Valentine's Day - Sex Stories

Valentine's Day

February, the shortest month of the year and the most romantic. Men and women go out of their way to buy nick nacks and doodads that they will never use to express how deep their love and devotion is to each other. When all any of us really want is to be appreciated. Bruce struggled every year to impress his girl Heather, this year was no different. He searched online and asked his friends what they were doing for Valentine's Day, but nothing ever felt right. On the night of the 13th he took Heather out to eat. It was a Thursday, so the crowds were thin since almost everyone else would be going out the next day. He chose a restaurant that was a little more secluded than usual and was near the park by the river. Heather dressed in a simple gown that shimmered in the light. It was hunter green which made her eyes twinkle and contrasted beautifully with her golden hair. She kept asking Bruce where they were going as he drove, but he kept stalling and telling her to wait. They parked in a lot and walked towards the restaurant hand in hand. She gasped when they emerged onto the steps above the riverside park. Spread out in front of her was the river, twinkling with reflected starlight and the distant bridge. The moon behind them cast a stark white light across the green space in front of her. She squeezed Bruce's hand tightly as they walked down the short steps and onto the path. Bruce led her along the path in silence, enjoying the shared beauty of the moment with her. It was ...

... almost a shame they had to stop and eat. The restaurant was a small building right on the river with a beautiful view towards the bridge. Heather and Bruce enjoyed the company of each other as much or more than the meal. The candle light danced on Heather's dress, making her curves shimmer and beckon Bruce. When she slid her bare foot along his ankle and calf he nearly jumped out of his seat. It had been a while since they had openly teased each other and he had missed it as much as she had. Real life had been in the way, but tonight the barriers were far away and fading fast. "It's been a while since you played like that," Bruce whispered quietly across the table. Heather grinned and sipped her drink. "You do still enjoy it, don't you?" she inquired as her foot continued to rub his leg. "I always will sweetheart," he replied. "Especially when you are in one of your sexy dresses." Bruce made a point to look longingly at the cleavage where her dress plunged into a deep V shape. Heather flushed a little as he looked at her. " Green is still your favorite, isn't it?" She sat up and wiggled just a bit for him. Bruce let out a small moan as he watched her wiggle. "I love when you wiggle like that. If only the bra wouldn't dampen the jiggle." He grinned and teased. The suggestion was both a challenge and a jest. He was a bit surprised to see Heather considering her options as the waiter came back to take their desert order. Before he left, Heather asked about a bathroom and excused ...