And it goes pretty well.

Vixxen said goodbye to Mason and took out her phone to call a cab when the club closed. Mason asked if she was calling a cab, and when she said yes he offered to drive her.

Vixxen said yes, but suggested they grab a bite to eat first. She wasn't the trusting sort, but she thought she could trust this guy as much as some random cab driver. They had been dancing for a while, and Vixxen did not usually eat club food. Way too fatty and way too many calories.

They went to a very nice Italian restaurant with late hours and closed that place as well, enjoying wine and a nice Italian meal. The light in the club was poor, and he thought Vixxen was attractive, but in the good light of the restaurant, Mason was surprised. This young woman was as beautiful as anyone he had ever seen.

Vixxen had beautiful eyes, exotic facial features, a warm smile, and the best body he had ever seen tucked in an unforgiving tight and revealing dress.

Her shoulder muscles had good definition, her legs were toned and defined, and her ass was amazing. It was big and round but also appeared to be tight and toned. Never mind her breasts, that he was trying to keep his eyes off of while they talked. They looked like they would burst out of her tight dress, with her lean and muscular build he wondered if she was using a push-up bra.

Vixxen knew he was looking, and she didn’t mind, he wasn’t being a creep about it. She teased as they talked, occasionally pushing her breasts together as they dined.

Vixxen was careful what she ate, and when Mason had dessert Vixxen declined. He didn't push it, knowing how women could be about calories and seeing that Vixxen obviously took her fitness seriously. He lifted weights sometimes and rode a bike, he wasn't worried about it.

When Mason finally drove Vixxen home, he mentioned that he liked her home. "Are you renting?" Mason asked. It was in a decent neighborhood, and while on the small side was a decent house for a younger person.

"No, I am buying it." Vixxen replied, "All mine in thirty years I guess."

Mason then voiced his approval, telling Vixxen it was good to see she owned at such a young age. Beautiful, young, amazingly beautiful, and a good dancer? This woman continued to surprise him.

They went in through her garage, and he saw a nice little late model BMW sitting there, she must be doing well for herself he thought. It looked new, or very close to it. It was a convertible, waste of money in Texas he thought.

She invited him in, and the tour of the house lasted until basically the entryway. She put her bag and keys on a hook and turned, and he had not expected her to stop and was very close to her.

Vixxen was not short, she was 5'10", and was wearing 2.5" dancing heels, so stood just over 6 feet tall in them. However, she was looking up to him. He had to be 6'4" at least.

Mason had admired her form for the entire night, and looking down into her beautiful eyes, and into her very sexy cleavage, he hesitated. The two of them stood there for a full minute, just looking into each other's eyes.

Mason didn't know what to say, he just enjoyed the view without any words. Vixxen moved in closer and got very close to him, and angled her face up to him, and reached her lips out to his, in a gentle kiss. Her lips tasted great, quite amazing really. It was a quick and gentle kiss, but Mason wanted it to last forever.

Vixxen's breasts were touching him now, his dick was getting hard and he wanted nothing more than to have his hands on her right in that moment.

However gentlemen do not behave in that way, so he restrained himself. But it was all he could do, she lit a fire deep inside of him, just just a peck on the lips.

Mason pulled back a bit and exhaled visibly. "Wow Vixxen, I don't date much, and I am not very good at it," Mason said, a bit nervously. "But my god you are beautiful."

Vixxen smiled and answered, "You are not too bad looking yourself, Mason, I have had a really good time tonight." She said this with her lips very close to his, and then stepped back and turned to head into her kitchen.

"Can I get you something to drink?" Vixxen asked Mason, heading out of sight into what he assumed was her kitchen. "I don't have much, wine really. And I guess juice, or I could make a smoothie for you.”

"I am not thirsty Vixxen, but thanks." He said as he came into the kitchen, where Vixxen had a bottle of wine and a wine glass in her hands. "I do not drink very often if I am honest."

"This is a nice place, very good for your age. I didn't buy my first house until about six years ago. Tough housing market we are in anyway." Mason didn't want to bore her, so he didn't get into the market problems that he knew were coming. "When did you get this place Vixxen?"

"A couple of months ago, I just about got everything unpacked," Vixxen answered him.