The things that happen in the fruits and veggies isle at the grocery store

I nodded. Then I remembered, the only clothes I had were the ones I had last night...I didn't want to put them on, they were wrinkled and slightly messy after last nights events. I think Greg noticed my dilemma. He offered me a pair of jeans and a sweat shirt. I went without underwear.
His jeans were a little big in the waist and too long, but they fit everywhere else. The sweatshirt swallowed me. It smelled like Greg. I breathed deeply. I knew that in another day it would be Monday and I would have to go back to work, but that was still a day and a half away. I was in no hurry. He smiled when he saw me in his clothes. I felt like I couldn't do anything other than smile. I knew that my smile was of the goofy type. I didn't care about that either.
 
"I think we need to stop at your place," I smiled, "I'd like you to wear something really sexy. I think a short skirt with black stockings and highheels would be a good start. I bet a woman as sexy as you, probably has a closet full of clothes like that."

She was obviously intrigued with my adventure and agreed to stop at her place. I hoped she would like my surprise, because it was making me hard, just thinking about it."
 
I had a ton of clothes. Actually I was a clothes Horse. "Greg, I will tell you what, you take me to my place, and I will let you choose what you want me to wear." I waited for his response. My apt. was not far. It was in an exclusive building. The doorman nodded at me, not quite hiding his shock at my aparrel. He usually saw me in my work clothes.
We took the elevator to the fifth floor. My apartment was one of three on the floor. It was a big apartment. The front was all windows, overlooking the city. My carpets were white, and my furniture was Red leather. I led him to my bedroom which was done in black and white. I opened my closet door, and gestured to Greg to be my guest. I hoped he wouldn't be overwhelmed by the masses of clothing hanging there. I opened another closet and showed him my shoes...
While he was looking, I got some special things out of my lingerie drawer. They would be a surprise. I turned around to see what he had chosen.
 
For my own outfit, I had chosen a conservative pair of black dress slacks with black shoes. My shirt was a dark gray and my necktie, a conservative print job.

Choosing something for Lia was much more challenging. She had a huge collection of clothes and a shoe selection that Amelda Marcos would envy. Finally after much deliberation, I selected a short black leather skirt with a red silk blouse. The shoes were of course black heels.

While waiting for her to get ready,I wondered where Lia might think I was taking her. I hoped she wouldn't be disappointed, but I highly doubted that was possible with the evening I had planned.
 
I offered Greg the guest bedroom to dress in, there was a bathroom in there, and anything he would need for grooming purposes. My Dad sometimes visited, so I kept the bathroom stocked with "guy stuff". There was a selection of after shave and cologne. Drak Noir, Aramis, Polo, Ralph Lauren. I wondered which he would choose...

I took a quick shower and blew my hair dry, and styled it in a sexy tousled look. My make up was subtle, with my eyes and lips being the focus. I donned the lingerie I had chosen, slid on the hose and garter, and slipped into the leather and silk. That is an erotic combination. I came out and went into the living room, still putting in my earrings, simple diamonds. He came out of the guest room, looking and smelling great.
 
Lia looked phenomenal. Her natural beauty accented with makeup was breathtaking. She looked so sexy in the short skirt, which showed off her sexy legs. The blouse, open enough to tease, was perfect for her slender body. I almost suggested we stay at her place for a while and try out her bed, but I wanted to take her somewhere special and treat her right.

I took her by the hand, walking her to the door.

"Are you ready, my lady ?" I asked formally.

She nodded and we headed out to my truck.

The drive was not very long. I parked behind the restaurant, leading her to the door and opening it for her.
 
Everything was strange. We were going about this backwards. Usually one had the date first, then wild sex. We had wild sex, more wild sex, more wild sex, then a date...I had never been to this place before. Greg looked like he was a regular. I let him lead me. He was a sharp looking man. I didn't mind walking slightly behind him. The view was exceptional. I noticed some of the other diners checking us out as we were taken to our table. Some of the men with open admiration, and some of the women trying to catch Greg's eye. It was a good feeling. I couldn't resist passing my hand over his ass as we walked. I only hoped he wasn't one of those "no public diplays of affection" people, but then again, after the grocery store, how could he be?
 
I felt so proud to walk through the restaurant with Lia. She was beautiful and every man in the place envied me. It was an amazing rush to watch the other patrons follow us with their eyes. We were the stars of the show. I placed my arm around her. I wanted everyone to know that she was with me (for how long ?).

I loved sharing my favorite restaurant with her. It was a very classy place, dimly lit, great atmosphere. Our hostess led us to a table in the rear, well away from the bar. It was intimate. Hopefully she was impressed.

When our waitress came, we ordered a bottle of their most expensive wine. Tonight was going to be top notch.
 
As we sat down at the table, I leaned over and whispered into his ear "Greg, I am not wearing any underwear" I sat down and watched the emotions run over his face. I wanted him fantasizing about it through all the courses. I smiled at the waiter, then caught Gregs eyes over the rim of the wine glass. My eyes speaking volumes.
 
