A memorable first date

A week has transpired since the relationship between Rachel and yourself has changed from housemates to lovers. Every day has been an absolute pleasure to say the least, for the two of you have developed a very active sex life, to put it mildly. Every time Rachel and yourself get home from work, you see that her smile possesses a loving and lusty quality to it when she sees you, and almost certainly it leads to a round of mad passionate love making. You've both taken the time to try out quite a number of toys with each other. Though you still haven't fully explored some of the more **** options in the box of toys, but both of you are confident that you'll eventually come around to the idea.

Tonight though, you're both doing something different together. You're going out for your first official date as a couple. You've both made an effort to look your absolute best for each other. amount of leg on display. For your part you are wearing a new brand new black shirt with white buttons to go with matching trousers, and freshly buffed shoes with your hair slicked back and styled. Meanwhile Rachel has chosen a stylish black dress which accentuates her spectacular breasts, and shows of her luscious long legs. Completing her outfit are a pair of black high heels that almost brings her up to your height. In short she looks absolutely stunning, and even after this time you can still barely believe that she is your girlfriend.

"Ready, babe?" Rachel calls out, stepping out of her bedroom with her black clutch bag in hand. "The taxi has just up pulled outside".

"Yeah, I'm ready." You reply from the hallway, trying to hide your awestruck expression behind the sleeve of your shirt as you watch Rachel descend the stairs in her classy dress. Your girlfriend on the other hand seems to have no trouble in remaining straight faced and with a cool head as you lock the front door and head out to meet the waiting

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As the two of you settle into your seats and the driver pulls away, you can't help but reach out for Rachel's hand and entwine your fingers with hers. Rachel smiles happily at your gesture, but you can't help but notice that there is a slight nervous edge to her smile. She turns to face you and gives your hand a gentle squeeze, but she doesn't say anything.

](http://taxi.As)"It's okay, baby." You say after a few moments of silence. "If you want to tell me what's on your mind, I'm happy to listen."

Rachel bites her lip before smiling apologetically at you. "I got a text from Katie just now. It was kind of short and cryptic, but she said that she wants to see me tomorrow. She also mentioned that it was important, so I'm concerned about what it's about. I don't want to ruin our evening together, but at the same time, I'm curious as to what it's about".

"Sure, that's fine. It'll be good to finally meet her. What do you think it's about?"

"I don't know. We had a little falling out a while back, and haven't seen each for quite a while, and she texts me out of the blue that she urgently needs to see me, so I'm a little nervous. There is also something I need to tell you about Katie and I". Rachel states, her beautiful eyes suddenly filled with worry.

"Alright, we're here!" The taxi driver announces, as he brings the taxi to a stop. "Hope you have a nice night!"

"Thanks!" Rachel calls back to the driver, before opening her door and stepping out of the vehicle, and you follow suit, though you notice that she has left her clutch on the seat, which you gather, and leave the taxi after paying the driver.

"It's a gorgeous night, isn't it?" Rachel observes as she links arms with you and walks alongside you. "We should do this more often."

"Definitely." You reply with a smile of your own as the two of you head towards the restaurant that the two of you are going to dine at.

You can't help but wonder what Katie's message was about, but it's not worth spoiling the evening for, so you're happy to leave that problem until Rachel is ready to explain as you lead her to the restaurant that you've booked a table at.

"John, are we eating here?" Rachel asks, upon noticing where you're leading the pair of you to. You nod in reply, pleased with her surprised reaction."This is swankiest place in town. How have you got a reservation on such short notice?"

"I know the owner through some business consultation meetings we had at work." You reply. "I popped in to see him earlier in the week, and he was more than happy to help out, and get us a table. Shall we go inside?"

Rachel flashes one of her dazzling smiles your way, as you approach the restaurant, which is called 'Le Comptoir'. "Lead the way, stud!"

"Ah hello, Mr John, sir. How are you doing?" The owner asks warmly in heavily accented English upon noticing you entering the restaurant.

"Very good Francesco, thank you". You reply, and accept his offered hand. After a very vigorous handshake which turned into a hug, you look around the packed restaurant, and take it the luxurious surroundings. "Looks like business is good Francesco. Thanks again for getting me a table at short notice."

"Yes, business is very good. No problem John, anything for you! Luckily I had a cancellation." Francesco replies exuberantly, before switching his gaze to your companion. "Who is this lovely creature?" He asks, his voice dropping into a low friendly tone, and offering his hand.

"Rachel." Your girlfriend replies with a smile, offering her hand in return. Rachel's smile widens when Francesco takes her delicate hand in his, and kisses it gently.

