I think my best date ever was my first night out with Stromba, I was 17 and he was 20. We'd been friends for over a year but I broke the ice and told him my feelings for him had gone farther than just friendship. That weekend we went out on our first date.
It was a cold late February Friday night in NYC. We worked downtown, so after work we stopped off at our favorite bar for something to eat and a few drinks then caught a cab to go to a club. The line was long and it was insanely cold out. We waited for about half an hour and then decided to head closer to home. I can still remember our first kisses and thinking how wonderfully full his lips were and how the heat radiated off his body as my hands slid under his coat and around his back. I wanted him so bad. For a year I'd watched him play the keyboard and knew that this guy who's fingers could create such beautiful music on an instrument would certainly do wonderful things to my body.
As we were riding back he asked me what I wanted to do. I said I wanted to do anything he wanted to do. We wound up at a hotel and made mad passionate love for hours. I remember the very first round was so rushed and intense, I managed to get my shoes and stockings off, but my dress was just hiked up over my hips, similarly, his pants and shoes were off but his shirt was still on, half unbuttoned. Later we fully undressed and started to learn eachothers bodies inch by inch. It was amazing and better than all of my fantasies.
It was a cold late February Friday night in NYC. We worked downtown, so after work we stopped off at our favorite bar for something to eat and a few drinks then caught a cab to go to a club. The line was long and it was insanely cold out. We waited for about half an hour and then decided to head closer to home. I can still remember our first kisses and thinking how wonderfully full his lips were and how the heat radiated off his body as my hands slid under his coat and around his back. I wanted him so bad. For a year I'd watched him play the keyboard and knew that this guy who's fingers could create such beautiful music on an instrument would certainly do wonderful things to my body.
As we were riding back he asked me what I wanted to do. I said I wanted to do anything he wanted to do. We wound up at a hotel and made mad passionate love for hours. I remember the very first round was so rushed and intense, I managed to get my shoes and stockings off, but my dress was just hiked up over my hips, similarly, his pants and shoes were off but his shirt was still on, half unbuttoned. Later we fully undressed and started to learn eachothers bodies inch by inch. It was amazing and better than all of my fantasies.
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