Address*. Tonight I have something a little different from the last time planned, but I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Just wear something you'd normally wear that's comfortable, no need to dress up. Also we'll be eating in tonight."
She immediately replies, "That's a little vague, but you've got my attention. I'll be there tonight."
I sent her one more snap of my cock with the caption "I'll be waiting."
The last time we saw each other was actually the night we met, we had gone out to dinner, gone to drinks, and had some rough sex back at a hotel room. Tonight I'm going to show her my other half. Tonight I'm going to impress her with the trade skills I've picked up over the past few years. I've been single basically my entire adult life(I'm now 25) a couple of short term girlfriends, one on and off, and one relationship that lasted around a year.
I went to school for massage therapy, decent money that helped me be a young and drunk 21 year old, and definitely helped me with getting dates. A lot of guys will offer to rub a girl's shoulders, back, and feet. However they can't compete with a licensed massage therapist, giving an hour long massage for a date. I usually give them a Swedish massage, it's easier to explain since that's what you see in movies/tv along with deep tissue and hot stone(I do not own a hot stone kit, but I really should), also it gets them undressed which is a nice bonus.
And since I've been alone I learned how to cook for myself, but I felt I could do better so I started working at a few different restaurants...starting off with some light prep work, moving onto basic diner food, to pantry(Salads, appetizers, finishing plates making them look pretty and garnishing), moving into sautee(making sauces, pastas, quick frying, making sure the food is hot and ready to get out to order), and broiler( Grilling meats, obviously broiler, and getting entrees ready for the sautee and pantry cooks). I'm not going to be running a restaurant or be on any competitive show on Food Network, but I know what I'm doing. There's only so many nights you can eat ramen, frozen food, and going out to eat for every meal isn't practical.
I wanted to do something nice, but something easy to do with light preparation because this was a pretty impulsive of me. So I decided I would do a baked salmon in a marinated maple glaze that I picked up and tweaked to make my own, some steamed vegetables(cauliflower, carrots, and colored broccoli) tossed in a garlic/parsley butter that I have on hand premade, and just a simple rice pilaf. After dinner I would give her a full body swedish massage, dedicating my attention entirely to her pleasure and relaxation. After that...well we're both consenting adults.
Seven O'clock comes by pretty quick after shopping, setting up my massage table, prepping for dinner, and admittedly fucking around on hulu, facebook, and snapchat while drinking. The doorbell rings, and there she is. Just a couple inches shorter than my 6 feet, her blonde hair, popping brown eyes, and beautiful smile that lights up a room. Her gorgeous curvy figure barely contained in her jeans, and her all natural breasts creating an incredible amount of cleavage in her V neck shirt.
Her eyes were waiting mine when I looked back up to her beautiful face. With I smile she said, "Hey there handsome. So are you going to invite me in, or just stare at me?"
"Of course, sorry. Come right in, dinner is just about ready. Make yourself at home.", I told her as I stepped aside to let her in through the doorway. As she walked passed me my gaze went down to her shapely hips and her ass.
"So dinner is almost ready huh? Did you cook? I've seen your snap story of course so I know you can cook, but I didn't expect you to cook for me.."
"I have been cooking for awhile now, so cooking for two is easy. I told you I had something different planned."
"That you did. Anything else you have planned for me that I don't expect?"
"I might."
"Sticking to just being vague huh? Well I won't complain since I was already impressed and have been looking forward to this all day."
I escorted her to my living room, turned on my TV and set up my playstation 4 so she could watch TV, netflix, hulu, or whatever she wanted while I finished and plated dinner. Our dinner went well, she enjoyed it, and I definitely did since I had been craving salmon for some time at this point. We had some casual small chat about just random bullshit. Movies, internet videos, work, friends, family, nothing too serious just light conversations where I threw in my sarcastic humor here and there.
I cleared the table, and set the dishes in the sink for me to deal with later after we had finished eating. "So? How was it?" I asked as I extended my hand to help her out of her seat.
"It was great, thank you." she replied
"Good, I'm glad you enjoyed it." I told her as I pulled her close to me and planted a kiss on her lips.
She reached up my back, and around my neck pulling me closer to her. Our kiss becoming deeper and more intense.
"So, are you ready for what's next?" I asked her
Her hand dropped from the back of my neck to my crotch. Her hand grasping at my hardening cock through my jeans. She her gaze staying on my hardening cock in her hand before looking up to my eyes and saying, "Oh, I have been ready all day for this."
I kiss her lips and tell her, "Good, but we're not there just yet."
She pouted, pursing up her lower lip, "But."
I put my my index and middle fingers on her lips making as I made a "shhh" sound, I kiss her forehead and tell her "Don't worry, that will come soon, but you'll enjoy this just as much. Just trust me."
She nods, as I take her hand in mind and lead her into another room. I already have my massage table set up, with fresh sheets and a blanket. The only lighting in the room is from a few lit scented candles I have resting on shelves and the window sill.
"Undress at least down to your underwear and unhook your bra. I'm going to give you an hour long full body massage."
"I've never gotten a massage before, but I've been craving one."
""Well, undress and lie face down on the table. I'll be back and we'll begin."
"Are you just trying to get me naked?"
"Well, I do enjoy you naked. But if I just wanted that I wouldn't have cooked dinner and just thrown you on to my bed, and ripped your clothes off."
"This is true. While this is nice, I would have enjoyed that too."
"Maybe next time, I did tell you that tonight would be different. So like I said, lie face down on the table, head in the head rest obviously, and I do have the sheets/blanket there for modesty and/or incase you get cold. The next hour is going to be entirely dedicated to you. I'll be back shortly."
With that I stepped outside of the room, closed the door behind me, walked to the kitchen, and poured myself a shot of vodka. I took a couple of minutes so she could get ready, and so I could have a couple shots.
I walked back to the room, and I found her there lying on the table under the top sheet with her back partially exposed. Her blonde hair spilling over the sides of the head rest. Her clothes piled on the floor next to her purse. I noticed that her bra was on top of the piled up clothes, I never did ask her what her bra size was I just knew they were huge. I guessed she was a 38F or maybe even a G from their immense size. I was curious though, so I picked her bra up and tried to read the tag in the dimly lit room. 42H! Fucking hell...I knew her tits were huge, but I didn't think they were that size. I'm glad I contacted her again, I need to feel them again. I need to focus on the task at hand though, her massage. I placed her bra back down on top of her clothes, and slowly walked to the side of the table.