"Charmed". He says in that annoyingly sexy Italian accent. "Francesco is my name, and welcome to my abode! Have you been here before?"

"Well, you're in for a treat!" Francesco promises, after Rachel shakes her head. He indicates to a young waiter. "Emanuella will be your waiter tonight. Please follow her to your table."

Rachel thanks him, and follows the waitress to your table. However you pause, and regard the owner. "Do you still have the box?" You enquire.

Francesco smiles, and indicates to his desk. "Of course I have, John!" He replies. "I'll bring it to your table after you have finished your main meal, along with two glasses of champagne on the house."

"You don't have to do that..." You begin before Francesco cuts you off.

"Nonsense, my boy". He interrupts you. "You saved me a lot of money during those consultations. It's the very least I can do! I just wish you didn't leave it all these months before coming in. Your lady seems like a delight". He comments.

You feel your cheeks warming slightly. "Indeed, she is." You reply before giving the man another handshake, and making your way to your table.

"You're up to something John, aren't you?" Rachel says once you take your seat opposite her, whom had been marvelling at the luxurious decor while you'd been speaking to the owner.

"Me? Never!" You exclaim, picking up the menu in front of you, and trying to act innocent.

"Come on John." Rachel presses. "I saw you talking with Francesco, and shaking his hand. What are you up to?"

Luckily her interrogation is put on hold by the return of the waitress, carrying a tray of drinks. "One white wine for the lady, and one Peroni for yourself, sir. Courtesy of the house. Do you need any more time with deciding on starters?" Emanuella asks.

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"How are you enjoying your lamb shank, Rachel?" You ask, halfway through your main course. Both of you had ordered smoked salmon for your starters, and enjoyed it immensely. For your main meal you went for a steak, while she opted for the lamb. The pair of you sat there making chit chat, and taking in the wonderful surroundings around you. It was wonderful just spending time getting to know more about your new girlfriend in a lovely venue. Ever since Rachel had moved in you'd entertained the notion of going on a romantic date with her, and now that it has finally come to pass it's even more enjoyable than you'd ever hoped it would be.

"Yeah, it's wonderful John. The lamb is so tender. Do you want a piece?" Rachel asks, offering up her fork to you.

"If you don't mind. Put a piece aside on your plate for me will you, please?" You say in reply.

"If I keep it on my plate, it's not likely to stay there very long!" Rachel declares with one of her dazzling smile, and takes a small sip of her wine.

You can't help but chuckle at your girlfriend's quip, and her infectious smile. "Well, that's true. I can always buy you another if you lose the first, I suppose."

Rachel smiles even wider at you, as she bites her lip playfully, and shakes her head. "I doubt it will come to that." She replies, her tone a mixture of seriousness and teasing. Rachel's face suddenly drops slightly, and you immediately become worried.

"Everything alright?" You ask, reaching over and placing a comforting hand on hers.

Rachel offers you a weak smile in return. "Yeah. I was just thinking about Katie." She confesses.

"What about her?" You ask, slightly confused as to what's troubling your girlfriend, recalling the nervous expression that she wore back at home just before the taxi turned up.

"I've been thinking a lot about her message. Katie is just one of my oldest friends. We're constantly messaging, but it's been a few months since we last saw each other as we had a bit falling out, and the day after I texted her telling her that I have a boyfriend she messages that she urgently needs to see now see me".

Rachel explains, pausing for a moment before continuing. "I don't know how to say this, but..."

"Take your time." You say softly. "Whatever it is, it's alright."

Rachel takes a deep breath. "It's just that..."

You can see the turmoil in Rachel's eyes. Your heart aches to see your girlfriend in such distress, but you're powerless to do anything right now but listen to her.

Rachel takes another deep breath, and you can see that her hands are trembling slightly. "Katie and I were together for two years..... as in romantically . Rachel finally manages to get out, her eyes focused on her glass of wine, as if it the most fascinating object in the world. "We met in high school, and became inseparable shortly after. We were just friends for quite some time, but there was some undeniable chemistry between us, and on one day things to another, and we were in bed together".

You sit there quietly listening to Rachel speak, unsure as to how you feel about hearing your new lover talk about her previous relationship. As Rachel continues talking though, your confusion deepens as she tells you that the two of them dated for two years, and even moved in together, but when she said that Katie had moved out and ended their relationship, Rachel was being rather vague about what exactly had caused the falling out between them, "So, that's why I've been nervous. I didn't want to say anything in case you thought less of me." Rachel says.

"Less of you? Why would you think that?" You ask.

