*First Encounter
NOTE: This is a second post... It is late for me, and so I have not proofed very well, ok at all.. but enjoy anyway.
Wow, Mimi did this list of 100 things about her. It’s pretty impressive. I actually learned a few things about her I did not already. Like the letter to the guy who called my home asking for my wife and wanted to fuck her after we had only been married a mere few months. It was actually a pretty funny episode as I look back upon it. What a moron this guy was. I swear I would have had to kick his ass if he showed up just want to say “hi” lemme show you “Hi” with a boot up your ass, dick cheese.
What was on her list was our first date which was pretty hot actually. I have mentioned before I that I can picture exactly what she looked like, what she was wearing and how shy she was on our first date, well that is until we got to the bookstore.
So Mimi and I met; she was waiting for me just inside this chain Italian restaurant and both recognized each other immediately. I think I sent her a pic, and she had described herself well, or she told me which dress she was wearing. But there we were and I knew with whom I had a date. She was pretty hot, with a tan, her shoes matched her off-white dress, as did her little panties she wore underneath. I am sure she was wearing a bra, these days I would encourage her not to wear one these days (hahaha).
We went inside, were seated and began our dinner with some wine and the such, dinner and maybe a desert, I honestly cannot recall. I do know that we talked a great deal, and at one point I reached out and took her hands, she was a bit nervous, and began gazing into her eyes. Thankfully I did not make her nervous in a creepy or stalker way, at least I hope I didn’t.
So we had a great dinner and conversation, and the evening was over way too quickly, at least in regards to dinner. So I knew from talking to Mimi she liked bookstores, and off we went to a B&N to look around. Now one thing I forgot to mention, when going into dinner I put my arm around the waist of my future wife and let my hand drop feeling for the line of panties as we went into the restaurant. Subtle as is was, that is where my groping started.
We arrived at the B&N and began to browse. I really cannot recall when or where it began, but as we got to know one another better and hoping I was not creeping her out, I became bolder and bolder with Mimi. The main thing I recall was at one point we stood in front of a bookshelf in an isle, she had a book in hand and my hands went around her one down her panties, one to her breasts, and she was breathing quite heavily. She very wet and my finger slid easily between her lips. I think at one point I brought my finger to my mouth, tasted her and dropped my hand back to her panties and inside her. This did not go on for a particularly long time, but it was pretty hot. I know there was some more petting to be had in the store, but it was getting on in time, and we left shortly thereafter.
We spoke about when we could get together the next time, and drove into the parking lot at the restraint where we met earlier. We began talking about this, that and the other, all the while positioning ourselves for some intense petting. As we got into it, if she had a bra on, I am pretty sure it came off quickly and then her panties and then her dress was raised at least to her waist. In short, had anyone wandered by the car, I am quite sure they would have gotten a nice show. Mimi has always kept a nicely coiffed pussy and she was quite wet during our time in the car.
Unfortunately the time together ended, but I was quite sure that we had hit it off, and I looked forward to our next date, which occurred only several days later. That is another story. But I must highly recommend the bookstore. It is always a place for all kinds of interesting fun. You never know when you might see a nice bare pussy staring at you discreetly while the owner is sitting in a chair at the bookstore turning up the sexual heat for her b/f or husband.
Wow, Mimi did this list of 100 things about her. It’s pretty impressive. I actually learned a few things about her I did not already. Like the letter to the guy who called my home asking for my wife and wanted to fuck her after we had only been married a mere few months. It was actually a pretty funny episode as I look back upon it. What a moron this guy was. I swear I would have had to kick his ass if he showed up just want to say “hi” lemme show you “Hi” with a boot up your ass, dick cheese.
What was on her list was our first date which was pretty hot actually. I have mentioned before I that I can picture exactly what she looked like, what she was wearing and how shy she was on our first date, well that is until we got to the bookstore.
So Mimi and I met; she was waiting for me just inside this chain Italian restaurant and both recognized each other immediately. I think I sent her a pic, and she had described herself well, or she told me which dress she was wearing. But there we were and I knew with whom I had a date. She was pretty hot, with a tan, her shoes matched her off-white dress, as did her little panties she wore underneath. I am sure she was wearing a bra, these days I would encourage her not to wear one these days (hahaha).
We went inside, were seated and began our dinner with some wine and the such, dinner and maybe a desert, I honestly cannot recall. I do know that we talked a great deal, and at one point I reached out and took her hands, she was a bit nervous, and began gazing into her eyes. Thankfully I did not make her nervous in a creepy or stalker way, at least I hope I didn’t.
So we had a great dinner and conversation, and the evening was over way too quickly, at least in regards to dinner. So I knew from talking to Mimi she liked bookstores, and off we went to a B&N to look around. Now one thing I forgot to mention, when going into dinner I put my arm around the waist of my future wife and let my hand drop feeling for the line of panties as we went into the restaurant. Subtle as is was, that is where my groping started.
We arrived at the B&N and began to browse. I really cannot recall when or where it began, but as we got to know one another better and hoping I was not creeping her out, I became bolder and bolder with Mimi. The main thing I recall was at one point we stood in front of a bookshelf in an isle, she had a book in hand and my hands went around her one down her panties, one to her breasts, and she was breathing quite heavily. She very wet and my finger slid easily between her lips. I think at one point I brought my finger to my mouth, tasted her and dropped my hand back to her panties and inside her. This did not go on for a particularly long time, but it was pretty hot. I know there was some more petting to be had in the store, but it was getting on in time, and we left shortly thereafter.
We spoke about when we could get together the next time, and drove into the parking lot at the restraint where we met earlier. We began talking about this, that and the other, all the while positioning ourselves for some intense petting. As we got into it, if she had a bra on, I am pretty sure it came off quickly and then her panties and then her dress was raised at least to her waist. In short, had anyone wandered by the car, I am quite sure they would have gotten a nice show. Mimi has always kept a nicely coiffed pussy and she was quite wet during our time in the car.
Unfortunately the time together ended, but I was quite sure that we had hit it off, and I looked forward to our next date, which occurred only several days later. That is another story. But I must highly recommend the bookstore. It is always a place for all kinds of interesting fun. You never know when you might see a nice bare pussy staring at you discreetly while the owner is sitting in a chair at the bookstore turning up the sexual heat for her b/f or husband.
posted by Just Call Me Jay at 11:33 AM
1 Comments:
It was heavy petting... Not sex... That came later, not much later, but later than the heavy petting! Love you!
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