A successful date

I've always had problems with girls. I'm a shy guy, and I've never been good at communicating with the fairer sex. My friend decided to help me. He arranged for me to meet an acquaintance of his who works with him in the office. According to him, she's very sweet, attractive, and, moreover, single. He set everything up, and there I was, sitting in a cafe, waiting for a girl I'd never seen before, on our first date. Time passed, but she still hadn't arrived. I had already drunk two cups of coffee and was about to leave when suddenly the bell on the door jingled, and a slender brunette in a red coat walked into the cafe. She had expressive lips accentuated by scarlet lipstick. A straight, small

nose, its tip slightly upturned, and long, shiny chocolate-colored curls cascading onto her shoulders. And her eyes were so warm and alluring that I was ready to propose to her right then and there.

The girl stopped, scanned the room, and her gaze lingered on me. I became embarrassed and lowered my eyes. I heard the click of heels approaching me. She was walking towards me. I looked in her direction—exactly. The girl came up to my table and asked:

"Are you Ivan?"

"Yes. That's me. Are you from Vadim?"—I couldn't hide my excitement.

"Yeah,"—the girl smiled sweetly.

I pulled myself together, remembered my manners, and quickly helped the girl sit down. She thanked me, hung her purse on the back of the chair, and got comfortable. She started the conversation. We introduced ourselves. She said her name was Lisa. Lisa turned out to be a cheerful, sociable girl, and we started talking. My embarrassment and shyness vanished without a trace. Two hours passed unnoticed. It had already gotten dark outside, and Lisa said she needed to go home. I offered to walk her home. She happily agreed.

We went out. There was a bright moon and many stars in the sky. It created a romantic atmosphere. We walked and chatted, had fun, and laughed the whole way. And so we reached her house.

"Well, here we are. This is where I live," said Lisa.

"Thank you for the lovely time. I really liked you."

I felt she was a little embarrassed.

"Maybe you'll come up to my place?" asked Lisa, "We'll have some more coffee..."

I understood it was a hint. And honestly, I got scared. She laughed, took my hand, and pulled me along. We went up to the fifth floor and ended up in her apartment.

"Wait for me in the room, I'll be right back," whispered Lisa and gave me a peck on the cheek. She left, and I heard the water running in the shower. While she was bathing, I looked around the room. There were soft toys everywhere. They created a quiet, cozy atmosphere.

After finishing her preparations, Lisa returned completely naked. I didn't expect that. She saw my stunned face and laughed loudly. Then she came over to me, turned her back, and sat on my lap. My hands instinctively reached for her breasts. I carefully took her breasts and began to caress them.

"Kiss me," whispered Lisa. I gently began kissing her neck and continued fondling her breasts. She shifted and sat facing me. We melted into a kiss. Lisa started unbuttoning my shirt and exposed half of me. My cock was straining against my trousers and pressing against her pubic area. She stood up and, unzipping my fly, took it out. It was sticking out like a rocket on a launchpad. Lisa kissed its tip and, inserting it into her pussy, lowered herself onto my lap. The cock slid inside her vagina, and Lisa moaned: "Help me"... I took her buttocks and began helping her move along my shaft. She wrapped her arms around my neck and started nibbling on my earlobe. I felt that from overexcitement I was about to cum, grabbed her by the waist, and pressed her tightly against me so she couldn't move. As soon as the wave of the oncoming orgasm subsided, we continued our lovemaking.

"Take me from behind," asked Lisa. And she got on her knees and elbows at the edge of the bed. I inserted my cock into her, took her by the hips, and started fucking her. With every movement, Lisa moaned with pleasure. After a few minutes, I felt I was about to cum. I stopped, pulled my cock out of the wet pussy, and came on her back.

I stayed at Lisa's place for the night. In the morning, she fed me, and we agreed to meet the next day. It's been three years now since we got married.