Rachel looks at you and gives you a sad smile. "I know I'm being silly, but you might think that I'm still hung up on her, that I would cheat on you with her, or that I'm hiding something from you. I just don't want you to think less of me."

"Honey, I would never think any less of you." You say softly, as you place your hand on Rachel's. "I love you so much, and trust to completely. If Katie has a problem with your love life, then that's her problem. She may not like it, but if she's truly your friend then she should be happy for you, and not try to harm our relationship. Either way it won't affect the way that I think of you."

Rachel smiles in reply, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, as she reaches out with her right hand, and slips it inside one of your far larger appendages.

"Thank you, my love. It means a lot. You truly are the best."

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"So how did you enjoy your meal?" The waitress asks as she picks up the empty plates.

"It was wonderful, thank you." Rachel replies. "I really loved it!"

"I'll give the chef your compliments then!" Francesco says, appearing out of nowhere with a tray holding two glasses of champagne , and a very familiar gift wrapped box. "For you." He announces, placing a glass in front of both of you, before placing the box in front of Rachel. "It's diamonds, no?!" He asks with a laugh, before turning to leave. "Oh, I hope that you try our desserts. Our cheesecake is famous around here!" He adds before leaving the two of you alone.

"I knew you were up to something, John." Rachel says, regarding the box with a smile.

"Busted." You exclaim, with a wink. "Aren't you going to open it?" You ask, after she makes no move to do so.

Your girlfriend smiles lovingly at you. "You really are the best." She says, before removing the wrapping paper. She takes a deep breath before taking off the lid of the box, and looking inside. The expression on her face is absolutely priceless.

"John...." You can see Rachel’s cheeks glowing as she closes the box again and takes a look around as if to make sure that no one else spotted its contents. She looks embarrassed, delighted and surprised all at once, which was pretty much the reaction you were going for.

“So do you like them?” You ask, with a sly smile.

“Of course I like them!” Rachel replies, with no small amount of enthusiasm, before her lips form a naughty smile, “I guess I didn't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't those…”

“I saw the first at a store in the mall, and when browsing online I figured that the other would be a handy addition to your toy box!" You explain as Rachel taps her slender fingers against the box.

“Oh, I’m sure it will,” Rachel’s smile widens before it’s her time to look sly, “It’s just a shame that I can’t pull it out to get a better look at it.”

“Nah, maybe this isn’t the right place for that,” You say in agreement, “Just so you know, the bathrooms here are pretty roomy.”

“And it’s one of my favourite colours too,” Rachel looks down at the box before grabbing hold of it as she meets your gaze, “You know what, honey, I think I need to go to the bathroom.”

“Be sure to bring your phone,” your advice causes Rachel to shot you a quizzical look, but you keep mum and she doesn’t press the matter, instead slinging her purse over her shoulder before getting to her feet, box in one hand.

“Thanks for the lovely gift, stud,” the last word is almost a whisper as Rachel leans down to kiss you while you remain seated, your lips meeting in a tender kiss and her free hand softly caressing your shirt clad chest.

“You’re welcome...." You smile back and whisper “....my naughty little slut,” in her ear, making Rachel gasp with excitement before she sets off for the bathroom.

After placing your phone on the table and leaving it on mute, you spend the next couple of minutes relaxing, sipping your champagne and feeling satisfied that Rachel liked her gifts.

You're just about to take out your phone when it lights up, signalling that you have received a message. Glancing at the screen, you see that it's from your girlfriend, so you open the message, noticing that it's accompanied by a photograph.

'Thank you for the lovely necklace, babe! XX' The message reads, accompanied by a picture of Rachel's beautiful smiling face and cleavage as she is standing in front of a mirror, wearing the silver necklace you'd given her earlier in the evening.

'It looks great on you, Rach! XX' You reply, sending the message. As you wait for your girlfriend's reply you see another message arrive on your phone. You read it, and you find yourself smiling as your heart swells with joy.

'Do you know I'm going to thank you when I get you home, Stud? XX' Rachel's texts reads, before another message arrives onto your phone screen. It's another picture of her face, but rather than a loving happy smile the expression that she's wearing is something much less wholesome. In the photo her beautiful face is a picture of lust, with her right hand placed next to cheek which is hollowed, indicating that she's planning to give you a blowjob for the ages, while her tongue sticks out just slightly from the side of her mouth. Her eyes are half-lidded and her left eye is focused on the camera. It's a picture of lust and pure horny desire.

'That's my naughty little slut! I love you! XXX' You reply.

'I love you too, babe! XXXXX' Your girlfriend replies

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After you put your phone away and enjoy the rest of your drink, Rachel soon returns to the table with a very pleased looking expression on her face. She places the box in her purse and sits down.