She mentioned that she was not wearing underwear. I smiled. This was going to be perfect. It would make my plans for the rest of the evening that much better.
 
I normally am not a touchy feely person, but for some reason, I could not keep my hands off of Greg. I touched his hands, his face. I couldn't keep my hands off of him.
I was horny. He sat there, looking so sexy. That small smile that played upon his mouth had me intrigued.
 
Lia and I had a wonderful dinner. The food was out of this world as usual and we polished off two bottles of wine. She seemed to be genuinely happy to be with me and I was ecstatic to be with her.

I watched several men around us eyeing her throughout the meal. They were very careful to not let their "significant other" catch them, but I was well aware of what was going on. Lia was by far the sexiest woman in the restaurant and I was lucky enough to be her escourt.

After dinner, I paid the bill and we prepared to leave. I leaned over and whispered into Lia's ear.

"The gentleman at the table directly accross from you has been staring at you. Why don't you reallygive him something to look at before we leave."
 
I saw the wicked gleam in Gregs eye at his request. I turned and looked to see who he meant. Gregg nodded when my eyes lighted on the right guy. His companion had her back to me, so she wouldn't notice my little show. I smiled at Greg. I stood up, and my napkin fell on the floor.<my skirt is very short, very tight> I bent over from the waist, to pick up my napkin. This accomplished two things. First it showed how incredible flexible I was, and it gave him a clear view of my neatly trimmed pussy, and an ample view of my ass. I heard the guy choke on is food. His lady friend turned around just as Greg came around to take my arm, and escort me out. dinner had been wonderful. Upon passing the choking man, I leaned over and asked, "Are you alright?" His face flooded red, and he nodded. I patted him on the shoulder and said to both of them, "enjoy you dinner." Greg was just grinning.
 
Lia had almost given the older gentleman a heartattack. She had move gracefuuly to pick up the napkin, while exposing her pussy and ass to him. She did it so nonchalantly. I really loved her style.

I took her by the hand and led her out to the truck. She looked so sexy. I wanted to fuck her brains out. But first, we had a few stops to make. The evening was young and I had plans for my sexy lover.
 
Boy, what a rush. I loved mooning that guy, right in front of everyone. Hell, I had had sex in a grocery store the night before, mooning was nothing. I giggled on the way out to the truck. Greg just grinned. I raised on my toes and kissed him. "Thanks for Dinner." I said, but I meant, "thanks for everything." He could see that in my eyes. He drove off, not saying where we were going. I was ready for anything.
 
I drove to a small club that I'd been to on several occasions. It was Saturday night so I knew it would be fairly busy. After parking the car, I turned to Lia and smiled. She looked amazing and the little stunt that she just pulled off had made me feel funny.

I had just "met" her last night, but I was already feeling posessive of her. I wanted to be the only one. I wanted to show her off and flaunt her. But I really didn't have the right did I ?

"Before we go in," I said, "I just want to tell you how much I've come to love you. I know it sounds crazy, but you have really lit up my life. Whatever happens from this point on, I'll understand."

She looked rather confused and I felt my heart leap into my throat, so I leaned forward and kissed her.
 
The words again. He loved me. I let him kiss me then I took his hand in mine, and said, "Greg. I feel something for you too, it is deep, and it is intense, but I don't have a word for it yet. So lets make a deal ok?" I waited for him to acknowledge. "Lets take this one day at a time, and deal with things as they come up ok? No strings, no expectations. I am going in there with you, and I will leave with you, OK?" I wasn't sure if that is what he wanted to hear, but that was the best I could do. Here was this incredible guy, sexy, hot, and he wanted me. He was sweet, and kind, and incredible in bed, I would be nuts not to investigate this further. I smiled at him, and said, "Hey, lets go have some fun." He nodded, and we started toward the enterance. I had never been to this place before. It sounded like the music was good, and there were a lot of people waiting in line.
 
I kissed Lia again before we went in. She picked up on my fear that she might find someone else tonight. I had brought her here for that reason exactly. I didn't really know if our "affair" was as special to her as it was to me. I wanted to see her in a setting with other men and possibly with a little alcohol in her system.

I walked around and opened her door. She stepped out and closed the door. I immediately grasped her hand, hoping that when we left, I'd feel the same deep affection (love) I felt for her now.

We entered the club. There was a live band tonight and the place was packed. I led her through the crowd to the far corner of the room. As we walked through, every male head in the place turned. Lia was being mentally fucked by each and every one of them. The fact that I had made wild love to this woman, just about 2 hours ago made me feel incredibly special. Eat your hearts out !

The wine had given me a little buzz and I intended to add to that.

"What do you drink ?" I half screamed, leaning down to get closer to her ear. As I did, I got a great view down her blouse. It made me hard instantly.
 
