Seeing Stars

*JAMIRA*

We accomplished a lot during the committee meeting. It flew by faster than I anticipated.

On the way home, I couldn’t stop smiling and admiring the bouquet in my front seat. I never imagined Eric to be the romantic type. It’s surprising considering he wasn’t particularly aggressive.

As I pulled into our townhome driveway, I noticed Chris’s car was missing. Normally, he’d be here.

I decided not to dwell on it and headed inside to get ready.

Just as I stepped inside, my phone buzzed. It was Eric.

Dinner is at 8 p.m. Would you like me to pick you up?

No, that’s fine. I’ll meet you there.

Are you sure? You know it’s not an issue.

It’s okay, I promise.

Okay, here’s the restaurant address.

I hopped into the shower to freshen up and wash away my anxiety. I’m unsure of what to expect, but I knew one thing for certain: I was going to end up in that man’s bed. The way I wanted him positioned between my legs was bewildering.

I went to my closet to find an outfit. I chose a strapless dress for easy access. It stopped just above the knee and fit perfectly around my body. I put on my gold hoops and necklace, paired with my open-toed heels.

I decided to straighten my bob and slick it down at the top. My makeup was a soft glam with neutral colors like gold. Nothing too extravagant or dramatic. I oiled my body and sprayed on some perfume before getting ready to leave. It was 7:20 when I was ready to go.

I checked my phone to see if Chris had sent any messages. There were none. I guess he wouldn’t be home tonight, and if I’m lucky, neither would I.

I arrived at the restaurant with 10 minutes to spare, which I spent looking for parking. I ended up using the valet service, which cost me $30. Maybe I should have ridden with Eric.

We met at the restaurant’s entrance, where he kissed the back of my hand and took my arm in his. I was awestruck when I saw the interior; a waterfall cascaded down the wall as we entered. Chandeliers and gold accents adorned the space, and everyone was dressed in formal evening wear. Smooth jazz played softly, creating a serene ambiance.

Our table was tucked away in the far corner of the restaurant, secluded from the main dining area except for two other tables in the same section, but not directly next to ours.

Eric pulled my chair out, allowing me to sit, before taking a seat in his chair. He stared at me, as if admiring a masterpiece. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

“I must say, you look absolutely stunning tonight,” he said.

Still blushing, I replied, “Thank you, you look good too.”

Soon, the waiter arrived and took our order. We remained silent until the food arrived. It wasn’t uncomfortable; instead, it was peaceful as I absorbed the restaurant’s beauty.

As we ate, we engaged in conversation, learning more about each other.

“This wine is exquisite,” I remarked.

“Look at you speaking in fancy language,” Eric teased.

“I can be cultured,” I laughed.

“Don’t drink too much; you don’t need to drive like that.”

Why is this man so incredibly thoughtful and kind? It’s going to be challenging to resist him. Before I knew it, my panties were wet again.

FUCK! What kind of sorcery is this? I swear if he looks at me, I melt.

“Are you ready to leave?” I asked.

“I mean, yeah, let’s go if that’s what you want,” he replied.

I could sense that I had thrown him off with my question, but I couldn’t control myself around him.

We left the restaurant and headed back to his condo. We pulled into the parking garage and took the elevator to his floor.

Once inside, he led me to the bathroom. He turned on the water and retrieved the washcloths and towels.

He grabbed a sock and placed it on the doorknob before he sat on the toilet and pulled me over to sit on his lap. I cupped his cheeks and leaned in for a kiss. He reciprocated, deepening the kiss. His tongue explored my mouth, and my tongue played with his.

He placed his hand on the back of my neck and licked it. His licks transformed into kisses that made me moan softly.

He then traced the outline of my dress, gently brushing against my breasts as he slowly removed it. I’m not sure what was happening by the time he reached my panties, but he ripped them off.

We proceeded to the shower, where we washed ourselves and each other’s backs. I even helped him wash his hair. I thought we were done, but instead of leaving, he bent down and hoisted me onto the wall, kissing me again. He trailed kisses from my lips to my neck, pinning my hands above my head.

Slowly, he entered me, making me hot all over again. I bounced as he picked up the pace. It wasn’t long before I was moaning and quivering as he climaxed with me.

I thought he would put me down, but he simply carried me to the bed. He lay on his back while I straddled him. I stared at him for a moment, and the world seemed to stand still.

“You don’t get enough, do you?”

“Mm…mm,” he replied, licking his lips.

He grabbed my hips as I began to bounce up and down on top of him. He thrusted under me, causing me to arch my back and lean into his movements. He grabbed my breast and sucked, increasing my arousal.

“Ooh, Eric… ahh.”

He slightly increased the speed.

“Ahh, daddy.”

“Talk to me, baby. Tell daddy what you want.”

Before I could respond, he took his thumb and rubbed it over my clit. That brought me so close to climaxing that I couldn’t take it. I threw my head back while my eyes rolled back.

“Oh my god, Er….”

“Not yet, baby. Wait.”

Then he took his hand from my clit and inserted a finger into my anus. I became wetter as he went in and out. He picked up the speed to match that of his penis. The constant stimulation made my knees buckle.

“Deeper, baby, deeper.”

“Like that, baby?”

“Mm hmm… ooh, daddy, please.”

I lost control when he nibbled on my ear and whispered in it.

“Cum for me, baby.”

Next thing I knew, a cascade of my juices flowed down his shaft and onto his legs. As I shivered and convulsed, I could feel him pulsing and heating up inside me. We both tried to catch our breath, but it was nearly impossible.

“Lord, why did this man know my body better than I did?” I thought.

He finally pulled out of me and lay there for a moment.

I was more than satisfied. Why was I against this again?

Suddenly, he got up and went to the balcony I hadn’t realized was there before. He lit a cigarette.

Shortly afterwards, I joined him.

“You smoke?”

“Occasionally. Especially after that.”

I chuckled and looked up at the sky.

“The stars are bright tonight.”

“Yeah, but not nearly as beautiful as you.”

I blushed and wrapped my arms around his back. We stood there for a while before going to bed.