A date with...

Someone who shall remain anonymous...

She is a great kisser. Writing this diary entry months later, I still remember how she kissed and the back rubs I gave her. This was one of those situations where the chemistry was excellent in spite of the circumstances we met under. It all seems so long ago....

I hang out after work outside the restaurant and waited for her as she was running late. She showed up looking like she just stepped out of the shower, hair looking perfect and somehow she is always able to put together an outfit that is elegant, color coordinated and yet simple as well. Also, she always wears the right amount of make up. Not too much to be tasteless or slutty but just enough to provide all the right accents.

For dinner, I usually like to call in advance and have them reserve a nice quiet table or a booth for us. This way we can talk, flirt, whatever, without been seen by the whole restaurant. Since she is the seafood expert I let her order and trusted her taste. We talk and she tells me about some of her short term relationships, including some with married men. She commented that if she was seeing a person her age he would not be able to know anything about how to order at a fancy restaurant, choose a good wine, or walk in a fancy place as if he owns it.
I felt a bit one upped when she mentioned she is a member of the mile high club, as I am not a member yet but then again I wouldn't do anything like that. I would feel way too self conscious to fuck in public like that. I am discreet to a fault.

After dinner we went to our favorite swanky hotel near the Galleria for more quality conversation. I excused myself to go to the bathroom, and when I came back she was undressed from the waist down only, and looked very hot just lying on the bed. I was also a bit surprised about that, as I expected her to be undressed from the waist up, at least to preserve some of the mystery...
We wasted no time fooling around, as we were both really hot for each other.

She told me she really enjoys being fingered and can take 3 fingers. Who am I to decline a lady's request? I proceed with the act, and she thoroughly enjoyed my magical fingers. I asked her to ride me since I really enjoy seeing a woman work on top of me, but she declined saying she really doesn't like it. So then doggy was a good compromise for both, and she commented on how hot I looked and the great expression I have on my face while doing that. By the way, I am amazed at what women notice. Two cups of coffee were served, and after that it was time to head back. On the way back, I had the window rolled down and felt a summer breeze blowing over my face. This reminded me of some summer nights in Greece many years ago, driving along the Athens coast highway in a convertible. And she put on her favorite radio station that at time was playing "Nothing compares to you" by Sinead O'Connor. Perfect tune for the moment!!! I dropped her off at her place with a simple goodnight kiss, and just watched her unlocking her door and thinking how good she looked from behind,the whole package, and what a great date this was.
Then just drove back home feeling good and also a bit melancholy at the same time...