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She texts the directions to her place in the morning and reminds me not to be late. As if I would keep such a sexy woman waiting! When a woman wants to spend time with you, showing up a few minutes early tells her, without words, that she is important to you. I hop in the shower and let the water run down over me while my mind wanders to imagining that she was there with me, about to run her hands down my back. As much as that thought motivates me to stay in the shower, knowing that I would be spending the day with the real thing was all the encouragement I need to turn off the water, step out of the shower, and go through the getting ready process.  Fifteen minutes later I’m standing nude in my hotel room, deciding what to wear. It was warm enough for shorts but I knew she loved jeans on a guy. So do I dress for me or do I dress for her? Not a tough decision actually. If a woman dresses to impress a man and chooses her clothes accordingly, shouldn’t I do the same? Jeans it is then, with a light, plain t-shirt to show off my chest, another one of her favourite things, and a light jacket that will be coming off when it warms up. And depending on how things go, might not be the only thing coming off. Amazing how the mind wanders to ……. stuff while you are getting dressed for someone else. It helps build the anticipation. Comfy walking shoes and a pair of underwear to complete the process, underwear I already know she likes from her comments on my pic of them on my profile. Will she get to see them in person ……..only time will tell.  Down to the car in lots of time, leaving a buffer of time to get to her place in plenty of time. Traffic isn’t too bad and I get there with 20 minutes to spare. I don’t text her right away, as I am early, so I roll down the windows of my car and just enjoy the Fall air, letting my mind wander to what lays ahead today. I can’t help but smile, even if I have little to no idea where we will be going or doing today. I know from her creative mind that whatever it is will be fun for both of us. At five to nine I send her a text to let her know I am outside waiting for her and for her to take her time as I wasn’t going anywhere with a smiley face. She replied with a quick ok and said she would be right down. Just reading those words makes my heartrate pick up. The chemistry we shared over coffee last night has a firm hold on me.  Her front door opens right at nice o’clock and she walks down her steps and out to my car. As I am getting out of my car to come around to the passenger side, I am struck by her choice of dresses yet again. She has chosen a light sundress that once again shows her legs and figure off wonderfully. She walks up to me with a smile, one returned by me, and steps into my arms and give me a light kiss that quickly turns into a deeper, longer one. If at all possible, she smells better than last night and feels even better too. Maybe it’s due to the absence of that little bit of trepidation that existed last night, maybe not, and I don’t really care. She is here right now and that is what matters. We step back with a laugh and I tell her how great she looks. She replies “I know you like sundresses on a woman so I thought I would wear something you like”. I thank her and reply that great minds think alike as I too dressed with her in mind. Her answering smile tells me I made the right choice. I open the car door for her, watch her slide in the passenger seat, admiring how she moves, and close the door. Getting in the driver’s seat I can see her watching me just as closely as I watched her. Great minds ….  “So navigator, where are we off to?” I ask her. “I thought we would swing by the local Farmer’s Market first,” she says “as it has great deals and great atmosphere this time of the year”. Off we go and I pull out onto the street. We chat back and forth as we drive, continuing where we left off last night. She moves her hand to rest it on my leg as we are talking and says with a laugh “I hope this won’t distract you while you are driving”. “Do you hear me complaining?” Her hand slowly traces little circles on my leg while we are talking which is making it hard ……… to not want to do the same to her. Must focus on the road lol! All too soon we arrive at the Market, find a parking spot and get out of the car. As we walk towards the entrance she slips her arm around my waist and lets her hand give my ass a quick squeeze. Yes, jeans were definitely the right choice. As we enter the market, the congestion of the place forces us together so to not lose touch with each other. She keeps her hands on my hips as I lead us through the crowd, letting a hand slide down over my ass as we wind our way between people. The warmth that started with her hand on my leg is growing and I’m still not complaining. As we move to look at a booth she is interested in, I move to let her get in front of me so she can pick what she wants to buy. As she is talking to the merchant I hug her from behind to show her the effect she is having on me. She turns to look at me with a smile and wiggles her ass against me. One of my hands slides down her back and down to her waist. I lean in and whisper in her ear, “I hope this isn’t distracting you”. Her laugh is all the reply I need. She completes her purchase and we move back into the sea of people. She takes the lead this time which affords me the opportunity she had, to follow her curves through the crowd with my hands exploring her hips, waist, back, and the occasional “slip” down to her bum. She leads me outside to where the food vendors are located. The smells are mouthwatering and “it is hard to decide where to start” I say to her. “It’s not the only thing that’s hard” she whispers to me as she turns around to give me a quick kiss. “What do you want to eat?” she teases as she spins back around and walks over to a vendor, swinging her ass at me for all to see. How can I not follow after that! The vendor sells a small variety of food: hot noodles, pot stickers, and fried wontons. She says she loves the noodles here so we each get some and then look for a place to enjoy them. It takes a few minutes but we succeed in finding a spot. She sits down and I slide in beside her, my leg against hers as we dig in to our noodles. She was right, they are delicious. As we are eating, we tease back and forth, as my right hand moves to her left leg. Now it’s my turn to trace circles on her. Leaning in closer to me, my hand inches up to the hem of her sundress and then slip just under. She spreads her legs ever so slightly, letting me know that that is not far enough for her. Not for me either! She turns into to me a little more, hiding what we are doing a little bit more. My fingers tickle their way farther and farther up her inner thigh as we try to keep our conversation going, but the intervals are getting longer as our focus is elsewhere. Just as my fingers can start to feel the warmth radiating from her I slowly slide my hand back down her leg and back out from under her sundress. “The day is young” I say “and we have a whole day ahead of us”. She leans in to kiss my neck and whispers “you tease, you’ve got me soaking wet”. “Pot calling the kettle black little miss tease” I tell her. We both laugh as we finish off our noodles. “Shall we go?” “Yes, let’s”. The walk back to the car has us teasing each other with words and actions, each trying to outdo the other, both getting more and more turned on. As we get to the car, she turns into my arms and I press her up against the car, kissing her and sliding my hands down her back as her hand rubs me through my jeans. With a laugh she pushes me back and motions for us to hit the road. I open her door for her, help her in, lean in to give her another kiss, and close her door. I wonder what she has in mind for us next?  Drop in and visit my blog sometime, but you'll probably regret it  |
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Well...it got me all hot and sweaty!!!!! How wonderful to know that there are still people out there who have somebody to enjoy time together. Very well written!!!!    WITHOUT PASSION LIFE IS NOTHING
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cwazywabbit009 replies on 10/24/2015 11:16 pm: Thank you. It is a work of fiction though. But with that imagination you could make it real  WITHOUT PASSION LIFE IS NOTHING
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Still steaming here with this one cwazy hugssssssss V Oh yes please more! Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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Well let me shower then i will get back to you, its wet between my thighs Borntobeefree72?* Know what you want, ask for it! The pleasure is worth it.
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Especially if you ask for help to make sure they are firm ...... Drop in and visit my blog sometime, but you'll probably regret it
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