I quickly showered, rubbing the shower gel over my body, playing close attention to my large tits, and cleaning away the evidence of my afternoon between my legs. Finally, I was satisfied and turned off the shower, squeezed some excess water out of my dark brown hair, and wrapped one towel around my head and another around my body. I took out my make-up and the blow dryer. Finally, I patted myself down, drying every nook and cranny.
I chose a shirt that had some sexy slits with sheer material that exposed slightly my large tits and that had some of the same material on my arms. I chose a sexy black push up bra and put them on. I chose a black thong and some blue jeans and slipped these on as well. Finally, I blow dried my hair and applied my make-up. I added some earrings and decided I was ready.
I put on my coat and some nice high heel boots and headed towards the restaurant. My afternoon of naughty behavior had left me craving more but I was meeting my friends and had no time to go on some dating site and find some guy to take home. After a few minutes of driving, I finally pulled into the parking lot. I saw my friend's car pull in, seconds after me. I got out of my car and met them at the door. The hostess sat us at a booth, and as soon as I saw the waiter, I knew I was in trouble. He was exactly the type of guy, I would like. My best-friend flashed me a knowing smile, knowing full well when I am attracted to a guy. My eyes examined the waiter before feeling slightly disappointed. He was sporting a gold wedding ring. My best-friends husband noticed my disappointment. "Can't all be available, can they Tina?" I shook my head as the waiter came back for our orders. We quickly ordered, but every time he came near me, I couldn't help but stare at his features. He was a very tall man, blue eyes, and completely bald. He was slightly older than me. He came back a few times during our meal, to check in. He brought me back another drink and my friend eyed me suspiciously. "I find him giving you a lot of attention." Said Jess and her husband nodded in agreement.
"He's married, and you know..."my voiced trailed back because he was already back, with Parmesan for my friend's pasta. As he leaned over the table he put his hand down on the table, his fingers brushing up against mine, I pulled my hand away as he excused himself. His eyes pierced mine as he apologized for his clumsiness. His eyes trailed into my shirt, and felt them devour the site of my cleavage. My heart pounded in my chest, as I simply answered him and flashed him a knowing smile. "Not a problem."
My friends burst into laughing as he walked away. They chimed in together about how he kept finding excuses to come back. We chatted through dinner, Jess and her husband Dean both telling me about their new condo purchase and their upcoming trip to San Francisco. We finished our meals, and of course the waiter was back and this time I noticed his name tag, which hadn't been there before. As he pulled our plates away I thanked him. "Thanks John" His eyes met mine, and he simply nodded before taking the plates back into the kitchen.
Moments later, he was back with coffee and the desert menu. He gave his recommendations as he said "If you haven't been here before." Jess interrupted him, "its Tina's favorite place" I blushed and looked up at him. "I'll have the brownie dessert" He nodded and leaned in "It's delicious" and then Jess and Dean both ordered as well. He walked away and I couldn't help but wonder if it was possible that he might be into me and flirting with me, but shook the thought away as he was sporting a very gold ring.
We finished our coffees and when he came back I politely asked him if I could have the remainder of me desert to go. He nodded and left with my desert to come back a few moments later with a Styrofoam container. We paid our bills and started to go out of the restaurant when I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was John the waiter. "I wanted to tell you, to look inside the container; I left something there for you." I smiled and nodded before continuing my way. My friends eyed me suspiciously asking me what he could possibly want. I simply opened the takeout container and there was a note written in permanent marker. Not married, I am single; call me. John with his number written underneath his name. My friends were shrieking with laughter and pointing at my face. Both stating the obvious that they knew he was into me.
The next day, I took my courage and called the number. He answered almost immediately. "Hi, it's Tina" I said as he interrupted me before I could say anything else. "I remember actually how could I forget, what are you doing right now?" His bluntness was surprising and I quickly answered "Nothing in particular, did you have something in mind?" He paused before answering "I'd like to see you, I never gave a client my number before last night, that was a first for me, but you have a presence about you, Want to have lunch with me?" I agreed and the next thing I knew I was driving to meet him at a local diner. I wore a light floral dress and some flat boots that I loved.
At the restaurant, I spotted him immediately. He also had the quite the presence about him. He wore a black buttoned down shirt and jeans. He looked different without the apron and the restaurant's uniform. He greeted me with a hug, I felt his chest press against my tits, and they hardened immediately. I hoped that my nipples wouldn't be too apparent with this dress. He helped me take off my jacket and we sat down.
