After the first date… on the way home
I haven’t kissed him yet … so I’m doin’ good. If I can just get through this car ride, get to my apartment, only kiss him on the cheek, go inside my apartment, and lock the door behind me… I won’t have any problems. I can be a “Good Girl” tonight.
I am really attracted him. I’ve been drinking for about 3 hours, I’m not drunk, but I’m feeling pretty good – and with every passing minute I feel my panties getting wetter and wetter. Alcohol makes me horny… as soon as I have that first sip my body gets warm, my inhibitions lower, and my panties get moist; luckily he doesn’t know that and fortunately I know how to hold my liquor so I don’t think he suspects anything.
Right now, he’s taking home and we’re about 10 minutes away. He has been a perfect gentleman all night; paying for everything, opening doors, complimenting me, telling me how good I look and how nice I smell… He’s impressing me but I have to stay strong – I can’t give it up on the first night…
We pull up to my apartment and there happens to be a parking space right in front. Damn it…
I’m starting to get a little nervous. He must have noticed the shift in energy because he felt the need to tell me that he only wanted to walk me upstairs to my apartment… I didn’t think it was a good idea – but I didn’t want to tell him no and then have him think that I was weird – or afraid of him. I was afraid that we might kiss though… afraid of where the kiss would lead – but I can’t lie, a part of me really wants to kiss him…
After parking we both got out of the car. He put his arm around me which shielded me from the cold wind; His tall frame and broad shoulders did not allow me feel a moment of the cold. So… I thought, this is what it’s like to be with a man… hmm, I haven’t had this in a while and I definitely enjoyed it.
When we walked inside my building my heart started to pound and I was struggling to maintain a normal breathing pattern. I started to sweat – and my thick ass coat wasn’t helping. I took my coat off mid-way up the stairs in an attempt to cool off… it didn’t work. He seems so calm and cool – like he doesn’t have a care in the world… sexy bastard. He has no idea what I’m going through. I am nervous… so nervous that I am going to be bad tonight.
I wonder if he even knows that I was fantasizing about him during dinner… Wondering what he tastes like, wanting to jump over the table and taste him for myself. Wanting to part his lips with my tongue and give him a slow and passionate kiss, push the table to the side, unzip his pants and ride him right there in front of all those people as if we were in a rodeo show. I wonder if he knew when I hugged him I felt his dick on my stomach and the thought of how it would feel on my body, in my body and in my mouth. I wonder if he knew that every time I bit my lower lip it was to keep me from moaning. I wonder if he knew that everytime I went to the restroom it was to dry myself off, until the end of the night when finally I gave up and just threw my drenched panties away… I wonder if he knows that I’m not wearing any panties… nah… he’s clueless. He probably doesn’t even know that I like him…
Finally, we make it my apartment door and I am nervously searching for my keys – all the while he is facing me. I’m hating this awkward moment – but thankful for it because its allowing me to slow my breathing and calm myself.
I finally feel them at the bottom of my huge purse… I pull them out, jingle them a little and point out the obvious by saying “Found them”.
He smiles. This was a new smile. I didn’t know him well enough to read it yet; but it seemed to indicate that he was not only amused by my behavior – but also, that he was about to make a move. He looked at me for about 10 seconds without saying a word – sizing me up. My heart starts to race again and I’m speaking in fragments…
“Tonight… fun…tonight was fun… I had a… good time…” I said, all the while nodding and avoiding eye contact and trying like hell to control my breathing.
“Yes, I had a good time too.” He said while trying to find my eyes – but they were glued to the floor. He took one of his fingers and gently raised my chin so that we met eyes locked and then he continued…
“I’m really happy I met you”….
My mouth is open, my eyes are wide as hell, and pussy is starting to ache to the point where my knees are beginning to buckle… He knows what he’s doing…bastard. I really want to be a “Good Girl” tonight.
He leans down and kisses my lips very gently… I close my eyes and inhale him. I drop my coat and purse, and begin to wrap my arms around his body. Damn, his lips are so soft. I allow my head to tilt all the way back and I anchor my arms under his so that my hands are holding his shoulders. I slightly tilt my head to right and take his upper lip into my mouth and gently suck it. I part from him slightly so I can lick his lips… I had been dying to do this all night. I part his lips with mine and start to passionately kiss him. He’s excited now… his hands are exploring my back and he has his weight on me… we’re up against my door making out… I haven’t done this since high school.
It’s all too much for me… I part from him again, to catch my breath and let out a quiet moan… I have neighbors you know. He starts to kiss my neck and continues to run his hands all over my body. Grabbing my ass and thighs, rubbing my flat stomach and gently pinching my sides… he likes my thickness. My head is turned to the side- allowing him full access to my neck. I am loving every minute of this… I’m rubbing my leg against his and grabbing his back and arching my back so that I can be as close to him as possible, I want to feel him all over me…
He takes a break and whispers in my ear “ So you like me huh?” … Then he takes his finger again and guides my chin so that I am looking at him in the eyes… my mouth is open again… this dude is driving me crazy.
“Don’t you?”… He repeats.
“Yes…” I whisper to him, my eyes never leaving his.
“I knew that… you’ve just been playing hard to get…”
I’m silent; totally mesmerized by him… my mouth is still open, breathing heavily.
“Haven’t you?” He repeats.
“Yes…” I whisper to him, and let out a long sigh.
He smiles, “That’s ok, I like a challenge. I really have enjoyed our date and I hope that I can see you again.”
While he saying this, I am slowly gaining my composure, letting go of his back, letting my leg return back to being beside the other instead of being wrapped around him, closing my mouth and returning to a normal breathing pattern.
“I had a good time too – and I’m sure we’ll see each other again soon…”
He frowned, seeming not to like my response. So I added, “I’ll call you tomorrow, maybe we can set something up.” His smile returned.
I bent down to pick up my coat and purse and opened my apartment door. Before I could turn the knob to open it, he was up against me. I could feel his dick on my ass… he was hard and he wanted me to know it. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I knew it was over, I was about to be a “Bad Girl.”
He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “What if I’m not ready to go yet?”
Without saying a word or turning around, I opened my door threw my coat and purse inside, stepped in and pulled my dress over my head; put my palms on the wall directly in front of me, arched my back, stuck my ass out and then finally turned my head so I could see him, all the while keeping my palms on the wall and my legs slightly spread. I saw him looking at my ass – I bet he’s wrapping his head around the fact that I’m not wearing any panties…
He’s standing in the door way, with his mouth open… stuck. I bet he didn’t see this coming.
“Come on in Daddy… this is what you wanted right?”
He staring at me… still stuck… I can’t help but smile.
“Isn’t it?” I repeated.
“Yeah”… He replied.
He walks in and rubs his hand on my stomach and back. He then put his hands on my hips and gently pulls my ass back towards him while pushing back towards the wall. I hear him unzip his pants and then next thing I feel is his dick on my ass and then sensation of him rubbing it up and down my pussy. He’s instantly soaked.
“Oh shit girl… I didn’t know it was like this…”
I just smile… I knew he didn’t expect it… they never do 
He begins to suck on neck and aggressively grab and smack my ass…I moan… loudly.
I grab him by the back of his neck while keeping my other hand firmly planted on the wall to support me; I close my eyes and throw my head back in ecstasy, I can feel my juices running down my leg…
I realize the door is still open…
“Close the door Daddy, I don’t want my neighbors to hear…”
He breaks from me for only a second to push the door closed. It’s still closing when he returns to me and grabs my hair. He gently pulls my head back and whispers into my ear…
“I knew you were a Bad Girl”… and then the door closes
