I couldn't believe that she's standing right in front of me. She's very sexy in my eyes. Her smooth black hair and I can still see her dazzling eyes beyond her pair of glasses. What a catch I thought to myself. She looks like a strict yet gentle person. I am getting turned on. It's like in fantasy porn wherein she's the strict professor but is willing to give me another chance in exchange for a good fuck. I was starting to zone out and imagine things when she spoke, I knew since I saw her pink lips moved, but I didn't understand what she said because I was mesmerized by her eyes and trying to make up situations in my head. I just nodded. She spoke again, I think she's trying to make the conversation light, I should help her to be comfortable. Let me say something witty to make her be engaged in our conversation, something to compliment her outfit I guess or I could say a little joke. Okay, here it goes,

"I thought you were a boy."

That's it. What in the world did I just say? I could have said something complimentary like, "I like your dress? or skirt?" or "You're finally here!" What's happening with me? I am feeling nervous. I can hear my heart beating faster. I feel hot. I couldn't move. I am still looking at her, I am already staring at her? I need to look at something else. Okay, there's a piece of candy wrapper floating around. I will follow it with my eyes and see where it will land. I'm sweating, what's going on?

She then tapped me, "Are you okay?" Her right brow is lifted but she looks concerned. I cannot speak. Breath. Breath. Breath. Think of something. Oh yes, I'm hungry. I need to focus on my hunger. Okay, I can do it.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I just really thought you were a boy." Here we go again. I hate myself right now. Please, dear mother Earth, swallow me whole now and end my agony! Then I heard a hearty laugh.

"Well, I'm sorry if I'm a girl." She's smiling. She got the sweetest smile. I want to kiss her right now.

"Shall we? How did you know about this place anyway?

"Well, I discovered this place when I was hungry last week, they're open 24/7 and I like the fact that you can choose a lot of flavors for your chicken wings."

"Nice, I'm excited to try it."

Whoa. My nervousness was wiped out totally. Her voice calmed me down. I think this will be a great lunch date.

After we ordered, we sat down and she looked at the list of chicken wing flavor. She was fidgeting, perhaps thinking of what to say next but I was mistaken. It was just her habit of playing with the menu list. She asked me about the restaurant and complimented how it's a good place since it's crowded. She didn't mind the tight space we're enclosed in and when other customers bump her shoulder accidentally. She's still happy and smiling. She's asking me questions which I answered honestly to my shock. I have never been this comfortable with someone. I turned into a tattletale. I didn't calculate my answers, I just told her what I wanted to say and she listened intently and would comment and ask to follow up questions as if to assure me that she's comprehending my stories and that she's interested. We talked about anything under the sun, from our childhood to politics and modern society. I love talking to her. She's smart and she knows how to hold a conversation well.

We had our orders and finished it while laughing and exchanging stories. When we were finished, I felt a bit sad since she might be going someplace. She mentioned that she will have a coffee at the nearby coffee shop after lunch. I want to go with her. I want to be with her longer. I was about to ask if I could accompany her when she spoke, "Do you smoke?" I answered yes and she asked me if I know a place where we can smoke. I was happy inside since this is the chance for me to offer my place.

"In my place, you can smoke and have a coffee, too."

"Perfect! Let's go!"

While we were walking together, I can feel the eyes of the men around us. I know some are goddamn jealous and others are nodding, as a sign of approval with a grin in their faces. I walk beside her proudly but I cannot help but look at what's behind her skirt. I can see her fair skin between her socks and skirt. I like to see more of it. I try to secretly look at down her skirt when there's a wind blowing and I'm liking what I see.

We arrived at my place and I noticed the shock of her face albeit her smile. I looked around my room and I definitely know the problem. It's a total waste. My clothes were on the couch, trash bin's not being emptied. There are chargers and gadgets in my bed. My bedside table's full of ash and cigarette butts, coins and receipts. I still think it's a habitable place but the look in her face says otherwise.

I offered her a seat then I realized about the mess so I collected the clothes on it and threw it in the corner. She laughed, but the nervous kind of laugh. She's still at the door, holding the knob actually like she's ready to make a run for it but she gathered the courage to take a seat. She then smoked and I joined her. We continued with our conversation. I was seating at the edge of the bed and I asked her to join me. She obliged and I set up pillows where we can slouch comfortably in the bed. When she was talking about her experiences, I attempted to hold her hand in which she didn't remove. I was trying to get close to her and I could smell her nice skin. She's not wearing any perfume and her natural scent is intoxicating. I cannot hold it any longer. I slowly get close to her face and when she stopped talking, I kissed her. She was a little bit shock but she didn't go against it so I kissed her again but for longer and deeper. I know she was enjoying it since she pushed her face to mine and she placed her arm around my neck.

I explored her body starting with her flawless thighs. I was caressing it, feeling her soft skin until I was exploring further up her buttocks. I was gently rubbing my hand in a circular motion when I cannot feel the edge of her panties. I decided to place my hand deeper and there I realized that she's just wearing a thong. I noticed my cock was uncontrollably going wild as soon as I determined what she's wearing underneath her skirt. I stopped kissing her and I guided her to lie down while I was starting to go down on her. I can smell her sweet pussy juice as I parted her legs. I look at her and her face turned red making me want to eat her more. I then looked at her black lace thong and I run my finger across it. I can feel it moist and I slowly removed it so I can see her pussy. It's so beautiful. Her clitoris is swelling and it's hidden. Her pussy lips are pink and the hole is small. She's like a virgin. I cannot believe what I just saw and I decided to taste it. My tongue was licking the clitoris while my middle finger is playing with the entrance of the hole. She's moaning softly and erotically. She's holding my head and gently pulling my hair. I then plunged my mouth into her hole and she let out a gasp and she was shaking when I was licking it. After minutes of licking, I started to undress because my pants got tight because of my cock ready for action. I went on top of her and slowly placed my cock on her pussy. It was tight, very tight even though it's soaking wet. When I managed to insert it, her pussy is wrapping it well making it warm. It felt so good that I only managed to make a few thrusts. It's a good thing that we did foreplay and we cum together. Even after cumming, I stayed on top of her and I kissed her passionately. I never felt this good in years. I want to do it again with her.