I could tell she felt my eyes lingering over her body as we chatted. Dinner was good, the wine flowed freely and the conversation was animated, intere...ting and with a few sexual innuendos but I wanted to get more personal. I felt she was being reserved but I craved more.After dinner, we walked hand in hand enjoying the cool evening air and then I saw a classy looking lingerie shop. “Let's look in here,” I said as I tugged on her hand.“Really?” she hesitantly replied.“Sure, it will be fun. Don’t. Went to the bar got a beer and a few shots. Downed the shots and took the beers to the seating area. After a few minutes i seen her on the dance floor so finished my beer And decided to head to the floor she had guys all around her but she wasn't paying then much attention so i decided to try my luck but getting over to her was a bigger problem then i figured. But then she looked in my direction and smiled she left the floor and gestured me to follow i did. As soon as i got close to she she. Donna's research says that they want to be proud to be seen with their boyfriend." You know, those guys on GQ—and I mean even Adam—always look aloof and almost disdainful. I don't want to give that impression," I said. "Women should be able to look at their boyfriends and not just say he's pretty as a picture. The pride in the guy has to go deeper than that." That's your job," Chuck said. "What Frankie's talking about is simply good grooming and sharp clothes. You can't go with the same look. First our lips met, then our lips entangled, then our tongues met, and then our tongues entwined. That kiss was a beautiful kiss. The experience I had gained and the experience she possessed, culminated in a kiss for the ages. It was sweet, it was delicious, and above all it was intoxicating. I mean literally intoxicating. I felt myself getting high on my mother’s kisses.Once she had her fill and she paused to take a break from our smooching, I moved lower and held my face between her breasts..