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Marcy's Playground 4 by loyalsock
Date: 12/30/2015, Categories: First Time Author: loyalsock, Source: xHamster
... my chain. We all cracked up. "Listen, seriously," Jean-Luc said. He came and stood behind me and gently touched my arm. "Heather I know you already cooked dinner, and Evan, I know you saw her first because you're such a frequent perv, but do you two mind if I steal our girl and take her out on a real date?" We all looked at him. Cuff and Link ran in but they didn't jump on me. They slid to a comic stop, ending up sitting right at my feet. They stared up at me with huge puppy-dog eyes. "Even the dogs are saying 'whoa'," Jean-Luc said. "Marcy, I'd like to take you somewhere nice for dinner, if you'd be kind enough to accompany me. Someplace romantic and totally worthy of how beautiful you are inside and out." Heather snorted, a sort of gurgling, gagging sound. "Okay," Jean-Luc said. "That might have sounded like a sappy line, but I meant it. The emotion is sincere. Come out to dinner with me?" "Now?" "Now." I looked at Evan. He was the one I really believed knew what was going to be okay for me. He nodded slightly. "Okay," I said to Jean-Luc. Jean-Luc leaned down and brushed his lips against mine. Then he put out his arm in the way guys do when they want you to e****t ...
... you somewhere and they want you to put your hand on their arm near their elbow. I put my hand there. Jean-Luc bowed a slight but comical bow to Heather and Evan. "You want to come to dinner tomorrow and tell me how your date went?" Heather said. "Just us girls?" "Yeah," I said. "I'd like that." Evan gave me a peck on the lips; Heather gave me a peck on the lips. Then Jean-Luc was leading me out the door. He leaned toward me. "Have I told you yet tonight how great you look?" I shook my head. "You look fantastic. Let's take you somewhere worthy of that great dress." "And then you're going to try to get me out of it?" He smiled. "I'll do my damndest." Jean-Luc held the car door open for me, and as I got in I had the surreal feeling that I was a princess getting into an old-fashioned coach. I shook my head to clear it. His car was luxurious. He put on some calming music, smooth jazz, maybe? I didn't recognize the music, but it was nice. I wondered where he was taking me. We pulled up in front of The Four Seasons, and a valet opened my door. We were going to eat dinner in a hotel? I'd never been here before and sort of glanced around. Even the outside of the building was fancy.