this is a story from my birthday a couple of years ago, and a few weeks before the covid lockdown. my girlfriend – let’s call her ayesha – and i had planned to spend the evening with my girlfriend with a cozy date at our favourite restaurant. ayesha had worn a little black spaghetti-strap dress and looked quite stunning in it. our drive on the way to the restaurant was rather timid with considerably more kisses and touches and thigh grabs than usual given the occasion.
to tell you about ayesha – she was a petite girl with naturally bronzed skin, ample tits that would fit snugly in my hands, and a plump butt. she wasn’t the most outgoing or even the kinkiest of my exes, but she was always willing to explore and always so eager to please.
as we reached the restaurant, we requested to be seated a little more privately and were quickly led to a dimly lit quiet corner. we sat on the same side of the table and ordered our drinks and food. until our order arrived we were sharing laughs and teasing – my hands were grazing her thighs while she rested her head on my shoulders with her arms across my chest.