Scott had been communicating with Maria for one week on the online dating app when they finally spoke on the phone. Her voice was soft, her laugh infectious, and her tone a bit flirty.

Being in their mid-forties, they knew the difficulties of dating at their age, especially online dating. On the second phone call, he asked Maria if she’d like to accompany him to the “You Pick” flower farm for a first date.

“What a unique idea! I love it,” she said.

They made plans to meet at the Coffee Lounge on the west side of Oak Valley, get a coffee, and head out to the farm when they opened at ten o’clock Saturday morning.

It was an unusually warm March morning as Scott walked from his SUV to the coffee shop. He was early, as always, so he waited patiently just inside the front door. A few minutes later, he saw his date approaching. He thought, “She is out of my league. She’s beautiful!”

Maria was dressed casually in distressed jeans, a light turquoise tank top, and a pair of white Chuck Taylor All-Stars shoes. Her long black hair bounced as she walked on the sidewalk, teasing Scott from viewing her busty chest. Maria’s bio said she was five-seven with an athletic build, and his eyes quickly went up and down her perfect body.

As he opened the door, “Hi Maria! So nice to meet you.”

She whispered, “Thank God, you look like your photos,” as the two embraced for a short hug. “Yes, hello.”

Scott laughed at her comment, “And you look better than your pictures. You are gorgeous. Cute outfit too.”

Maria blushed from the compliments, “I’m sure you’ve ran across a few women with old photos online.”

“A few?” Scott laughed.

They purchased their coffees and made the short two-mile drive to the flower farm. After checking in at the shed, they received clippers and a bucket from the woman who gave them a quick speech on how the farm works, the cost, etc.

“This is such a unique first date,” Maria said. “I didn’t even know this was out here.”

Scott admitted that he didn’t either, but he saw a short story in the newspaper about the new business. “I thought it would be fun, and better than coffee, drinks, or even lunch.”

“So true,” Maria groaned.

They spent the next forty-five minutes walking down the rows of flowers, talking, and getting to know each other better. They talked about family, jobs, college, and their divorces. Maria had twin girls attending college in Boise and Scott’s two kids were both in Southern California, at different universities.

He liked how fun and playful Maria was, unlike some of his recent first dates. Scott also enjoyed how casually physical she was, touching his arms, rubbing his back and shoulders as he bent down to clip flowers.

As she moved down the row, she stopped and turned around, “What’s taking you so long?”

Scott was about twenty feet behind her. “Just appreciating all of the beauty in this field,” he said as he walked toward her.

“Yes, the flowers are beautiful,” said Maria.

“I wasn’t talking about the flowers,” he said as he set down the bucket full of flowers.

He softly held her shoulders and leaned in for a kiss. The two quickly kissed three times. The smile on Maria’s face told Scott she enjoyed the gesture.

“You’re smooth, Mister Scott Williams,” she teased. “I think our bucket is full.”

As they walked back to the shed, Scott told her he was enjoying their time together. “If you don’t have plans, would you like to go to lunch?”

“Lunch sounds great,” she said.

After paying for the flowers, they drove back into town and discussed where to go for lunch. They selected a spot with an outdoor patio so they could enjoy the lovely spring weather.

Their conversation over lunch continued to flow easily, and before they knew it, it was 1:00 pm. They had been at Giannini’s Deli for just over ninety minutes. As they drove back to the Coffee Lounge, where her car was parked, they expressed that they’d like to see each other again.

Standing next to her car, Scott gave her a long embrace, looked her in the eyes, and leaned in for another kiss. They both wanted a more passionate kiss, and their tongues softly played with each other.

As they broke from their kiss, Maria said, “I could do that all day.”

He smiled. “So, could I. But I’m a gentleman, and making out in a parking lot isn’t my style,” Scott teased.

**

Hours later Scott was reliving the date in his head. He was extremely excited about the possibilities with Maria and thought they could be a good match for a long-term relationship. Maybe too excited. He spontaneously texted her, “I had a WONDERFUL time today. I can’t wait to see you again. How about movie and an ice cream tonight?”

Silence. Scott waited patiently for her reply. Seconds turned into minutes. Finally, ten minutes later, she texted, “Sorry. On the phone with my sister telling her all about our great date. Why don’t you come over and we can watch a movie? And cuddle on the couch.”

“Sounds great! I’ll pick up a pizza too,” he wrote.

**

Maria opened her front door and was surprised to see Scott with not only a pizza, but two bottles of wine, and two cupcakes. “Hola! Welcome to my casa,” said the Latina beauty.

Scott followed her into the kitchen, set down all his stuff, and hugged her. His hands went to her hips, holding her still, and he looked her in the eyes. “I have a good feeling about you,” he said. He then kissed her passionately.

