The rest of our date goes extremely well, and yes, he did beat me in every game we bowled. He is an excellent bowler, but I found out the reason why he is so good at it. It wasn’t just luck that he won every game, he left out the fact that he played on a league for years. But I tried to give him a run for his money, along with teasing him saying that a real gentleman would have pretended to lose at least one game. From the bowling alley he let me know that we are going to be heading back to our apartment complex so that we can both freshen up and change clothing. I make sure to ask up front what exactly I should wear so that I am prepared and not under or overdressed. He drops me off at my apartment and he looks at the clock and says I will be back to pick you up in 45 minutes. He confirms that I will have enough time to get ready, and I agree that 45 minutes will be more than enough time but let him know that I will leave my door unlocked just in case he arrives before I am ready. I go into my apartment and I am literally feeling like I hit the lottery, this man is too good to be true. I can not believe how well we get along, I also think it is so strange how comfortable I feel with him, considering that this is our first date. I feel so comfortable and at ease with Warren, there are no odd silences between us and I also realize I am not afraid to say something like I normally am. I have this fear of saying the wrong thing, but I don’t have that fear with him. We seem to have a lot in common and thankfully we have the same sense of humor, because I have a slight off colored sense of humor that I am afraid will make people uncomfortable at times. I go to my closet and look for an outfit that fits the description I was given, “nice but not elegant evening wear.” So, I look through at my choices of dresses, which I do not have a lot of, I am more of a slacks and jeans girl. I pick out a short sleeved floral dress that hits my ankles and a pair of my dress shoes. I grab a shawl that I can throw over top just in case the temperature drops, and I get too cool. Brandi comes waltzing into my room and jumps up on the bed as I am picking out the shoes I want to wear. I am explaining my whole date to her as I am grabbing all my items and heading for the bathroom. I turn on the shower and get undressed and jump under the nice warm water. I am replaying the entire date in my head and still trying to get my feet back down to earth. I literally feel like I am floating on the clouds, I can not remember ever having a first date like this, hell for that matter I don’t ever recall having any dates like this. Warren Davenport you are a very impressive gorgeous creature, I’m not even sure if you are human. All I know for sure is I am going to be seriously crushed when you decide to put an end to this game, I have let my guard down and allowed myself to fall in way too deep already. I am all ready and walk out into the living room just in time for Warren to crack open the door and peek in and announce his arrival. I laugh and say, “hi there, you can come in I was just coming out from the bathroom, you have perfect timing.” He laughs and says, “well so do you, you are almost to the second at 45 minutes.” He walks over to me and takes my hand and tells me how gorgeous I look, I feel my face flush as I tell him that he is too kind and thank him uncomfortably for the comment. I am waiting for that bully to speak up and tell me that the guy needs to have his eyes checked because apparently, they are compromised, but I do not hear a peep from him. Good, I think because I am coming up with the negatives well without help. Warren looks stunning, he is wearing dress slacks, dress shoes, a pin stripe colored dress shirt, tie and sport coat. God he is a site for sore eyes, he takes my breath away, when I think I am going to be seen out in public with this hottie. Plus, that body of his, I seen a little more skin today due to the short-sleeved t-shirt he had on, and I must admit he is built, his arms are huge, and his chest is wide and muscular along with his back. There were times that I was able to just watch and catch glimpses of the muscles moving under his snug black t shirt. I am not sure where he is taking me to eat, all I know is what I had to wear and that he was going to make the reservations when he got to his apartment. So, there are many options that would fit into that description, but I decide he has done an excellent job at planning this date so far, so I trust I will not be disappointed in his choice for dinner. He says that we have about a half hour to waste until we must leave for the restaurant, so I ask him if he would like to chill out here for a bit and watch some television and he says that sounds perfect. I grab us each a beer and we sit on the couch together, and the conversation just comes naturally. We talk about everything from growing up, to the accident and where we work. I find out that he is a general laborer for one of the biggest factories in our area, and that he is a gym rat. That explains his physique, God that explains that physique. I laugh and tell him my thoughts about the gym but admit that I liked when I was going for that year, but it is just hard for me to stick to the routine. Brandi decides at one point to come out and see who the mystery man is, and she jumps up between us and lets Warren pet her, as I think to myself I wish you were petting my other pussy. The instant that thought enters my head I look at him to make sure he is not paying attention to me because I know for a fact my face is fire red at my X-rated thought and vision of him petting my other pussy. I must quickly change my thoughts or Warren will have his hands full of trying to pry me off his body. I quickly clear my throat and take a sip of my beer and snicker to myself thinking again I am so grateful for not having conversation bubbles above my head to give away my dirty little thoughts. |