We talked about each other's lives. He explained that the waiters are often the object of ridiculous women flaunting themselves upon the male waiters and that he wore the ring to repulse them away. I kind of thought that was extreme but I understood the reasoning behind it to. We ordered, ate the food and talked for hours. By the end of the afternoon, we made plans for the following Thursday. He followed me to my car, and opened my door. When he was close enough, he leaned in and kissed me softly.
My hand fell upon his chest as I did. I could feel his heartbeat, nervously beating away. He didn't move away, his lips kept teasing mine for a minute before he pulled away. When he did, I felt my head swoon, and my body begging for him to come back. He smiled before waving good-bye.
When I got home a few minutes later, my lips were still aching for more kissing. My whole body needed attention. My phone pinged and I look down, and saw I had a text message. Had fun, can't wait for Thursday. That was a great first kiss. I smiled looking down at my phone, and then quickly replied flirtatiously. I had fun too; yes my lips and body enjoyed that. Can't wait for Thursday xoxo.I headed to my bedroom, where I took off my dress. I slipped under the covers and removed my underwear and bra and tossed them into the pile of clothes in the corner.
My nipples were rock hard. My hands squeezed them; I massaged them together and softly had my finger trail around my hard nipple. I did this for few minutes before reaching down between my thighs. I was a lot wet than I anticipated and cried out as my finger reached my clit and softly rubbed it. I reached for my dildo in my night stand and plunged it inside me. I fucked myself with it a few times, while my other hand paid attention to my nipples. I plunged the dildo back in there and left it as my hand rubbed my clit vigorously, I came hard.
I imagined John naked with me in bed; I kept fucking myself when I heard my phone pinged in the distance. I ignored it and continued fucking myself until I came again, this time satisfied with myself. I got out of bed, cleaned up and slipped on some short shorts and a tank before reaching for my phone. It was John again, Next date, bring your bathing suit, I reserved us a spot at the spa, on Thursday night. I quickly replied. No problem, making sure you get to see more of me, aren't you?His response came fast. I need a better view of your tits. I laughed and put the phone down.
Perhaps John would be more interesting than boring. It had been awhile since I had met a guy who wasn't afraid of pushing the sexy talk but still remain a gentleman like he had been at the restaurant. Against my better judgement, I snapped a picture of the top of my breasts in the tank and sent it to him. He responded with a picture of his chest, he was muscular without being Mr Muscle and he had a light patch of hair on his chest. My phone vibrated again No more pictures, let's keep the surprise for the spa. Oh he definitely, was a keeper. I smiled and busied myself with dishes before I could get myself into more trouble.
The next few days at work, seemed like torture. Finally, Thursday was here. I went to work making sure to pack a bag, extra clothes, swimsuit, towel and toiletries. After work, I drove to the spa, which was only 20 minutes away. When I got there, I spotted his car. He wore darker jeans this time and a dark blue polo shirt. The shirt made his blue eyes pop. He flashed me a smile as he spotted me. He had his own bag in his hand; he immediately took mine before we headed inside together.
He checked us in and we separated into the changing rooms before meeting outside where the hot tubs were situated. I wore a tankini, the top black and strapless and a regular bottom. He wore blue shorts. I was very aware of his eyes as he examined me. He reached down, and kissed me. It was a perfect moment; it broke the sexual tension and made me slightly relax. He took my hand as we got into the hot tub together. "The water is amazing." I said He sat closer, and slipped his arm around me. His mouth met mine again before pulling away and saying, "This is a perfect place, good place to chat but still see skin." He grinned and I splashed him a little. He stuck out his tongue at me. "There's a sauna, we can go hang in there afterwards, and perhaps get a bite to eat after that." He said being a bit more seriously.
We chatted for quite a while, then, he stood up. His shorts wet, slightly hung down, causing me to see the v-shape on his body. My eyes curiously eyed his body, as he pulled me out of the water. The air around us was cold; he quickly reached for our bathrobes, and then stepped out the hot tub before I did the same. He wrapped the robe around me, and then did the same. This time, I pressed up against him and kissed him. His eyes glimmered as I stepped back. "Was wondering, if I was the only one going to initiate things" he said teasingly.
I slapped his arm before following him into the sauna. I noticed that these were private saunas, having a capacity of only four people at a time. He pulled me inside. He hung our bathrobes on the hooks. Then he surprised me, he dropped his shorts and sat down. His eyes challenged me then; he was seemed to be interested in whether or not I was willing to play his game.
