Masquerade, Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Masquerade, Chapter 2

... will I know what to wear, then?" she asked. "Well, I will be wearing a suit, so you can use that as your guide. Dress nicely," I told her. Saturday evening came and I showed up at her house at 5:00 like I had told her. I was dressed in my three piece suit and I had picked up some flowers on the way over. I rang the doorbell and heard her "Come in" over the doorbell intercom. "Hello, Tracy?" I said as I came in the door. "I'm in the bedroom. Have a seat I'll be right out!" she called from the back of the house someplace. I went ahead and stood by the couch and waited for her. She came out a couple minutes later. "Hi, sorry about that but I wanted to be ready when you saw me. I hope this is all right for whatever we are doing?" she said. Tracy was wearing a stunning full length halter-top dress, dark blue in color, with an empire waist and a wide rhinestone-jewelled band around the waist where a belt would be. The dress was slit along one side up to the hip and she wore silver metallic CFM heels. I stood there looking at her speechless. "It IS all right isn't it?" she asked again, snapping me out of my stupor. "Oh sorry, you look... damn! You are gorgeous Tracy!" I said, looking at her again. Tracy wore her hair loose that night, the blonde wavy curls falling down over her shoulder like a beautiful blonde waterfall. She wore her smoky eye makeup a little darker and added a shimmering touch up closer to her brows. She had a nice rosy blush to her cheekbones and perfect red ...

... lips. I was completely captivated and couldn't stop looking at her. "Thank you, Rick. It's nice to have a reason for all this primping and polishing. So where are we going, I've been dying of curiosity!" she said. "Well I thought we would start out with a nice dinner. There's this new restaurant I want to check out across town," I told her, "But first, I brought these for you." I handed her the flowers and she looked at them and then at me. I could see her eyes beginning to tear up. Her pretty bottom lip started to quiver and she turned away from me. "Are you ok? You're not allergic to flowers are you?" I asked. She paused for a moment and then took a deep breath. "No, I'm not allergic. It's just... it's been so long since anyone brought me flowers. I love flowers," she said. She turned around to face me. "Thank you, Rick. Thank you for being so sweet." I smiled at her. "Are you ready to go?" I asked. "Yes, just let me put these in some water first," she said, and went into the kitchen. A moment later I heard "Rick can you help me?" I went into the kitchen and she was struggling to reach a dusty old vase in the cabinet above the refrigerator. "I can't reach the vase," she said. I got it down for her and she washed it under the sink. "Shows how long it's been since it had a use!" she commented aloud. She put water in it and placed the flowers carefully in the vase, arranging them a bit. Then the vase went onto the middle of the table. "There. That is perfect!" she said, turning to ...