Love is in the air

Brian thankfully played the radio while he drove so you didn't have to worry about making conversation. If you tried you probably couldn't hide your nervousness. Tonight would change things between the two of you whether it was for good or ill. You would either go on be dating or you would be just a one night stand. A silly story he one day told the real women in his life about, or not. You **** the thoughts from your head, brian was not like that. In all the time you knew him you never saw him having one night stands or saw random women leaving his room. If that was true, what would tonight mean for the both of you? Would you become boyfriend and girlfriend? Would you actually date? Is that something you yourself were ready for? Would he meet your parents? The thought sent a cold chill down your spine.

You were lost in thought when you felt the car pull to a stop. You barely even noticed brian stepped out of the car and walked over to your door. "Ready?" Brian's firm but gentle voice called down to you as he offered you his hand. The stars twinkled behind him, his handsome smiling face beamed down at you from the reflected moonlight.

"Ready." you took his hand and allowed him to help you out of the car. You tried to remember the way Karen told you how to walk, shoulders back and head high. You asked her about swaying your hips but she told you that comes naturally with walking like this, exaggerated hip movements were a great way to get noticed by the people you don't want to notice you.

You walked up the red velvet carpeted runway leading to the door and see the sign "Le grand manoir" it read, "Brian no!" you quietly chided him, le grand manoir was probably the most expensive restaurant in town. They offered fine french food and live music with its very own dance floor. You had always wanted to find a girl to take because it gave you an excuse to dance but you could never find anyone willing to go with you.

"I know how much you love to dance and thought that a pretty girl like you deserves a special evening." You blushed and squeezed his hand in yours "At least let me pay." you told him.

"Nonsense. The man pays for dinner where I come from." You blushed even harder, which you didn't think was even possible. Would he ever not make you feel this way?

A large man standing in the front entrance took brian's keys and opened the door for you both "Madame." He tipped his hat to you as you passed. Your heart skipped a beat every time someone called you miss, it told you you were truly doing what's right. You were guided to your table by a tall thin man with a french accent you were positive was fake but you're not sure since you can't say you've ever heard a real french accent. He handed the both of you an incomprehensible wine list. You had no idea what you were looking at but you heard brian speak up "we'll have a bottle of Cru Bourgeois Bordeaux please."

The man clacked his shoes together "A fine choice sir." and shuffled off with the wine menus tucked under his arm.

Brian reached his hand across the candlelit table and took your hand in his. Your entire bottle tingled. He rubbed his thumb across the back of your hand. He must know what that does to you. You closed your legs tighter trying to keep yourself calm, you were in public after all. After a minute the man came back carrying a bottle of wine. He poured a tiny bit into brian's glass which he took a quick sip of. "It's good." He informed the waiter.

"Excellent sir." the man poured brian some more wine and then yourself. You took your first small sip, it tasted delicious, much better than the last time you drank with brian.

"You have a great taste in wine." you smiled at him.

"It's just something I picked up." you smiled taking another sip of wine, he could be so modest sometimes.

"I hope I don't end up as bad as I did with the scotch."

"I don't know, without it maybe we wouldn't be here." He smiles at you as he stood. "Would the lady care to dance?" You took his hand again and he guided you to the dance floor. The band began their new song slowly and gently. "You look beautiful tonight by the way." he said as he placed his hand on your back.

"Thank you, you look very handsome yourself. Though I like you in your football uniform better." You turned your head away, apparently the wine had loosened your lips, though not as much as the scotch had.

"Really? I couldn't tell the way you came to every practice." You glided around the dance floor your dress twirling with you. Dancing the part of the woman was confusing at first but you got the hang of it quickly. Dancing in wedged heels was another challenge but the crash course karen gave you certainly helped. You felt so safe and secure in his arms as he spun you around the dance floor. Brian twirled you out and pulled you back into his arms where he dipped you as the music came to an end. He leaned down and kissed you right in front of everyone.

Brian guided you back to your seat, and you continued dinner as normal. You talked while you ate your salmon as brian ate his steak. "You are full of surprises, where did you learn to dance?" you asked

"Well actually I learned from my mother, she always loved dancing. You two would get along great." You felt your cheeks burn again. "And when I had to learn for football it was a happy coincidence I was already my mom's dance partner. Most people don't realize it helps you out on the field. kinesthetic awareness is very important when you gotta dodge a three-hundred and fifty-pound lineman it helps to be light on your feet. " he continued, You talked about his family, his mom and his little brother they sounded really nice. You tried to steer the conversation away from your own family. Brian to his credit took the hint and moved the conversation onward to school.

"I don't really know what I'm going to do after school. I like dancing, not that this is a dance school though, I mostly came here to appease my dad." You grimaced picturing your dad standing outside your dorm room probably still waiting. "What about you?" You finally asked

"I enjoy football, maybe I'll go pro if I'm lucky. Get a ranch for in the offseason, raise some cows, horses." You smile, it did sound nice, your mind flashed to brian riding up to you on horseback and shirtless, his tanned muscles glistening in the setting sun as he climbed down off of the horse and swept you up in his arms. He went into further detail about his plans but you barely heard until finally

"Ready?" he asked, you realized that dinner was over.

You rested your head on brian's shoulder as you rode in the car to the rest of your date. You lost yourself in the soft music playing in the car. Thankfully brian didn't seem big on talking while driving, you doubt you would have heard anything he said. Your mind kept flashing between the cowboy Brian fantasy and being Brian's personal cheerleader in the locker room after the game. Helping him take off his gear after the game, leading him into the shower to wash his worn and tired muscles like a gladiator after the fight.

The car pulls to a stop and you find yourself at a very beautiful hotel. In the lobby, you wonder if everyone knew why you were there, a girl in a pretty dress with a handsome man? Of course, they knew, they had to with the way you were hanging off of him. You held his hand tighter as the man at the counter handed him the keycard. You could swear brian was dragging you to the elevator faster than you could keep up. Before the elevator doors even closed brian lifted you up and pinned you into the wall and began kissing you. His hand roamed all over your body, to your ass to your chest, his lips were against yours sent your head into a tailspin. The wine, the dancing, the kissing, it was too much for you. You moaned into him as you kissed him back and wrapped your legs around his waist. You frantically pull at his belt your nervous fingers shaking as you unbuckle the leather belt.

The elevator doors opened and an elderly woman and her husband stepped onto the elevator. And brian lets you drop to your feet and trying to hide among other things, his laughter.

The rest of the ride was in grueling silence even though it was a few seconds it felt like an eternity. You could swear the old man was checking you out as you stepped off the elevator. The two of you finally broke out into laughter as you practically ran to your room. Once inside brian picked you up and kissed you. Then playfully tossed you onto the king-sized bed eliciting another fit of giggles from you. Brian stood before you busying himself by taking off his coat and tossing it off the floor. You reached out and finished taking off his belt. Brian's pant's dropped and for the first time, you could see the bulge you've dreamt of for so long. You were drooling with anticipation as you reached out to touch it. Your delicate fingers shook as they touched the massive bulge strained behind his underwear. You swallowed hard and slowly inched them down. His cock sprang free from revealing it's frightening size. At a guess, you imagined it was at least eleven inches long and maybe more than three inches around. You were more than a little frightened when you looked up at brian. "We can go as slow as you like," he told you