“You didn’t even notice the flowers,” Maria said, gesturing to the large vase of flowers from their morning date.

“They remind me of you,” he said. “Colorful, playful, and beautiful.”

After having pizza and enjoying a glass of wine, they settled in on the couch to watch a movie. During the movie, both initiated several simple soft lip kisses between sips of wine. After the movie, Scott took the wine glasses and cupcake plates to the kitchen.

“I should get going. You’re probably sick and tired of me. Besides, I’m sure your sister is waiting for your phone call,” he said laughing.

Maria gave him a hug and a deep kiss. “I’m not sick and tired of you. I’ve had a great day with you.” She kissed him again. “I wish you wouldn’t leave.”

“Sorry, but I don’t sleep with women on the first date. I’m not that easy,” Scott joked.

“For the record, neither do I,” she said. “Oh, take home the unopened wine.”

“Why?” he teased, “I’m pretty sure I’ll be back again.”

**

The two lovebirds saw each other again on Monday and Wednesday for dinner at casual restaurants in town. This was on top of their many texts and phone calls each day. On Thursday afternoon, Scott decided to “shoot his shot.” He called her and asked her to come to his house for dinner the next night. Maria accepted.

He was a “wannabe” chef, having watched a ton of Food Network shows in the past decade-plus. Scott also had several “signature” dishes that he prepared often for friends and family. On his way home from work Thursday he stopped at the grocery store and bought everything he’d need for dinner… and Saturday brunch. He was planning on Maria spending the night.

Scott got right to work on Saturday by cleaning his house top to bottom, washing his sheets and bath towels, hosing off his backyard patio and cleaning the outdoor furniture. It was another beautiful spring day, so he planned on dining outside adjacent to the pool and jacuzzi.

He and his ex-wife had designed their backyard around the pool and entertaining. There was a large, covered patio, an outdoor kitchen and island, a dining table for eight, and two sitting areas, one around a firepit.  

Early in the afternoon, he sent Maria a text, “If you’d like, you can come over anytime. I’m hanging out by the pool. Join me?”

“I’ll be over in about an hour, 3:30-ish,” read her reply.

Almost on the button, Scott heard his doorbell at 3:30 pm. When he opened the door, he was pleased to see Maria in a hot pink bikini top and matching sarong around her waist. She also had a large backpack.

“Wow! You look stunning!” he exclaimed. “Please, come in.”

After a hug and a kiss, Scott took her into the kitchen, poured her a chilled margarita, and gave her a brief tour of his home. When they went though the double French doors Maria was impressed with the backyard.

“This looks like it should be in a magazine. It’s beautiful,” she told him.

Scott gave his ex-wife credit for the design and pushing him to spend the money when the kids were little. “We figured if the kids’ and their friends were here, they couldn’t get into too much trouble.”

They sat down on the loveseat and talked briefly, but soon their lips were locked in a long sensual kiss. After several minutes Scott had to adjust himself below the belt.

“Did I cause that,” Maria teased.

“Yes! I don’t know how much longer I can keep my hands off you,” he said.

She reached behind her back, unclasped her bikini top, and pulled down her shoulder straps. “I want your hands all over me.” She then grabbed his head and pulled him into her breasts.

Scott kissed and licked her breasts for minutes, listening to her soft moans. He then massaged both boobs and rolled her hard dark nipples between his fingers.

Maria’s hand was rubbing his cock over his swim trunks and was trying to pull down his shorts. He stood up and she pulled down, exposing his erect dick. Her hand stroked his shaft causing a drop of pre-cum to appear. Maria’s thumb slid across the top of his head, smearing the slick bodily fluid on his crown. With Scott still standing, his manhood was right at face level, so she licked up his shaft and swirled her tongue around the ridge.

Scott was looking down watching her tease his cock with her tongue, moaning, “Damn, that feels great.”

She sucked on his head a bit before taking all seven inches into her mouth and throat, her nose pressing against his trimmed short pubic hair. She bobbed a few times resulting in a few gagging sounds.

Maria looked up at him, smiled, and told him, “Cum in my mouth.”

She pulled out all the tricks during the next few minutes- licking, sucking, kissing, stroking, etc… “I’m close. Faster,” he moaned.

She was bobbing up and down on his love muscle, her tongue teasing the underside of his cock. Scott was moaning and mumbling when he suddenly grabbed her head and thrust two times.

“YES!” he yelled as he exploded in her mouth. He fired off four big blasts of cum.

Maria released his cock from her mouth, swallowed his load, and then milked the remaining spunk onto her extended tongue. She swallowed again, stood, and kissed Scott, sharing the taste of his seed with him.

“Now we can go inside. It’s my turn to cum,” she said.

The End – Chapter One