I hated my closet, I swear. Will was taking me on a mystery date tonight and he told me to wear something black and sexy. And I immediately thought of my Maribor lace open back dress designed by Alexis. At first I couldn’t find it. But then I remembered that I lent it to my mother a few months back for a fancy dinner for her job.
I was afraid to ask her for it because she would want to know why I needed to bring such a lavish and seductive dress to a ‘slumber party at my friend’s house’. But I needed that dress.
I poked my head out of my door and looked around for either of my parents. No one was in sight so I creeped across the hall to their bedroom. I could hear someone was in the shower so I tip toed to the closet. The dress was hanging on the door still in the plastic it came in from the dry cleaners. I grabbed it and ran to my room when I heard the shower cut off.
“Yes!” I whispered in triumph as I closed my door behind me. I carefully placed it into my duffel bag and continued getting dressed.
I put on my best black lingerie, the sheer set my friend sneaked me for my birthday, and the garter belt and stockings I took from my mother’s room earlier. I read a tip online to wear the underwear outside the garter belt so you can take them off and keep on the garter belt so I decided to try that.
I turned to my mirror and I honestly took my own breath away. The black against contrasted sharply against my skin and gave me a beautiful glow, and the stockings made my legs look long and voluptuous. My nipples and bare sex could be clearly seen through the lingerie, I was turning myself on. I shivered with anticipation when I imagined how Will would react.
I put a few dabs of Chanel No.5 between my breasts and behind my ears and knees. I put a pair of black stilettos into my duffel along with my make up bag, and put on a hoodie and sweats over my lingerie. As calmly as I could I walked to the living room to let my parents know I was leaving.
As usual my Dad was lounging in his recliner in his pjs, sipping on a beer while a sports game was on the flat screen.
“Daddy, I’m leaving Krissy’s house now,” I croaked, adjusting the strap of my duffel bag nervously.
He didn’t even look up when he answered, “Alright honey, see you tomorrow. Have fun.”
I was surprised, usually there was a lecture or twenty questions session before I left the house, especially if it was the weekend. I decided to see how far I could take advantage of this rare event.
“We were also thinking about going to brunch tomorrow too, so is it ok if I stay until maybe the evening? Say maybe... four?” I chewed on my bottom lip and braced myself for a blow up.
“Sure, I’ll let your mother know when she gets out of her shower. Have fun princess, I love you.”
“Thank you Daddy!” I giggled and ran over to kiss his cheek before skipping to the car.
I was on a wave of euphoria as I drove to Will’s house. I was getting a whole night and half a day to spend with my man. Well, at least I thought he was my man. He still didn’t tell me where he wanted this ‘relationship’ to go. I decided not to stress myself out and pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind.
Halfway to his house I pulled into a supermarket parking lot to finish getting ready. I climbed into the backseat and stripped out of my sweats and hoodie and pulled on my gown. I toed off my Converse and put on the stilettos. For my make up I applied a thin line of liquid black eyeliner to my eyes to give them the cateye look and mascara. And applied slut red lipstick to my lips. I curled my hair before I left the house knowing that wouldn’t alert my parents too much.
When I was finished I continued the drive to Will’s place and arrived five minutes early. I grabbed my clutch and walked to his door with my stomach doing backflips. I knocked on the door and only had to wait a few minutes before he answered.
He looked gorgeous.
His hair was artfully tousled liked he just got done having sex, and a light shadow of an oncoming beard graced his sculpted jaw. He was wearing a black tux, European cut, with a black tie. The tux fit his body like a glove and accentuated his muscles. I realized I was gawking at him and forced myself to look at his face.
“You clean up nice. Very nice,” I said, clearing my throat when I heard how husky my voice sounded.
“Thanks,” He said, actually blushing, and stepped aside to let me in.
I walked past him and smiled when I heard his sharp intake of breath. The front of dress was modest enough, but the back was open and dipped low enough to show off the dimples in my lower back.
“Stop,” He growled from behind me, “ don’t turn around.”
I obeyed and held my breath in anticipation as I waited for his next command. I gasped and moaned when I felt him come behind me and begin to kiss down my spine.
“Your skin taste like raspberries,” He groaned into my flesh before teasing my lower back with his tongue.
The muscles back in my back contracted and jumped as he tongue danced across my skin, already I could feel myself moistening from his actions. Suddenly he stepped away from me, leaving me panting.
“Let’s go to dinner,” He said in a surprisingly calm voice.
I turned around to him and smoothed my hair and nodded my head. We were both quiet on the way to the date. I was confused by his behavior. One moment he’s like, giving me a back job, and the next it’s like it never happened and he’s ready for dinner.
We drove for what seemed like an hour and I realized that we were reaching the city limits.
“Where are we going?”
He looked over at me and smiled, “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll love it.”
We began driving towards the mountains and I became more and more nervous. Will turned off the main road onto a dirt road, and soon we arrived at what I guessed was our destination. It was a beautiful massive log cabin surrounded by woods, and I could see a chimney smoking from the top. I was in complete awe and looked over at Will in disbelief.
“Who’s cabin is this?”
He looked at me sheepishly, “It belongs to my family, my Dad bought it back in the 70’s. It’s all renovated, and it’s really only used during hunting season. And since that’s over, we have it all to ourselves.”
I smiled brightly and leaned over to give him a quick kiss. Well, it was meant to be a quick kiss, but Will grabbed the back of my head and shoved his tongue into my mouth. He tasted like cinnamon and cherries, and I moaned when he sucked my lip in that naughty way he knew I loved.
He broke it off, leaving me gasping for air, and got out to come around the car and open my door for me. I blushed when he took my hand to help me out, it was something only the men in my family had ever done for me, and it was nice to have a man besides my dad or uncle do it.
We walked arm in arm to the door, with Will picking me up after a few steps because I was having difficulty walking in the dirt in my shoes. I giggled and laid my head against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. I really felt like a princess in his arms.
He opened the door and closed it behind us and set me down on my feet. I probably looked like a fool gawking at everything, but the cabin really was a sight to see. Especially the stone fireplace that dominated a wall in the living room, giving the cabin a welcoming warmth.
“This place is amazing! I could stay here forever,” I realized what I just said and mentally smacked myself in the back of the head.
I looked over at Will and he just chuckled and shook his head,”I’m glad you like it. Let me show you where we’ll be having dinner.”
He led me to a dining room that had a little table set for two in the middle, complete with candles and roses. I gasped and my heart fluttered, I couldn’t believe he really did all of this for me.
“Have a sit,” He said, pulling out a chair for me, “I’ll be right back.”
I sat down and he pushed me in, kissing the top of my head before leaving. A few moments later he came back and placed a mouth watering dish of grilled salmon, mashed potatoes and roasted vegetables in front of me.
“This looks delicious Will! Did you make this?” I looked at him skeptically.
He blushed, I was beginning to love that look on him, and shook his head, “If you call driving to a restaurant, ordering two entrees and a dessert to go, and keeping it warm in the oven and cool in the freezer ‘cooking’, then yes, I made this.”
I laughed, “Thank you anyway, this smells amazing.