"Could you suck my dick?"

No point beating around the bush I figure.

After a few minutes my phone pings again.

"I got the house to myself tonight, so come over for dinner and we'll see how it goes."

I text back that this sounds great, and she texts me her address and tells me to be there at 7pm.

I got a few hours, so I head to the library to study for a bit, although I struggle to concentrate. Then back to my dorm room to shower and change into some nice clothes, and I drive to Millie's house. At 7pm exactly I am ringing her door bell.

Millie opens the door dressed in a silver dress that is very tight fitting. It is not so short that it is slutty, it goes about two thirds of the way to her knees. Underneath it she is wearing black stockings, and a pair of silver high heels.

The dress is strapless and very tight fitting, and almost the entire top half of her big tits are visible, pressing against the dress as well as each other. She is very well made up, and wearing light purple lip stick.

I have dressed up for the evening, but I definitely feel underdressed compared to how glamorous looking Millie looks.

She gives me a big smile, says hello, then leads me to the dining room where she has set the table beautifully with lit candles.

We take a seat, and she serves an excellent ceviche for appetiser. "Wov, big tits and she knows how to cook!" I think to myself.

Ceviche is followed by filet mignon, and then sorbet for desert. Throughout dinner we have a really nice conversation, making me almost feel like a full grown up. I mean, she is twice my age and there we are talking like equals.

After dinner Millie leads me into the lounge and dims the lights, there are two sofas, but she does not sit next to me, instead her and her big tits are on the sofa across from where I am sitting.

Our conversation has continued effortlessly up until this point, but then Millie goes quiet, looks me intently in the eyes, and says: "What now?"