Head to the restaurant

"Are you ready?" you ask. Since you've got plans to go out, and because she looks so stunning that you want to show her off, you decide to head out.

"Yep, I'm ready," she answers. You almost detect a hint of disappointment in her voice as if she was also thinking about staying in. She steps out of the door and pulls it shut. You take her hand and lead her to your car. Her skin is so soft that it drives you wild.

You head down to the waterfront and a favorite restaurant of yours. They have your reservation and you are quickly seated. Before long you're laughing like old friends as you drink wine and eat.

You can't help but notice the stares that she is getting. Her stunning dress is attracting the attention of every man in the restaurant. It makes you feel both excited to be with such a beautiful woman and jealous of all the other men looking at her.

Somewhere into your second bottle of wine you start to feel something rubbing against your leg under the table. You look into her eyes and can seem them smiling at you. Her foot slowly slides up your leg and into your lap. She starts rubbing her foot against your crotch, causing you to quickly stiffen.

"Maybe we should get out of here," you suggest.

She nods in agreement. You quickly pay the check and both head for the door, stumbling as you go. You both stop in the parking lot.

"I think you're too drunk to drive," she says. She is clinging to you and you love the way it feels to have her body pressed against yours. You also think that if she let go she wouldn't be able to stand up.

"You too," you say.

"It's a beautiful night," she says. "Let's take a walk first."

You turn and lead her to the boardwalk that runs down the beach. You laugh and talk as you stumble along. Before long you come to a pier that stretches far out into the water. A small carnival is set up at the end of the pier.

"Take me on a ride," she begs, tugging at your arm.

"Ok, slow down," you say as she pulls you along.

"I love the Tilt-a-Whirl," she says when you get to the carnival. You stop at a booth and buy some tickets. The two of you get in line and stumble into a seat. The rides starts and you spin around to pounding music. She laughs as clings to you, screaming to go faster. You happily oblige.

When the ride stops she becomes suddenly quiet. You get off the ride and hold her hand.

"Are you alright?" you ask.

"Um," she takes a long pause. "Come with me."

She leads you back down the pier to a staircase that leads down to the sand. You follow her, descending into the darkness below the pier. When your feet hi the sand she drags you under the pier. She stops and presses her body tightly against yours. You feel her hand between your bodies, rubbing your dick.

You lean in close to kiss her and she turns her head suddenly and vomits. You do your best to hold back her hair. When she finishes she's too embarrassed to even look at you. She asks you to take her home and you do.

She slips into her apartment quickly with barely a goodbye. The next day she won't take your calls and you wonder if you'll ever see her again.

Guess you should have stayed in instead.