I ignored herment and said, “This morning we’re going to get you a car on a monthly rental. We’re wasting a lot of time with you taking public transportation or me driving you.”


    “That’s going to cost you even more money,” she said.


    “Who’s the boss,” I teased.


    She smiled and pointed at me.


    “And next,” I continued, “You’re going to the za and buy a ssy dress for our dinner tonight. I’m talking you to a really nice French restaurant. Would it bother you if I took you there as our first date?”


    “You don’t have to…”


    “Holly?” I interrupted.


    She just grinned and touched my hand. “Yes, I would like to have a date with you tonight Phil.”


    For the ssy dress Holly and the sales woman insisted that I disappear. They would choose the dress and Holly would surprise me that night.


    I agreed, signed a nk credit card slip and left. I told Holly to meet me at a restaurant and bar in the za-I would be sipping at the bar.


    An hourter Holly joined me at the bar carrying arge box. “Do you like it?” I asked.


    “I do,” she replied, “but the real question is whether you do.”


    It was the early evening and I waited for Holly toe out of her bedroom. I had made drinks and waited for her so we could begin happy hour. The door opened and she walked into the living room and stood in front of me.


    The dress was a striking arrangement of blends of blue silk which highlighted her eyes. Holly was bare to the slope of her breasts; you almost expected to see the edge of her ares. Her broad shoulders, breasts and narrow hips entuated her beautiful figure and when she turned, the slit of her dress showed her slim legs. I could smell her fragrance. I was half erect and I hadn’t touched her yet.


    I was awestruck with her beauty. “Holly,” I blurted, “I’ve never had a woman as beautiful as you so close to me. I’m going to stare at you all night and I’m going to be hard all night too.”


    Holly had an impish grin and responded with one of my standard lines, “Come on Phil; tell me what you really think.”


    I stammered, “The day I met you was the luckiest day of my life.”


    Her grin faded and her eyes turned teary as she sobbed, “Don’t do that to me Phil.”


    We hugged and kissed. After one drink she went to repair the make up that her tears had caused and we went to the restaurant. When we walked in I could hear the room quiet as all looked at this gorgeous woman entering.


    The dinner was fantastic. Our waitress made everything perfect-she was an absolute riot. First she presented every dish and described it in perfect French, and then repeated the same thing in English with a Brooklyn ent. I asked her name.


    “Marie,” she replied. “Mary to youse guys.”


    Weughed and talked and touched each other. Everything was perfect. At the end of the meal when she presented the bill Mary looked at me and said, “She’s not wearing a wedding ring, which means that you are dumber than you look.”


    I blushed and Holly startedughing uncontrobly.


    We returned to the apartment and I made two drinks for us. Holly sat on the couch looking at me.


    “Holly, that was a wonderful dinner; you were my dream date.”


    She responded, “It was the best night I’ve had in years. How can I ever thank you?”


    I walked over to the couch and pulled her to her feet and we kissed. My tongue forced itself through her lips and our tongues yed with each other. I was aroused and pulled her tighter and tighter into me and I could tell she liked it. My fingers groped for the buttons on the back of her dress and as I released each one she kissed me harder.


    The dress fell to the floor and she picked it up andid it on the couch. She stood before me in her bra and panties. Her face was flush with arousal, but there was a scared look on her face.


    She looked at me without speaking for several moments. I was getting worried when she said, “Before I met my boyfriend I loved sex and the first three months with him were good, but then he changed.


    “Sex with him became horrible. He hurt me. After the first three months I never had an orgasm-just pain. I want you badly, but I’m afraid my body won’t respond. I’m embarrassed, but you don’t know what you’re getting into with this silly, immature girl.”


    She started to cry.


    I hugged her to me and we clung to each other. I gently led her into my bedroom and we kissed again. My lips started to explore her ear lobes, neck and upper shoulders. I could smell her perfume and the slight tang of nervous sweat; it was like an aphrodisiac to me.


    I took her bra off and saw her breasts up close for the first time. I fondled them and licked and sucked her nipples as she sighed with pleasure. Eventually, I sat her on the edge of the bed as I slipped off her panty hose and panties. She lifted her hips to help me. The musky smell of her sex filled the room.


    I kissed her again and gently pushed her so she was on her back with her legs hanging over the edge of the bed. I knelt between her legs and pushed them apart. I knew I should be teasing her but my head just rested against her pussy hairs as I smelled her fragrance. My fingers gentlybed her hairs some of which were already wet with her sexual moisture.


    Shey still. I could hear her sigh in pleasure and yet I was doing nothing but smelling her fragrance and teasing her hairs. I knew there was no hurry.


    Finally, I licked the inside of her thigh. She gasped with pleasure. “Yes,” she whispered.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    For twenty minutes I licked her. From her feet to her inner thighs to the back of her knees, nothing escaped my tongue. I was still dressed, but she didn’t care and neither did I. My goal was to give her pleasure that she hadn’t felt in a year.


    Finally my fingers spread her already opened lips and my tongue stroked the wet, smooth inner sides of her vagina. She screamed with pleasure and anticipation. My tongue prated her as far as it could go and then I pushed one finger slowly into her. She groaned and then gasped as a second finger joined the first. She was now highly aroused and she spread her legs even wider begging me to make here.


    I continue to tease her until she stammered almost incoherently, “Don’t do this to me; I can’t stand it. Make mee… NOW!”


    My hands were went to her breasts and I rubbed and squeezed her hard nipples as my mouth went to her clit and started lick and then suck it hard. It drove her over the edge.


    She screamed my name and then came; she arched her back and pushed into my face crying for more. My face was covered with her juices and she still kept thrusting.


    Over and over she screamed, “yes… yes… oh god yes.”


    She eventually quit convulsing and pulled me up toy next to her. She kissed me hard and whispered, “Thank you.”


    A few momentster she kissed me again and giggled, “I taste myself. Do I taste good honey?”


    “Better than any wine I’ve ever served you,” I answered.


    “Why do you have clothes on and I’m naked?” she asked.


    “Why don’t you do something about it?” I teased.


    She quickly had me naked. As I lifted my hips so that she could pull off my shorts, my erection sprung free. She giggled and cupped me with both her hands as she licked the head free of its pre-cum. She slowly teased my cock with long stokes from her tongue and then I could feel the wetness as she took me into her mouth.


    I finally pulled her to stop and kissed her. Her face was flush with sexual arousal and she looked at me with a question in her eyes. I said, “This is your night. It’s the night to see if you can put behind you all the bad sex and pain you had and to just enjoy it. Tomorrow you can pleasure me.”


    She nodded her understanding and I kissed her; our tongues yed with each other and then I kissed her neck and shoulders, slowly moving down her chest to her breasts. My hands had been squeezing her breasts softly and I lifted them as my tongued circled her ares. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing became more rapid. I tongued her nipples and she gasped. Her moans became louder as I sucked each nipple and then lightly bit them.


    Minuteste she wailed, “I want you in me.”


    My tongue licked her smooth stomach and yed with her belly button. Her breathing increased and her stomach was rising and falling with her breaths. I licked and kissed her hips and then gently pulled her pussy hair with my teeth. She was gasping now; moaning that she needed me now and to stop teasing, but my tongue continued to manipte her sexual arousal.