Betsy wanted to yell, ‘I want you!’ Her innate shyness kept her from saying it, but the thought was filling her head, making her heart pound and h...r body ache. Doug ordered dinner and they began talking, both at once, feelings spilling from their hearts and souls. They ate sporadically, feeding each other, forgetting to eat for long minutes as they gazed at each other. Her eyes couldn’t move from his lips, and she wondered how he would taste now, with a tiny drop of salsa there. She couldn’t. "Hi, Debby, this is Craig, remember me?"Well, I was alone, away from others, so I jokingly answered, "Um, you must be the guy I jacked-off in the back seat of my car the other night, right?"Laughing, he said, "Yeah, I do remember that, yes," and we chatted for a few minutes. He asked me if I could meet him for a drink after work on Thursday and I agreed, the date was set. Luckily, Brian was traveling until Friday night so I would need no excuses.For the next two days, I cycled between guilt at. I then went down and got some ice for the champagne, I place two wine glasses by the champagne that had our names on them, that I had specially made for us. I then took the extra dozen of roses I had and took the petals off and placed some on the edge of the jacuzzi and some on the night stand and dresser and then spread them all over the bed. I put a gifted wrapped box in the drawer of the night stand and closed the drawer. Then I put a bottle of baby oil on the night stand also. I then walked. I kept my hands on her ass, holding her to me. Our tongues met, explored, tasting, testing. My now hard cock trapped between us, she broke our kiss to lean back, sliding down to free my cock, then standing to slide my shorts down, exposing my thick, hard cock. She inhaled sharply."I wasn't sure if it was as big as it seemed in your bike shorts. I've never held one like this. Jeff is kind of small, but wow."I was beyond caring about Jeff as Linda caressed my cock, feeling it's length, her hands.