I removed the bottom to my suit and hung it up on one of the hooks on the wall. Then, I moved closer to him. "Help me, peel this off, will you?" His hands were at the bottom of my tankini immediately. He pulled it over my head and hung it next to my bottom. His eyes glued to my tits before meeting my eyes. I sat down, not initiating anything. He sat down next to me. He looked at me before lightly pressing his lips against mine. His lips gently parted mine, as his tongue meshed with mine. His hand found my knee as he continued to kiss me.
Finally, I pulled away and grabbed some water to pour on the rocks. He was breathing heavier when I sat down. My hand reached for his and I just relaxed next to him. He took my cue, and tried to relax. The sexual tension was high, it was completely delicious. Quite the foreplay, I knew that when we would finally give in to each other, that it would be completely seductive. His thumb rubbed my hand as he held it. I rested my head on his shoulder as we both leaned back against the wooden wall. He brought his hand to my chin, turning me as he lightly kissed me again. His tongue entered my mouth softly.
He was gentle but I felt his persistence. My hand trailed onto his leg. I felt him take a breath in as I took his cock into my hand. "Just a hand job, for now," I muttered as I began to stroke his cock gently. He took a breath in as we both watched my hand caressing the tip of his cock; the head pink, like his head, his penis was shaven too. He groaned as my thumb rubbed the tip of his cock. I let his hand pinch my nipple as I continued to increase the pressure and speed of my movements in his hand. He was breathing was harsher, and I knew he was getting close. I quickened my pace and stroked his cock harder, my other hand joined in.
I felt him tense, and knew he was blowing his load. It landed on my leg and his and I took my finger and licked it clean. He was more relaxed now. We sat in silence for a few minutes, before getting our suits back on. We headed back to the changing rooms to get our clothes back on. We met in the lobby a few minutes later and headed to the restaurant upstairs. We chitchatted some more through dinner, talking about our childhoods and friends. Finally, the ending of the night was here and we were both standing next to my car just like our previous date. "I had a good time" I said pulling him to me. His mouth brushed up against mine, he kissed me gently and softly.
His tongue meshing with mine, his arms wrapped around me, his hands both on my ass as he did. When he finally let go, it was my turn to be completely breathless. "I'm working tomorrow and Saturday, but would you like to come to my place for dinner at my place afterwards on Saturday, around seven?" I nodded as he kissed me again, he didn't seem to want to let me go quite yet and he pressed me back against the car. His hips pinning me against my car as he continued kissing me. I pressed my hands against his chest, as I got some distance between us. "I'll see you Saturday, John" I said smiling. He pulled back and opened my door, we both said Good-night as he watched me drive away.
The day had been completely wonderful, I thought to myself as I drove home. Course, I was completely horny from all the foreplay and tension. I knew the next date, was our third one and definitely the sex date considering he was inviting me to his place. I knew I should have waited to get him off, but he had seemed genuinely happy that I did, and he hadn't pushed for more, even though we were completely naked together. At home, I took a shower and brought myself once more to an orgasm in the shower. I came quickly considering the torture of the hand job had done to me. I imagined his cock inside me, it took merely seconds for me to come using my fingers.
The next day at work, my phone pinged and I looked down to see a message from John. Can't stop thinking about the sauna that was hot. Sorry, I didn't get to do the same to you, can't wait for tomorrow. He had also texted his address. I smiled before writing back. Maybe tomorrow, will be your chance, better cook something good. Had fun too, can't wait to see you too.
Saturday seemed to go on forever, but I cleaned my place and did laundry. Finally, it was time to get ready. I chose a little black dress, the type that gave a good view of my tits, and chose to wear some lace underwear underneath. His place was a short drive away, when I got there I parked in his driveway. The door opened immediately. He wore a pale blue buttoned down shirt, which also made his eyes shimmer and some dark black jeans.
He whistled when I got out of the car, I did a little spin. He smiled in approval and winked at me as I approached him. His arm wrapped around me, before he leaned in and gave me a big kiss. He seemed a bit nervous, as he began to show me around. We finally wandered into the kitchen where he was cooking some chicken and pasta.
He had set-up, two chairs around his table with a tablecloth and a candle. It all was very cute. He grinned at me as I complimented the set-up. He poured me a glass of white wine and one for himself as well. We chitchatted about work the last few days; I sat down at one of his stools around the counter as he finished prepping our dinner. "I like a man that feels comfortable in a kitchen." I said to him. "A man or me?" he said teasing back at me. I blushed before saying. "You've known that since the restaurant." I answered. He flashed a knowing smile as he served dinner on our plates. We sat at the table, and ate quietly. Both of us, completely aware of the pressure of the evening ahead of us.
