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It was a long trip to Newcastle but he hopes it will be worth it. Sat in the bar in his light
coloured trousers, stylish brogue shoes and jacket over a crisp white shirt, he sits nervously waiting for his Goddess to appear.
He recognises her instantly, she stands out from the crowd. She could have come from
a wedding or a day at the races. Stunning light floaty summer dress, tan coloured stockings (he
hopes!) lead down to beautiful nude coloured heels. Her make up immaculate and hair tied up,
she looks amazing. She catches his eye with a nervous smile. He comes over and politely and
gently kisses her cheek. “Hello! You look amazing”
They sit together in the comfy sofa in the corner of the bar, chatting easily and flirting.
Her hand rests casually on his firm muscular thigh and he gently caresses it with his. Occasionally
when she laughs her dress opens slightly to show a hint of cleavage and the white lace of her
underwear. His hand gently moves to her thigh, her dress riding up ever so slightly, giving the
first flash of stocking top. He momentarily feels himself harden, this is going to be an amazing
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Her body is becoming her traitor, she wants to play this date cool, but it's not happening
here. When he talks to her she can see the look of desire to explore her mouth. To feel his hands pulling her deeper into his kiss. She nods at his words,
smiling at him, moving herself closer to him. Her hand rubbing his thigh as the crowded room
around them suddenly seems empty and there is only him and her there. She tries to take her
control back and tells him she is just going to the bathroom. She needs to calm down, to
understand why he makes her feel this way from just a simple drink and a chat. This is not her
norm she is strong and it's her way always - she calls the shots not some guy she's just me. She
calms herself and decides that when she goes back she'll be back to her usual spoilt, selfish self -
he's just a bloke she thinks. Looking at herself in the mirror she knows she's the boss here. his eyes. This makes her nipples
hard through her white lace bra. She is embarrassed by how he is making her feel. Her mind
racing, not really listening to his words she just wants those lips of his on hers, wanting his tongue to explore her mouth. To feel his hands pulling her deeper into his kiss. She nods at his words,
smiling at him, moving herself closer to him. Her hand rubbing his thigh as the crowded room
around them suddenly seems empty and there is only him and her there. She tries to take her
control back and tells him she is just going to the bathroom. She needs to calm down, to
understand why he makes her feel this way from just a simple drink and a chat. This is not her
norm she is strong and it's her way always - she calls the shots not some guy she's just me. She
calms herself and decides that when she goes back she'll be back to her usual spoilt, selfish self -
he's just a bloke she thinks. Looking at herself in the mirror she knows she's the boss here.
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