He had noticed the little black push up number I was wearing under my shirt...I told him that I would have a shot of Tequila, with lime. He raised his eyebrows. I got high drinking tequila, but I never got drunk. I was ready to danse with Greg, to show him some of my more practiced moves. I was a good danser. I was betting that we would danse really well together. A slow song came on, and I dragged Greg out onto the crowded floor. I put my hands around his neck, and pushed up real close against him and began swaying to the beat. I tilted my face up to him, and we kissed, his hands slipped to my ass, and he pushed me closer to him. I could feel his erection against my stomach, and I was instantly wet. We made love on that danse floor with our clothes on. When the song ended, I felt drunk, even though I had yet to take my shot. I noticed alot of the guys were looking pretty hard. I smiled and slid my hand around to cup Gregs ass. I was with this sexy guy. Just then a chick came up to Greg and said, "Hey Greg, long time no see. You want to dance?" I arched an eyebrow, looking at her. She was kind of cute in a slummy sort of way. I shrugged indicating that Greg could do whatever he wanted, only to know that fair was fair.
 
What the hell was Marcy doing here ? She was definitely not the bar type. I gone to highschool with her and she had stalked me for four years. I thought those days were over, but I guess not.

"Sorry Marcy, I'm with someone," I smiled at Lia. "Lia this is Marcy, we went to highschool together."

I was not going to let that little slut spoil my relationship with Lia. By introducing Lia to her, I'd hoped that she would realize that I had nothing to hide.

Marcy huffed off, as usual. Brat. I kissed Lia and wrapped my arms around her tightly, as the next song started.
 
I smiled my most dazzling smile and Marcy, and said, "Its nice to meet you Marcy." She refused to shake my hand. I didn't have a problem handling people like her. I worked in a corporate jungle. The next song was a fast one. I wondered in Greg could move as well fast as he could slow, remembering our sex, I imagined he could. The man definately had some moves. We went out on the floor and I let the music take hold of me. It became a part of me and I was lost in it. Greg seemed to have a deep appreciation for my dancing. He was doing fine too. I have been told that I dance very sensually, and provocatively. Greg moved in close and put on thigh between my legs and we began a new danse. He could probably feel my dripping hot pussy thru his pants, and I could definately feel his erection. I wanted to climb on him right now. I wanted him to throw me up against a wall and let me wrap my legs around his hips while he fucked me. Like Mickey Rourke and Kim Basinger in 9 1/2 weeks. I kissed him and let him know my thoughts.
 
People were watching us dance. I felt their eyes on us. I loved catching glimpses of the men as they eyed Lia. They all wanted to be me. I was incredibly lucky and knew it.

My leg rubbed up against her pussy. I knew she was burning up with desire. So was I. But tonight I wanted to build our desire. I wanted us to NEED to fuck each other. I wanted us to appreciate the opportunity to be together.

We danced three songs in a row. Each getting more intense. I needed to get away or I would fuck her right there.

"I'll get us some drinks, baby," I said, kissing her deeply on the lips. "Don't go anywhere."

I went to the bar, waiting forever for service. The place was packed and they only had two bartenders on. Finally, I got our drinks and fought my way through the crowd. But as I returned, Lia was gone ! My heart stopped. I didn't know what to do. Where was she ?

I knew that she had just excused herself to use the ladies room not ten minutes before. I glanced around, frantically looking for her.
 
The line to the ladies room had taken forever. I hated standing in line. I kept thinking about our dancing. I was so hot right now. All I wanted to do was fuck Greg. On my way out of the ladies room, I was grabbed by a moose of a guy, and dragged out to the dance floor. He was drunk, and sloppy. I kept trying to get away from him, to go find Greg, but he kept grabbing me. Finally I was able to get Gregs attention. I waved to him and gave him a help look. I needed him to rescue me. Granted, I could have gotten out of the situation with a well placed knee, but I didn't think violence would improve matter any.
 
Finally ! I spotted her struggling with a fat drunk, on the dance floor. I saw red !!

Now, I'm not a big fan of duking it out, but I was ready ! Nobody was going to hurt Lia.

I burst through the crowd. Confronting the ignorant bastard.

"Let her go," I said, forcefully but patiently.

He stared back at me smiling a menacing smile. "I think I want to dance with her," he replied, spit spraying from his slobbering mouth. "And I don't think a little fuck like you is going to stop me."

I tried reasoning with him, one more time. "Come on buddy, you don't want to do this."

Lia looked at me...
 
Finally I turned around to fat dude and said, "Look, I am here with this man. I don't want to danse with you." I took Gregs tie and slid into his arms. "lets Danse Baby." I said, dimples in full array. My eyes were glued to his. I didn't want any thing nasty to ruin this night. I pressed my chest to his, and kissed him on his chin, nibbling the point just a little bit. I moved my mouth to his bottom lip, which I chewed on, and then I caught his tongue in my mouth, and sucked it into my mouth. My arms twined around him and I held on to his ass. "Do you want to fuck me Greg?" I whispered in his ear. "Tell me what you want from me Greg. Tell me what you need."
 
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