We have been hanging out together for a few hours for a lunch date. It starts out very casual, but we become sexually attracted to each other.
When you walked me to my car, we kissed in the parking lot. I wanted you to fuck me right there, but it was not the right time nor the right place.
As I am driving back home, I fantasize about your hands and mouth all over my body. My pussy was craving your cock.
When I get home from our lunch date, I send you a flirty text. I thank you for lunch and invite you to dinner for the following night. You accept my offer. You’re so excited that I can cook.
I am so excited. I head to Victoria Secrets for something smoldering hot, and then to the market for the perfect romantic dinner. I have a plan. I will be wearing my new lingerie under my dress, a nice romantic dinner, and then some sexy foreplay, and fantastic sex in my bed all night long.
Dinner is baking in the oven. I decided to go Italian, and the aroma from the melted cheese, tomatoes, basil should impress him as he walks in the door. I have my hair and makeup done, and I have put on my new lingerie. I don’t want to put the dress on until the last minute.
I want to check on our dinner in the oven and then get dressed. You knock on the door and my heart is beating so fast. You see me standing in the kitchen, so you open the door and walk in. I am smiling, kind of embarrassed that you caught me without my dress, but you walk right towards me and kiss me.
Well, forget the dress. You stand behind me. Your hands gently explore my body and you kiss the side of my neck. Then you give me a wet open mouth kiss. Oh, I want you! Your hands pull down my lingerie and we end up fucking before dinner right there on my kitchen floor.
Written By: Isabelle
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