Dinner sounds good
From Torg Adventure
"I'd love to have dinner, Ms. Harris," you say, a grin on your face. "And perhaps some 'dessert' afterward?"
"Please call me Marcia outside of school, Dan. So it's dinner and 'dessert'. Why don't you come by at 5 o'clock? Here's my address." She hands you a slip of paper. "It's only a few blocks from here."
Five o'clock is only about a half hour off. "Sure Marcia, I'll be there." You grab her and kiss her deeply, your tongue flicking into her mouth. She gets into it for a minute or so, and then breaks away. She smoothes her dress.
"See you then," she says, before heading out to the teacher's parking lot. As she turns, you notice that she must have left her red bra off, because her large breasts sway enticingly. You watch her cute derriere wiggle as she walks.
You go to the pay phones in the school lobby to call home, a lump growing in your pants. Brittney answers. You tell her you're eating with Randy and then watching a DVD. You say you'll be home by 10 o'clock. She promises to tell Christine.
You head over to Ms. Harris, er, Marcia's house. When you get there, you ring the doorbell, and she lets you in. As soon as the door is closed, she pins you against the wall and kisses you hard, her body rubbing against yours. She breaks the kiss and heads toward the kitchen.
"Come on in. We'll get dinner going," Marcia says. You follow her, and help her put on water to boil for spaghetti. She pours two glasses of red wine and hands one to you.
"We've got about 20 minutes. Let's go sit on the couch," she says invitingly. You watch her ass sway back and forth as she leads you to the living room. She sits on the couch and pats the space next to her. You flop down where she indicated. You both take large swallows of wine, before putting the glasses on the coffee table.
You lean over and kiss her. Her arms go around your neck, as she lays back and pulls you with her. Her tits push into your chest, as you kiss her passionately. Her tongue sneaks out to lick your lips, and then darts into your mouth to play with your tongue. You spend some time exploring each other's mouths, the excitement building with each passing minute. Marcia strokes your chest, while you caress her face and hair. You break the kiss and run your tongue down her cheek to her ear lobe, which you suck into your mouth. She sighs, her breath hot on your neck. Your cock is hard in your pants, pushing out against her belly.
You whisper, "You taste delicious. I'd like to have you for dinner tonight, as well as dessert."
"You know just what to say to a girl," Marcia says with a giggle. She grabs your head again, continuing the deep kiss and tongue torture. You break the kiss and sit up a little, making space between your chests. You gently massage her breasts through her shirt. She tilts her head back, closing her eyes with a smile on her lips. You rub your thumbs across her firm nipples through her thin shirt.
"Ooooooh," is all she can say. Her fingers rub your chest as well. She flicks her fingernails across your tiny, hard nipples beneath your shirt. You gasp at the stimulation and your penis surges between you. She giggles again. You hear the top of the pot of water on the stove jangle from the boiling water inside. Marcia breaks the kiss and looks you in the eye.
"It's time to put in the noodles and bread," she states. You get up off her. She stands and smoothes her clothes. She picks up the wine glasses, hands one to you, then grabs your other hand, and leads you back to the kitchen. She hands you a loaf of garlic bread from the freezer, and then a cookie sheet.
"Here, get that ready for the oven. What's the right temperature?" She asks, sipping more wine.
You look at the label. "375 degrees for 15 minutes," you state. She turns on the oven to the right temperature. You read the directions, open the package, and put the two half loaves on the cookie sheet. You open the oven door and slide the sheet in. By now, your glass is empty and your skin feels flushed and warm.
She finishes putting the spaghetti sauce on to heat, and the noodles in the bubbling water.
"OK, all set," she says.
What now?
