As I sat across from her on dreary wet evening, I wondered what it would be like to take her home for the night. Just to have such a beautiful woman in my arms with no strings attached would be a fantasy come true. For me, she was about as close to perfect for me. Her body was full figured, just the way I always wanted my girl's bodies to be. She was a magnificent sight to see, with the perfect shade of dark red hair and greenish/blue eyes to match, softly tanned white skin, with a set of full lips. She had a decent set of tits, that looked about like 38C's. But that was only from what I could see from where I was sitting. Once she stood up to leave I knew right then and there that I had to make my way into her thoughts, dreams, and fantasies. I walked up to her with a simple hello.
She responded with a smirk of a grin on her face. I had to know more about this woman that stood before me. Her scent was intoxicating; Like a smell that I never had pass through me before. I asked why she was in such a hurry, the coffee shop didn't close for another two hours or so. She had places to go and people to meet is what she told me. I could now see that hard to get was the game that she wanted to play.
I liked games also, because with this one game I knew that I would always win. We talked about this and that for about an hour. Mostly about the stop signs and road construction near the school she taught at. When out of nowhere I felt the need to be unnaturally bold and just ask her if she wanted to meet up later with me for drinks or something.
"Would you like to join me later tonight for dinner and some drinks?" I asked this beautiful woman before me.
She seemed to be taken aback by the question as if she thought I really gave a damn about the lack of stop signs near the school crossing area on 51 North Margin Street. I didn't give a fuck, all I wanted to do was taste the sweetness from her beautiful mouth, to caress her body and make her moan from within. Her response to my question came as a simple "Why, are you trying to fuck me or something?". I was dumbfounded, but soon regain all my thoughts by stating that all I wanted from her, was to get to know her better in a more suitable place. She agreed so we headed out the door for the restaurant of my choice. The little joint I chose was a place in Boston's Italian district close to my home; just incase we needed a place for other activities, if you get my drift....
I left my cell phone number with her and told her to follow me to the little Italian bistro on 97 Salem street .She said she knew where it was and would have no problem getting there. On my drive to the bistro, I was thinking to myself would anything come out of this meeting. I parked my car, and ran to the entrance door of the place to get out from the rain. As I sat there waiting for almost forty-five minutes at the empty table awaiting this woman of whom I still hadn't traded names with I wondered if she had stood me up. With the ever passing minutes of her not being at the restaurant, I became extremely nervous from the "eternal" wait.
Almost an hour and three chardonnay's later, walked in my date. She was dressed differently than what she had been when I left her in the parking lot back at the bookstore. She wore a simple black skirt and tight white blouse, that enhanced both her round ass and full tits. She looked more edible than I could have ever imagined. I couldn't help but smile, she had to be the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes on.
Because it was getting a little late, we decided to skip on dinner and just have a few drinks. The conversation was going strong until the waiter for our table informed us that the bistro would be closing in about ten minutes or so. I was so turned on from just her voice, that I knew I needed to take her home with me; but how? A few more compliments and smiles later she was feeling a little tipsy I guess because she started asking me all sorts of naughty questions I dare not speak of in this story. It wasn't long before I felt her feet was touching my inner thighs, I was so worked up that, I couldn't wait any longer. I needed to get this woman to my bedroom and show her the meaning of pleasure.
As we walked together outside to the parking lot, she grabbed my hand and smile. I wondered what she was smiling about. When it hit me, her car wasn't here. I was confused at first, but then soon realized that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. She had taken a cab so I would have no choice but to take her home. But I had other idea's than driving her back home, I wanted to fuck her brains out.
I opened the door of my car for my new "friend", and ran to the drivers side to get in myself so we could be on our way to a fuck filled evening. The red light that always caught me when I left this restaurant was still the same, it always takes so damn long. Hoping not to bore her while waiting for the red, I decided to turn the radio on, when she grabbed my hand and placed it near her thigh. I massaged her gently, when her hand touched the back of my neck and in full aggression she pulled my head to hers and kissed me deeply and passionately. Her lips were so soft and full, they were the most moist lips I had ever kissed. She tasted wonderful. I wanted more than I think I should have. Once the light turned green, I hit the gas and we raced through the streets of the north end of Boston to my house.