**Drinks**
You arrive at the restaurant flustered because you’re sure you’re late, but he’s just taking a seat at the bar. You breathe a sigh of relief.
You adjust your bottle green sundress and worry that you might be a bit overdressed, so you unbutton the collar a bit so it’s more open.
You flirt outrageously for an hour, and you slyly stroke his foot with yours under the table. You show him a video of your dog on your phone, you both laugh.
His deep blue eyes and slow, calm voice puts you at ease and you lean in closer to break the touch barrier.
You talk about your jobs, where you’ve been on holiday recently, the kinds of TV shows you like to watch and your college major at university.
He gets up to order some more drinks and you message your friend an excited face emoji. Your food is ready, so you head to the dining room to eat.
**First course**
You go to the bathroom to freshen up because you’re sure your hair is a mess, but it actually looks great. You breathe sigh of relief.
You take off your bottle green sundress and worry that you might be a bit overdressed, so you adjust your flimsy camisole so it fits more closely.
You flirt outrageously for an hour, and you slyly stroke his cock with your hand under the table. You show him a video of your skateboard on your phone, you both laugh.
His deep blue eyes and slow, calm voice puts you at ease and you lean in closer to break the touch barrier.
You talk about the weather, the latest Formula One facing on TV, your favourite foods and the places you used to like visiting as a kid.
Your first course arrives and he tucks into his steak, so you message your friend a hungry face emoji. Your mussles arrive, so you sort out your knives and forks to eat.
**Second course**
You go to the bathroom to freshen up because your hands are all messy, but they’re actually not bad. You breathe a sigh of relief.
You take off your lacy bra and worry that you might be a but overdressed, so you adjust your flimsy camisole so it fits more closely.
You flirt outrageously for an hour, and you squeeze your arms together so your tits pop out of your shirt. You show him a video of you riding a thick dildo for your ex, you both laugh.
His deep blue eyes and slow, calm voice puts you at ease and you lean in closer so his fingers can reach your pussy.
You talk about the price of rent in the city, the traffic you deal with getting to work, the farmer’s market on your street and how you’d like to drain his cock into your mouth.
Your second course arrives and he tucks into his pasta, so you message your friend a smiley face emoji. Your pasta arrives too, so you put your knife down and grab your fork.
**Dessert**
You go to the bathroom to freshen up because the spice made you sweaty, but your skin looks fine. You breathe a sigh of relief.
You take off your panties and worry that you might be overdressed, so you put them between your teeth and take a selfie for your date.
In the alley behind the restaurant you flirt outrageously for a minute, then squeeze your tits together while his cock slides between your clevage. You send a video of his cum spraying onto your breasts to your ex, you both laugh.
His deep blue eyes and slow, calm voice puts you at ease and you lean in closer to get his cock to the back of your throat.
You talk about the noise your neighbours make upstairs, the time it’s taking to get some clothes delivered, how close your flat is and how it’s ok because you have your own handcuffs in there.
Your dessert arrives but you’re not there because your face is pressed into your pillow while your date rails you from behind. You send your friend a thirsty emoji.
**Coffee**
You go to the bathroom to freshen up because you stink of sex, but you don’t care. You breathe a sigh of relief.
Your date claps his hands and you suddenly remember that he’s your partner. “Hey babe, are you ok?” he asks. He pushes a wisp of your sex hair out of your face.
You sink into his arms and give him a big hug. “You did it? It worked?” You ask. He nods and smiles. You break out into a grin and hug him tighter. Yes, you remember now. “Happy anniversary” he says.
It’s not every day you get to have your first date all over again. It’s was just how you remembered it.
Your friend texts you a sick face emoji. Your coffee arrives in your Doctor Who mug.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wb5w77/first_date_m22f20