“Hi yourself,” she says back, welcoming my embrace. I open the door and let her walk in first and I get to check out her curves in her snug fitting dress. She smells good too. The hostess seats us by the window and hands us our menus.
“Have you been here before?” I ask as we peruse the menus.
“Yes, once before, it’s good,” she chirps.
“It’s one of my favorite places around here for Italian food.” After we order and get our drinks I stare across the table at Clarissa, she really is a beauty and she always dresses sexy and stylish, yet classy.
“You look great by the way,” I compliment her.
“Thank you,” she says, smiling across the table at me.
“Did you break it off with him?” I ask directly and to the point.
“You’re not wasting any time are you?” she laughs and then squints at me accusingly.
“Do you really blame me? I’ve been waiting awhile.”
“The answer to your question is yes. Yes, I did,” she says a little reluctantly. I can tell by the change in her demeanor that it was probably hard for her to do.
“Was it because of what I said the other day at lunch?”
“Partly,” she smiles shyly at me.
“Why didn’t you want me picking you up at your house?”
“You know why, because then I would have to explain to my parents who you were and I would have to answer twenty questions. I didn’t want them getting all excited.” Most girls would love to take me home to meet their parents, hey I know I’m a catch. But not Clarissa, she’s so different from any girl I’ve known, in a good way. It actually makes me like her even more than I already do.
“Ok, whatever. I’m just glad you agreed to have dinner with me. Isn’t it nice getting together away from school,” I say as I reach across the table to rub her hand.
“Yes, this is nice,” she says but I can sense her hesitancy.
Over dinner we talk, laugh and flirt and the awkwardness we had at the beginning of the date vanishes. I still remember how sexy and flirtatious she was the night of the concert and I want to get that Clarissa back here with me tonight.
After I pay the bill, I gaze across the table at her. She looks extra pretty tonight surrounded by the soft lighting of the dimly lit restaurant.
“Come over,” I say as more of a command than a question.
“Jason, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she says demurely.
“Let’s go,” I say after I settle the bill. I take her hand and lead her out of the restaurant to the passenger side of my car, which is parked right out front.
“Come over, we’ll watch a movie. The night’s still young, it’s only 8:00,” I say unlocking her door.
“Jason,” she says with a small smile while tilting her head to the side. I swing the door open and make a sweeping gesture with my hand to get in.
“You sure make it hard to say no,” she says, smiling as she climbs into my car and I almost catch a look up her short skirt.
Our Emerald Bay house is just a couple of miles from the restaurant. I park out in front of our house and we walk in through the front door.
“Very nice,” Clarissa says, looking around as we walk into the main room.
“Can I get you a glass of wine or a beer?” I ask, trying to be a good host.
“Some wine sounds good,” she replies as we walk into the kitchen. I pour us both a glass and walk over to the sofa in the main room.
“Come over here and sit down, I’ll start a movie,” I say, coaxing her over to me. I can sense her apprehension. Hopefully this wine will help her relax. She does take a wine glass and has a sip as she sits down on the leather sofa.
“Clarissa, relax, it’s just me,” I say when I sit down next to her and rub her thigh. I want to be rubbing more than just her thigh.
“Jason, you’re looking at me like I’m your next meal,” she laughs.
“Am I that obvious,” I say, wrapping my arm around her and going for a kiss which seems to quiet her down from her laughing. It’s a deep and passionate kiss that I take from her and I can feel her slowly surrender into it. My god, I want her so bad, I’m rock hard already. I start pressing her back into the sofa and my hand starts to roam her body. First, I start down her thigh and skim up higher and higher until I reach her breast. I skim it lightly with my thumb to make sure I don’t get any objections from her. With no objections from her I cup her breast firmly in my hand and can feel her nipple harden. The heat between us is causing our breath to pick up and she lets out a soft moan into our kiss. I ease the straps down on her dress to reveal her full and supple breasts with their peaked nipples, I just got even harder at the delicious sight of her. I lightly kiss one and then take her nipple gently into my mouth and roll my tongue over it. She tastes so sweet and smells so good. With my free hand I start going up her skirt and I reach back and cup her beautiful ass in my hand as I press my rigid shaft against her. I want her to know what she does to me. I want her to touch me.