You and I have been texting all day (hardly surprising) and we've been flirting a lot (even less surprisingly). I'll confess I've been trying to get you turned on for what I have planned. This time I've arranged for us to meet at a pub, somewhere nice. I ask you to wear a skirt or dress because it stirs me, and as you well know I simply cannot resist you in either of those!
I arrive before you, get us a table in a darker corner, and then wait. You walk in shortly after, looking really really good (again, completely very unsurprisingly), I know, there's just a whole bunch of never before heard of events! Anyway, you're wearing a black flowery dress, above knee length, which shows off your lovely long legs (although they're covered by black tights, or maybe stockings) and your shoulders too. I have to confess though to not looking at the dress in much detail, I was just taking you all in. You really do always manage to take my breath away! I get up to greet you, which also gives you a look at me in a suit for the first time. Not my usual shorts and T-shirt this time, and I think you like it judging by your smile.
We kiss, and although you want more, I have to pull my lips away from yours, as I've got to tell you that you're late! You know how I like you to be punctual when we're learning how to play this scenario, but I'm willing to let it go as long as you'll behave properly for me from now, which you kindly agree to, although I suspect you don't really know what that entails.
We make our way through the menu figuring out what to have, whilst you feel my hands on your knees under the table. We order and with a smile, I ask whether you are still happy to obey me for being late, which with your shy look back at me I take as a yes. I know that this is going to push you out of your comfort zone, but I do so enjoy slowly corrupting you! And anyway, I know you want me to encourage you from your old ways. Your previous partner had ruined your self-confidence by constantly putting you down. Something I have spent a long time working to repair, which I find remarkably easy as quite frankly I adore you!
"So, as part of your punishment for keeping me waiting, I'd like your knickers please," I say to you with a smile.
You look at me with a slightly shocked or turned-on expression (or both!), but I ask again, adding that you're welcome to remove them under the table, you look around at the few other people in the place, noticing that no one is particularly near us, and they're all busy talking, so you slightly raise yourself off the seat and wriggle your dress up a touch, before pulling the now slightly damp knickers off and handing them to me under the table. I put them in my pocket for safekeeping. Your eyes tell me you enjoyed that little bit of naughtiness, which is good news!
My hands slide from your knees upwards as far as they reach, which isn't as far as I'd like, but it's far enough to discover you've put stockings on, I knew you liked to please me...!
"You are being a good girl aren't you, And since you've behaved as I've required I think that deserves some kind of reward," I say as you catch the desire hiding in my eyes, restrained for the moment.
"Just out of interest, are you going to want your reward now or later?" Luckily you ask for later, as the vibrating knickers and remote I'd bought you for just this situation had turned out to be louder than I'd expected so wouldn't be discreet enough. I certainly don't want to embarrass you (but hopefully we can find one that would work for next time!) You are my love after all. So as we finish the mains I ask whether we can skip the dessert menu, but that I'd like something from you instead.
"I'm going to have you for dessert, in fact, and soon, but first, I want to know how ready you are, I want you to show me."
You look at me with a slightly confused expression, thinking I might want to dive on you under the table, but instead, I clarify and just ask for you to dip a finger inside your pussy so I can taste you, which you surreptitiously do. I so love the scent of you, it's always been, and still is absolutely the best aphrodisiac, as is the taste of you! You also appear to be quite wet! I'm guessing that's something to do with how I've mentioned what comes next.
As I walked here from my house, we've been able to have a couple of drinks but it also means we get to walk back through the lanes, and then follow a short path across a small piece of woodland, it'll be fine, we've got phone torches and your sense of balance is impeccable!
So we leave, and as it's a warm summer night, there's no need for coats. My hand wraps around yours and we head off into the semi-darkness of the starry night. As soon as we leave the light of the pub I pull you into me and kiss you, softly at first, but with more passion, and my hands drop down your back to the hem of your dress, sliding back up your thighs before just brushing your hot little pussy, you shiver at my touch, and much as I'd love to make you shiver more I stop to lead you just a bit further out of sight.