Date Night

We just had the loveliest date. Because of the realities of life, sometimes relationships take certain steps forward quickly and some of the smaller, more delicious details get overlooked or left behind. But that's the thing with life, it's never too late to step back and to do what hasn't been done, or to try what hasn't been tried.

And in this case, what we did was have another first date. When life throws you together, and you find the person you're meant to be with, it's tempting to jump into the deep end. But the small things matter. So that's what we did.

I arrived with chocolates as a gift for her. Flowers are a burden. You have to carry them, keep them alive, stash them somewhere - but fine chocolates? Now that is something that can fit in a purse and be shared.

She looked gorgeous in her black dress. I felt insignificant and insufficient in the face of how beautiful she was. It hugged her curves, and her eyes - oh, her eyes. What can I tell you about them? Sharp as razors, soft as a prayer.

Normally our hands would be all over each other instantly, but not tonight! This is a date, thank you very much! Not a quick resolving of passions, not an expression of need, but a time for connection, fun and laughter. And that's what we had.

We started the night with dinner at a place that was new to us. It was her suggestion - and it had some unique qualities we wanted to experience. As it turns out, we were a bit overdressed for the place. And that's ok, we can appreciate the finer things but feel most comfortable when we can be ourselves - which is fun and silly and playful - and this place fits the bill. Dinner was actually fantastic, Mexican-Inspired but entirely unique.

After dinner and chat we took a long stroll through the city. I was bold by this point, and took her hand in mine. This was possibly a record for us being together and touching nothing more than hands - and I could feel her moving closer to me, but I was determined that we would not give in.

From there we played games. Not adult games - essentially kids games. I won't tell you where, that's going to be our secret - but we had an enormous amount of fun. She likes to challenge me, and sometimes she actually wins. I like a challenge. A few drinks were had (by her, not me as I was driving and I'm quite safety conscious!) - and some of the games were of a more physical variety. The type that let me walk up behind her, and put my arms around her - barely touching - but enough that she could feel my presence.

By this point our temporary vow of chastity was wearing on us both. And I felt her back up into me - her dress was thin, and surrounded by people who were none the wiser, I could feel her ass against me. In turn, I know as she gently moved from side to side, she could feel me harden and press into her ever so slightly.

At this point in the evening our resolve was crumbling quickly - night had fallen, and having had such a wonderful time sharing each other's company, it was time to move on.

We walked back to the car - arm in arm and hand in hand, sharing stories of our misspent youth, but with considerable anticipation for the rest of the evening.

On a deserted street, in the black of night - I took her by the hand, smiled, leaned close - and whispered in her ear that she looked beautiful. She had been expecting a kiss, and the mixture of faux-and-real outrage that ensued made me smile - but also warned me that I may be unleashing something I couldn't contain.

On the next block, I did it - still dark - still nearly deserted, I took her by the hand, slid my hand to the back of her head, pulled her close to me and kissed her - the kiss we had been waiting for all night, that first moment of release and relief.

From there, we quickly walked back to the car - she wanted more, and I gave her so little - kisses, gentle touches, and she gave them and more to me - but after all, we had another destination.

On the way back, her hand slid to my pants - I was hard to the point of distraction, and what I wanted at that moment more than anything was to have her, utterly and completely. But I would not give in, yet - although her hand stroking my hard cock was almost more than I could bear.

We had contemplated making contact with a couple who was visiting our area, and had actually planned to do so. But the logical parts of our brain had checked out for the night, and hunger had overwhelmed us.

Before I continue, there are two things you should know. When you arrange for sitters and such, home is not always an option if you want a night that's a little longer and a bit more fun. But not to worry - I have an alternate location, comfortable and private. The second thing to know is, sometimes the calendar doesn't cooperate with dates - so some things are off the table. But if you have imagination... and we do.

When we arrived it was dark - I put on some music, and we both freshened up for a moment. We drew the curtains - and finally fell into the embrace we had sought. Our lips met, gentle kisses quickly becoming hungry, needful kisses - kisses meant to consume, not tease - we wanted to be full of each other.

In the car she had begged me to pull over, begged me to slide my cock in her mouth - to let her taste me. A request I had denied. But now, it would be granted. Her black dress slid off, and I could fully feel her - the softness of her breasts, the firmness of her nipples - in my hands, and in my mouth.

She fell to her knees, undoing my pants - and those eyes - oh, those eyes - looking up at me as she slid her lips over my erection. My gentle self started to melt away - and I took her hair in my hands - I didn't want anything to obstruct the view of my dick in her mouth - and applying just enough pressure and motion to guide her, I used her willing mouth. I slid myself in and out of it - I asked her to take it all - to let me feel myself fully in her mouth, and like the good girl she is, she did.

I wanted to feel more of her - so we moved to a nearby tall chair, and bent her over it. Her stockings were down exposing her gorgeous ass, in sheer lace panties. What a naughty girl she'd been the whole night - keeping such a sexy secret from me. But now the secret was out - and she began to get the spanking she deserved - on each cheek, in turn - sliding my fingers into her mouth - feeling her suck on them, wetting them - so the next spank would be even harder and felt even deeper. Prone over the chair as she was, I took full advantage - and fucked her mouth, over and over again.

I asked her what part of her belonged to me. Her answer was all of her. Her Lips? Yes. Her Pussy? Yes. Her ass? Yes, all of it. I want all of her, and it's freely given to me. I told her that - not tonight - but when the time is right, I want it all. I want to cum inside her. In her pussy. In her ass. Will she give that to me? And she would. But not tonight - tonight was about my hands and her mouth. I could see her ass reddening even in the darkness - and I could see her hands between her legs, touching herself. And she'd been such a good girl for me, I asked her what she wanted - and what she wanted was to cum with my dick in her mouth.

She lay back - let her hands slide into her panties, turning familiar circles on her clit, while she kissed, licked and sucked my hard cock. Her eyes closed, the images and sensations running through her mind - my words of encouragement and fantasies we've yet to live out - she finally went silent - she is so silent when she finishes -with my dick pressed against her lips.

When the moment had worn off, she dropped to her knees. It was my turn - taking all of me in her mouth, sensations that I have never felt until I met her - and she stroked me, sucked me, milked me - until I couldn't - wouldn't - hold out any longer. I felt myself explode into her willing mouth - drops of cum escaping down her lips - I filled her mouth with my cum, and she swallowed every drop. She's my good girl. I love seeing cum in her mouth - and on her face. Nothing turns me on more.

As we looked for our clothes in the dark we realized that just being together makes every date incredible Because it's not just about the fucking - which we didn't even do this time - its about the built up need and passion and want. And our passion is never wanting.

On the way home, we had one thought - who can we share this passion with?