Page 25 of Man Vs. Woman
This shit has never happened with another woman before.
Sure, I’m able to charm the panties off any fucking broad that walks up to me.
But up till now, I haven’t really cared about the outcome.
Up till now, I’ve always been rehearsing.
But with Serena?
It’s like this is the woman I’ve been waiting for my entire life.
She was made just for me.
And if my words have an effect on her, I feel proud, like I’ve accomplished something insurmountable. Like I’m a fucking action hero, saving my damsel, and conquering the bad guy.
If all goes right, that’s exactly what I’ll be.
“Dinner it is. Meet me at Per Se at 7.”
“Will do. Per Se at 7.” She repeats. “See you then.” She turns on her heels and walks away from me. Of course I take advantage of my view, watching her ass sway from side to side.
My dick is at full mast now. Imaging her spread beneath me, her body squirming as I work her over with my tongue, my hands and my cock has me almost cumming all over the lobby.Almost.
Dinner tonight is going to be rough. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep my hands or my dick to myself.
I start to walk away, adjusting my erection so that I actually can walk.
What if I don’t keep my hands to myself? I know she wants this as much as I do. So, what if we do indulge? Would that be so bad?
A thrill of excitement surges through me. Dinner with her may have been my best idea yet.
