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I was out on a double date my friend Leilani had set me up with. We were all sitting in a restaurant with a jazz band playing to set the mood. My date Jonathon wasn’t exactly my thing. He was going on and on to Leilani about his techie job and some technology show he loves to watch. Leilani was eating it up.
Meanwhile, I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off her date, Daxton. Damn. He had amazing blue eyes and a slightly muscular build. He and I sat there quietly to ourselves as our dates were yacking it up. My eyes did a dance back and forth between Leilani and Daxton so as not to be too obvious.
As Leilani and Jonathan continued to talk, I studied his face, his body, and I imagined him naked, fucking me all night in his bed, making me cum over and over. I imagined his hands touching my breasts, my stomach, my hips...my aching clit. I imagined cumming on his skilled hands and cumming hard with his cock buried inside me. The thought was making my pussy wet.
Then, his eyes caught mine. He had noticed. All of a sudden, the noise faded away and it was just us. His hand reached out just a little across the table. So did mine. His finger touched my finger. A smile formed across his face.
“Hey, Jonathan, Daxton abruptly said, turning to face him. Why don’t you ask Leilani to dance?”
She looked excited as she turned to Daxton.
“Would you mind?”
“Not at all,” he replied.
Jonathon smiled and nodded in agreement to Leila, he took her hand and off they went, leaving me alone with Daxton. Perfect.
“It appears Leilani is into my date.”
“Thank God.”
“Oh?”
“Your eyes were giving me one hell of a booty call.”
“You caught that?”
“How could I not, Alissya?”
I looked down embarrassed.
“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself.”
“Neither could I.”
I smiled.
“So, Alyssia, what do you like to do for fun?”
“What, I’m not having fun?”
“No, you’re clearly not.”
“What gave it away?”
“You’ve been playing with your glass a lot and occasionally gazing off in the distance.”
I sighed.
“I’m not much of a “dating” person.”
“Then why are you on a double date?”
“Because Leilani talked me into it.”
He chuckled.
“I’m surprised you don’t like dating.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re hot as hell.”
Startled by that comment, I dropped the fork I was fiddling with. He groaned.
“So what do you think of Jonathan?”
I smirked at him.
“Oh yeah, he’s a dream.
He chuckled again.
“Not your type?”
I sighed.
“Not even close.”
“So why did you let her hook you up?”
“Because it stops the incessant nagging.”
“Oh...she’s one of those.”
“One of those what?”
“Girlfriends who are not experts at their own love life determined to “help” you with yours.”
He made the quote marks motion with his hands. I laughed.
“Yep, that about sums it up.”
There was a pause.
“I like you Alyssia.”
I leaned in closer to him so that I could lower my voice.
“That’s sweet, but I’m not looking for a romantic relationship.”
He looked puzzled.
“How come?”
“Because men can be real dicks...no offense.”
“None taken.”
“Romance isn’t worth my time. I only have one need at the moment.”
“Oh? And what need is that?”
“To fuck.”
He gulped, both turned on and surprised.
“That sounds a little...”
“What...slutty?”
“Well, it’s not if you have standards.”
“Oh, believe me, I have standards.”
He raised an eyebrow.
“Really. What might those standards look like?”
I gave him a sexy smirk.
“Well, the man has to be somewhat attractive, well dressed and...experienced.”
“Experienced? You mean like a player?”
“I mean like a man who knows his way around a woman. I’m not about go home sexually frustrated.”
“Well, then let me tell you something.”
He leaned in closer to me.
“Do you find me attractive?”
“I do.”
“Do you think I’m well dressed?”
“You look good to me.”
His finger then grazed my lip. I closed my eyes.
“I’m glad to hear that. I also know how to fuck a woman just long enough that she can’t wait to cum any longer, but when I do make her cum...it makes her head roll back, her mouth open and her hands cling to my back as if she’s lost all control.”
He took his finger away from my mouth. I opened my eyes in amazement.
“However...”
I waited for him to finish.
“I don’t want to fuck you.”
I looked horrified.
“What?!”
He smiled.
“No, Alyssia. I want to get to know you, first.”
I rolled my eyes. I leaned in closer to him so that I could lower my voice.
“Look...Daxton...I'm not asking for anything but sex.”
He smirked.
“Well that's too bad.”
I frowned.
“...but I'd still be happy to meet your request.”
I gave him a sexy smile. The waitress approached us.
“Check please,” he said.
