Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Two

... ear, "You look gorgeous,"

I smiled at him and looked up into his crystal-clear blue eyes, "Thank you so much," I said.

"Do you want to sit here or get a table?" Jerry asked.

"This is fine," I replied, knowing that if things went well, touching would be easier seated at the bar. Jerry pulled a stool back, and I slipped up onto it.

As he sat down beside me, Jerry offered, "Would you like a drink?"

"I'll have a wine spritzer, please," I answered.

After ordering drinks, Jerry turned sideways on his stool. He smiled and said, "My first concern has been allayed; you're prettier than I could have imagined."

I felt the warmth of a blush on my cheeks, and the butterflies that haunted me all day vanished instantly, never to return while I was in the company of this pleasant man.

I smiled at him.

"Ha, made ya blush," he said as he noticed my reaction to his compliment.

"You did a lot more than make me blush," I answered, which made him flash that brilliant white smile at me.

Jerry sipped his beer and then placed the glass back on the cork coaster before him. His hand moved toward me, brushing my hair to uncover my face more. His fingertip touch sent a chill down my spine.

I turned a little toward him and tilted my head back so my hair would fall behind my shoulders, but the real reason was to invite his touch.

"Tell me about your life up until tonight," I asked a rather broad, sweeping question.

He told me where he'd attended college and about ...

... his two wives and the subsequent divorces. He's never had children but regretted that fact.

"When did you get into the lifestyle?" I asked, wanting to explore more about his previous women.

"My first experience was about three years ago. I met a woman at the grocery store, of all places. She was wearing an injury boot on one foot and limping noticeably as she struggled to carry her grocery bags and use a cane to keep her weight off her injured foot." He explained.

I smiled, wanting him to continue without any input from me.

"I offered to help her and took the bags in my hand. She explained that she had stubbed her little toe three days before and broken two bones. After putting her grocery bags in her car, she thanked me and asked if I'd like to have a coffee. She was a beautiful woman, about ten years younger than me. I accepted her invitation and asked her which coffee shop she wanted to go to. I remember how surprised I was when she said, mine."

I had to say, "Did she offer coffee, tea, or me?"

"Not in those words exactly, but I can tell you this, Dianna: her foot injury didn't affect the rest of her body. By the time I left her place, I was spent and had a gallon of melted ice cream in the back of my car," Jerry said, laughing.

"So, how did this grocery trip get you involved in the lifestyle?" I asked.

"I had given her my phone number in case she wanted a return engagement but didn't hear from her for a very long time, then one day out of the blue ...