A nice quiet dinner

It was 2 a.m., and I wanted to go to Sarah’s. I sat with my hands on the wheel and tried to think of what the best plan would be. I must have sat there thinking for about 15 minutes when I dialed my cell and headed to the apartment. I called Ming to tell her I would arrive shortly and then I called Alexandra.

Alexandra was the owner of an extremely high-class escort service. Over the past years, I had utilized her business services on more than one occasion. The contract was in place for my clients and me to be treated by her employees. They were all very classy and well educated. They also knew how to give and receive sexual pleasure.

Alexandra scolded me because I called so late. I told her about Sarah and said I needed her help. Her ladies were always impeccably clothed both in and out of the bedroom. I trusted her for this task implicitly. I asked her to purchase five very classy and very sexy pieces of lingerie for Sarah. I described Sarah and reminded her that cost was no concern. I asked her to deliver them to the apartment, individually wrapped in cream colored boxes tied with black satin ties. “She’s very lucky young woman, Paul,” Alexandra said before we hung up. I was soon unlocking the door to the apartment and greeted Ming as I headed straight for bed. I was so excited about planning my time with Sarah, but I was exhausted.

I called Sarah first thing in the morning. I told her Rachel was at her grandfather’s. “How soon can I pick you up,” I asked impatiently. She had a study session and then a few errands to run.. She should be at her apartment by 3. “We’ll go out for an early dinner,” I said. She laughed and said, “And maybe we won’t go out at all. Staying in bed sounds pretty good to me.” Oh if she only knew what I had planned!

I made reservations for 5 at a small, secluded restaurant on one of the lakes. We would be able to watch the sunset, and the crowd would be small that time of the day. I arrived at Sarah’s a little after 3. She wasn’t home. It wasn’t long before Sarah came bounding through the door and threw herself into my arms. As we kissed our lips instantly parted, allowing our tongues to move freely in and out of the other. Finally we parted and Sarah looked at me quizzically. “You don’t look dressed for staying in and staying in bed tonight. Is Rachel coming home,” she asked. I explained about our reservations and told her ‘no, Rachel wasn’t coming home tonight.’

She looked worried as she sat down on the sofa. I sat down beside her, and she buried her head in her hands as she spoke. “Do you really think it’s a good idea for us to go out together, especially if Rachel isn’t with us?” We talked a long time before she agreed to go. She stood up and started stripping on her way to the shower. I wanted to say, ’fuck it’ and join her, but knowing what was ahead of us kept me from doing it.

She called out from the bathroom, asking me to find something for her to wear. I found the perfect dress and was pulling it out of the closet as she came into the bedroom. When I saw her naked, again, I could barely keep my hands to myself. “You’re not going to make this easy, are you?” She came to me and rubbed the growing bulge between my legs. “I want you, Paul,” she whispered. I filled my hands with her ass, working her cheeks gently and moaned, “You will have me, Sarah, believe me, but not just yet.” I moved away from her so she could dress.

She took my breath away when she walked out of the bedroom. The dress, what there was of it, fit her like a second skin; it hugged every curve. It was cut incredibly low in the back, exposing her lean back and opening to just above the rise of her ass. The skirt ended just above her knees, accentuating her long, strong legs. The top part draped over her ample breasts and was very low, tempting me with her incredible mounds. You could see their perfection when they jiggled with her every step. She wore tall, strappy shoes and her hair was pulled back tightly in a low chignon. “You look beautiful,” I whispered into her ear as we walked out.

We drank a bottle of wine as we watched the sun go down. The evening air became quite cool and Sarah shivered. I drew her close to me and I could feel her erect nipples rub against me. I draped my jacket over her shoulders and slid my arm around her, but under the jacket. Slowly I inched my fingers under the thin fabric of the top of her dress and reached her sensitive tips. “Ohhhh,” she sighed as I meticulously “played” with her nipples. I was nuzzling her neck and becoming more aggressive with my hands. In fact, one breast was very exposed! We didn’t hear the waiter walk up and were startled when he asked if we wanted to order. I rearranged Sarah’s tit, but it was clear from the look on his face that he was very aware of what was taking place under the jacket and inside ofSarah’s dress. He left the menus and said he’d “give us a few minutes” as he walked away grinning. I cupped Sarah’s breast and shifted it toward the front opening of her dress. With my other hand I eased the fabric to one side until I could fully view her magnificence. She melted into my arm as I bent down and started to draw hard on her breast. “I don’t want you to stop,” she said a little too loudly. I lifted my head and slid her back into place. “Let’s go home, Paul. I want to make love to you,” she whispered, but sounded as if she was begging. I reassured her. “Soon my love, soon. The anticipation makes it that much better,” I said as I squeezed her thigh.

We ate fairly lightly, sharing bites of our meal. Sarah’s hand was insistent on my thigh, creeping closer and closer to my crotch. I stroked the nape of her neck and nibbled at her ear as we finished another bottle of wine. I looked into her lust filled eyes and said, “It’s time to go, don’t you think?” She ran her tongue over her full lips and that was answer enough for me.

It didn’t take Sarah long to realize that we weren’t heading for my house or her apartment. I told her I had a surprise planned for tonight. Suddenly she looked panicked. “Don’t take me to a hotel, Paul. I’d feel so cheap.” I told her that wasn’t what I had in mind at all. Shortly we drove up to the apartment. Raul took my keys as I got out. Mark helped Sarah with the door and then the car was gone. I introduced Sarah to Mark and then showed her into the building. “What are we doing here, Paul? Does someone have an apartment that you’re using?” She looked totally bewildered. I told her I’d explain in a few minutes.

We took the elevator up, and I walked her to the apartment door. "Open it," I said. She slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open. She gasped at it's beauty. I bent down and whispered in her ear, "This is for us, Sarah." She walked cautiously inside, taking everything in. I followed her inside, closing the door behind me.

She threw her arms around me and squealed loudly, “I love you Paul.” I picked her up and twirled her around, relishing the way she felt pressed firmly against me. The doorbell rang, and I glanced at the clock. Alexandra was right on time. I kissed Sarahwhile she was still in mid-air, and Ming answered the door.