Sensual and Real

I was nervous as I was on the phone making plans with Jew Boy. A real date, a real restaurant and all of the pressure that goes with that. I was constantly nervous when I was around him because I felt pressure to impress him. I thought I was out of his league and felt the need to show him that every time we were together. Aside from my self-absorbed tendencies and inflated ego, the night consisted of great food, great drink and even better conversation.

As we were preparing to leave, I looked down and bent over to grab my purse. As I looked up, words spilling out of my month, Jew Boy shut me up quickly with a passionate real kiss. It was totally unexpected, somewhat forced, but sensual and oh so real. A memory so strong in my mind that I could never forget the way it happened. Perfection. As I walked out of the restaurant in front of him, he grabbed me from behind and took us home.

As I was getting into "something more comfortable," his hands clenched me and stripped me nude. He spun me around so that my back was accessible to him. I thought he was going to bend me over, but instead he put his hands all over and kissed me on every part of my neck. He kept repeating, "You are so sexy." During sex, he told me I felt amazing. He did too.