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Second Date - Part Two  

pamperyoutonight 48M  
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1/1/2010 3:03 am
Second Date - Part Two

Aw fuck. You just realized that the thong you put on this morning was more of a g-string and at the rate the day and evening were going you might soak through it. You excused yourself to right the problem. As you got up you could feel his eyes on your body, staring at your breasts and chest and then at your butt as you walked toward the back of the restaurant. It felt good knowing he was watching your ass as you walked away. The thought of him potentially seeing your wetness made you even more aware of how horny you were.

The bathroom proved to be very helpful. Not the most comfortable solution, but one that was definitely needed. You hadn't been like this for a while, and it felt dangerously nice.

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Any uneasiness melted away after the first sip of the bottle of red you were sharing. Talk flowed smoothly as you discussed weekend plans. You talked about the places you had both been and still wanted to go. He as a jazz and rock guy, you more mellow. You got scared when he talked about yoga and the beauty of nice fabrics and towels, but he assured you it was something he picked up from his gay friends and that he had not "experimented " with the other team.

With the main course over and two-thirds of bottle gone, you were feeling good. He still had the goofy cute grin on his face and kept looking deep into your eyes. You met his glaze with nice smiles and genuine laughter that picked up as the evening went on. Every now and then images of a porn actors’ ass bouncing up and down as it pumped into a noisy woman flashed into your mind. You imagined him on top of you and your hands gripping his ass and guiding his<b> cock </font></b>into you.

You realized as the plates were being cleared that he hadn't made a pass at you. The conversation had been nice…but…maybe he wasn't interested after all or just wanted to take it slow or, was lying about not being gay. A deflating feeling came over you as you didn’t want to get your hopes up too high after what had been so far a great evening.

As the bill came he suggested a night-cap at a small jazz club nearby. Why not? It was still early and tomorrow was pretty free – errands, shopping for essentials. Nothing strenuous.

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