I held every door for her, allowed her to decide onevery activity during the date, I gave in to her every whim. Soit was with surprise when I noticed ...er becoming cooler andcooler to me as the night progressed, so you can imagine mysurprise when she informed me that we would be heading back toher place.When we reached her home in a remote part of the county, shesmiled an odd sort of smile and told me to call in sick to workfor the next three days. When I started to protest, she purredin my ear. .Before bed we sit in the bar room while drinking and discussing school. As I begin to thank you again, you hush me..your mouth speaking no words. Your hand, no gestures. Just the rise of your eyebrow and quirky smirk on your face. As we laugh and talk, we both dig. Hoping to touch topic that would spark the flame.In sarcasm, I comment your choice of a sleeping garment and after a laugh, you respond, I would have been more prepared if you were in my bedroom, and not my basement....the awkward. I had never been licked and kissed down there like that. She nibbled my clitoris and licked my vagina like no one has ever done, lingering around just the right spots. I hoped I was doing the same. From the sound of her plaintive moans, I guess I must have been doing something right. It was so good. I’ve been told I have a sweet pussy and at long last, I was able to share her with the girl of my dreams. We changed positions, enjoying a wonderfully sloppy kiss on the way. Sarah looked at me. My heart beat just as fast this time as it did the first time he kissed me. “I forgot to tell you how sexy you look in this,” he informed me, holding me back slightly to examine my breasts. “It was Mommy’s,” I told him, hanging my head down. “I know,” he smiled, running his hands down the sides of the silky fabric. “But you want to know something?” “What?” I asked him, looking back up and locking eyes with him. “She never once wore it,” he informed me. For a moment, my heart sank. I had.