The Third Date 02: Dazed by Dizraeli - Sex Stories

The Third Date 02: Dazed by Dizraeli

... beautiful and... talented," she gulped, " and very clever. I really like them. I'm just not sure they're into me. I'm hoping."

"They huh?" I thought to myself. Out loud I said, "I don't know howthey could fail to be. You're amazing, gorgeous, caring, clever, fit and funny.They are bound to fall at your feet."

The blush spread across her face as she took a drink. I delicately popped a nacho in my mouth, then licked my lips slowly with my tongue while staring her out. God this felt good. Not just being here with her, but knowing, for once, exactly what I wanted, and who I wanted: rather than making me nervous it was empowering.

"How about you?" she asked, "Who are you meeting?"

"I'm not sure. Jenny didn't give me much: she just promised me thatthey," two could play this game, "were amazing... gorgeous... caring... clever... fit... and funny." My eyes held hers. It was like a game of flirting chicken.

"He sounds wonderful," she said.

"Hmmm. Funny, ´cos one word Jenny never used was 'He'. She thought I didn't notice, but I did." I swirled another nacho in cream and brought it to my lips.

"Oh. So she's set you up with a non-binary person? How do you feel about that?"

Oh, she's smart. "See, I said you were clever," I smiled and took a sip of my beer.

She grabbed some nachos and started chewing, waiting me out. I eyed her cleavage and arched my back slightly to push the girls out a little.

"To answer your question," I said (damn, I was cracking first!), ...

... "I wouldn't have a problem dating a non-binary person. But do you know what?" I treated her to a big smile. "I've missed you so much this last week. What with the recording and the conference it seems like ages since I saw you. I'd rather just blow off our dates and spend the evening with you." My voice had lost its teasing tone and just gone back to being, well, me. No pretence. This was what I truly felt anyway.

Kate:

Oh dammit, I couldn't do this any longer. I couldn't just sit here and let her flirt with me like that, looking as mind-blowingly hot as she did and not say how I felt. I had to know. She had to know.

"Priya," I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose for a moment, then leaning forward and looking straight at her, "I'd love to do that. So much." I paused. "I can't pretend any more Priya. I'm your date. I'm your third date. I was meant to walk in here by accident and rescue you from being stood up by some non-existent guy." I took a deep breath. "I'm gay and I'm very, very attracted to you and am falling in love with you. Jenny and Melissa set this up, please don't be mad at them." She was looking shocked, but at least she hadn't run. "But I have to know," I went on quickly, as she opened her mouth, "because I care for youso much, and don't want to mess this up, and I value your friendship so much Priya," I cautiously reached for her hand, which she let me take, seeming to shiver a little as I did, "and..." I gulped, "I can't be an experiment, somebody ...