His foot toyed with mine under the table. We finished dinner; he put the plates in the sink and blew out the candle. We went and sat on his couch, he turned on some music and we chitchatted some more before I leaned in and planted my lips against his. I got closer as I did, and slipped my leg onto his. His hand grabbing hold on to it as his tongue lavished mine. The strokes of his tongue against mine was making me crazy.
I began to feel my pussy start to feel wet. His hand grew more confident and he inches up slowly up my legs. I gave him more access as I parted my legs. He slid off the couch then, and opened my legs up; he eyed me as he did. He was aware of the silent permission, as his fingers pulled my thong off. He threw it to the floor as his index finger entered my wet slit. I drew a quick breath as he did. His hands grabbed my ass, as he dragged it closer to his face.
My legs on his shoulders, he brought his mouth to my pussy. His mouth was hot against me; he pushed his tongue against my clit, as finger touched and prodded my hole. I whimpered in pleasure as he did. I hiked my dress over my shoulders and tossed it to the floor. He pulled away, and unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it with my clothes. I unsnapped my bra and also tossed it.
Suddenly, I was very aware that I was nude again in front of John. He dove into my pussy again, his long fingers spreading me open. He took his time, licking and sucking me. He listened to my cries as he plunged his tongue inside me, he would bring me closer and closer to an orgasm, feeling frustrated I tugged on him, to come back up. Finally, he sucked my clit hard as he entered 2 fingers inside me. I came onto his face. He grinned at me as he pulled me up and I followed him to his bedroom. He unbuckled his belt as he did.
His pants falling to the floor, he then removed his socks and looked at me. I dropped to my knees, removing his boxer-briefs that were molded to him, his hard cock underneath. It seemed to pop out towards my face as I did. The tip glistened with a drop of cum; I took him into my mouth. He put both his hands on my head as I did. He tasted amazing; I took more than half his cock into my mouth as I stared at him as I did. He groaned as I did it again, this time taking almost all of it down my throat. I did it a third time, completely pushing his cock deep inside my throat as I did. My hands grabbing both of his ass cheeks as I did.
I did this again and again, using my nose to breathe occasionally. He pushed my face off his cock, and blurted "You love to suck, don't you?" I nodded as I grabbed his cock with my hand and stroked him as I took the head of his cock into my mouth again. He groaned as I did, his legs shaking as he continued to try to stand. I pushed him to the bed, where he sat down. Again, I pushed his cock deep down my throat. John threw his head back as I did this over and over again. He pulled me up towards him, and motioned for me to sit on his face.
I got into position as I continued to suck and stroke his long fat cock inside my mouth. I could feel his tongue inside my slit and knew I was close to cumming as well. Finally, I sucked down his cock with more force and he sent jet after jet of his hot cum inside my mouth. I greedily sucked it and swallowed it all. He let go of me then, as I lied down next to him. He entered two fingers into my pussy and began to finger fuck me; I spread my legs open for him to have better access. He took the hint, and went back in to fuck my pussy with his tongue and fingers. I could hear my chants "Yes John, don't you fucken stop, yes more oh yes more please" my fingers dug into his blankets as my body shook violently as I came on his face.
He looked up his face glistening with my pussy juice, he seemed proud. He climbed on top of me then, and realized that his cock had grown hard again. He kissed me; I tasted myself as his cock entered me slowly. As his tongue, met mine again, his cock completely filled me. I wrapped my legs around his body, as he started to fuck me. My arms around his neck as he continued to fuck me over and over, his cock pounded into me.
I cried out in pleasure, his cheek glued to me, I licked his ear lobe as he continued to fuck me. I could hear the slurps of our bodies as they continued to be connected. His balls slapping against me, he collapsed next to me, as he re-positioned himself to fuck me from behind in a spoon-like manner. He gently lifted my leg as he entered me again. I reached and began to rub myself as he gently moved in and out of me. His breath harsher, I met his thrusts, thrust for thrusts until I felt him blow his load inside me. His hand cupping my tits, he naturally let his cock slip out as I turned around to continue kissing him.
He pulled away then and said "I hope your staying the night." He said pulling me against him. "I have no plans on leaving or tomorrow." He grinned then as he slapped my ass. "I plan on fucking you in every position, everywhere in this place" he said. "Promise?" I said teasing him. He kissed me again before taking each of my tits in his hands and sucking gently on each nipple. "You have amazing tits" he said biting gently on one. "Yeah, I caught you a few times that first night staring at them." I said sucking in a breath, as his tongue swirled around my left one. "They're delicious" he said before continuing his torture.
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