"Everything alright?" You ask your girlfriend as she looks at you, with a bright smile on her face.

"Oh yes, everything's just fine!" Rachel smiles happily as she picks up her glass of champagne, "The food was excellent and so was the company!"

You can't help but smile back at your beautiful girlfriend as you reach for your own glass of champagne. "Here's to us!" You say, tapping your glass against Rachel's, causing the liquid inside to slosh about a little bit. "I know that I had a wonderful time tonight!"

"Me too," Rachel smiles, before the two of you take a sip of your champagne. "Thank you for tonight, it was just wonderful! You know, this is the nicest first date that I've ever been on, and the evening hasn't even ended yet!" She adds, as her beautiful eyes flash with excitement, and a lusty smile forms on her luscious lips.

You look at the beautiful brunette sitting opposite you, and feel your cock stiffening in response to her excited expression. You bite your lip to keep yourself under control, and feel a sudden rush of excitement flow through your body, as your blood surges to your cock.

"How about we go home after we have dessert? I think that I need to properly thank you for my gifts!" Rachel's tone is a mixture of mischievous and sultry.

"I'd like that very much." You say with a lusty grin of your own, which only gets wider as your girlfriend offers you a dazzling smile of her own.

"Me too." She says in a soft seductive voice, as the two of you finish your glasses of champagne, before the waitress appears to ask whether you would like to order dessert.

"We're ready for dessert!"

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"Alright, lovebirds. We're here!" The taxi driver announces as he brings the car to a stop.

You reluctantly pull away from Rachel's soft lips, ending the long tender kiss to look out the window, and see that the taxi has pulled up outside the house that the pair of you live in. Turning your attention back to Rachel you can see the hunger that lies behind her beautiful eyes.

"Thanks!" Rachel calls out to the taxi driver as she gets out of the vehicle, followed by you doing so as well after paying for the fare with your debit card.

You follow Rachel up to the front door, but before she can reach out and unlock the door, your arms are around her, and you are pulling her into a passionate kiss.

"So, are you going to show me how much you appreciate my gifts now, baby?" You whisper seductively into Rachel's ear, after ending the passionate embrace.

Rachel bites her lower lip at your question, before nodding her head, her beautiful eyes aflame with lust. "Oh, you know it! I'm going to ride you so hard that you won't be able to walk for days!" She promises with a filthy wink, as she pulls out her keys from her clutch bag, and unlocks the front door, while you stand there with an awkward hardon pressing against your trousers, barely unable to restrain the urge to get your hands on your stunning new girlfriend right there out in the open.

A distant, throaty machine made roar could soon be heard in the distance, and it was steadily getting louder. The sounds make Rachel pause just as she was about to enter the house, and you can see her body stiffen up "Oh shit....." She says softly, her voice filled with worry as she turns her head to the area from where the roar was coming from, and you follow her gaze with a curious expression on your face

It isn't long before the source of the noise reveals itself as it flies around a bend, and into view: a black, sleek motorcycle of a type that you are familiar with. The Honda Daytona slows, before turning onto the street. The figure on the bike is wearing all black leathers, and a black helmet, and you swear that the driver is looking directly at your girlfriend through their tinted visor as it parks up in front of your house.

"That's quite a ride you've got there !" You call out approvingly to the masked figure, before beginning to walk towards the parked motorcycle. It is at that moment that you notice that Rachel is unwilling to go to the bike. In fact she looks rather nervous. "Is there something I can help you with?"

The helmeted figure turns their unreadable gaze from Rachel, and fixes it on you "Thanks, but I really need to speak to your girlfriend. It's urgent. Hi Rachel. It's been a long time". The figure on the bike calls out, and reaches with gloved hands to remove the helmet.

The biker's voice is muffled by the helmet, but its unmistakably feminine. Even then it is still a surprise for you when the black helmet is removed that its revealed that the biker is a truly gorgeous blonde. Her long golden hair shimmers and flows down her back like a waterfall, and you can't help but notice that the tight black leather biker outfit betrays the fact that she possesses a tight trim body complete with a pair of breasts that while they cannot hope to rival Rachel's immense set of knockers they are certainly of a very pleasing size and shape.

"Hi....Katie". You couldn't help but notice that your girlfriend's body stiffening further at the sight of the beautiful blonde, whom by saying the word 'Katie' has confirmed that this young woman is indeed Rachel's old lover, which causes a nervous lump in your stomach.

Katie's electric blue eyes dart from Rachel to yourself, and her gaze meets your own. Her eyes widen with recognition and shock moments later, and it is at that point you realise that you've met her before.