Read after, “My shaved pussy needs fucked by some giant cock.”
I was nervous with anticipation as we approached Antonio’s apartment, and I could hear muffled cries of a small dog barking as he unlocked his door.
Antonio’s apartment was gorgeous and very modern. I expected nothing less though because he was a classy man.
“Wow. You have a beautiful home.”
“Thank you. I’m not here much, so I like to enjoy it when I can,” he said, sitting the groceries down on the kitchen counter. “Plus I make a special sauce, and I think you’ll like it.”
I smiled.
Indeed.
Another bark rang out.
Antonio’s apartment might have been classy, but he was definitely a man, and apparently not the only bachelor in the bachelor pad.
“I’d like you to meet Sampson.”
Oh honey, I can hardly wait. Let me see him.
Unfortunately Antonio didn’t unzip and show me his monster cock so I waited in the kitchen/living room area while he went to retrieve the pooch.
While he was gone, I couldn’t help but scope his place out. Everything was clean, and minimalist. No signs of an apparent girlfriend, or really much any personal belongings.
He did have a couple of photographs hanging on the wall from an apparent trip to Italy. In one, he had his arm around someone I assumed was his mother.
Lovely.
I could hear Antonio speaking to his dog in the other room, complimenting the animal on its use of the toilet pad and not his clean tile.
Oh my God this guy is too cute.
Antonio returned, with the cutest little Shih Tzu Puppy in his arms that I’d ever seen. It was just 7weeks old and as adorable as he is.
“Oh my goodness, he’s so precious.” I cooed and somehow managed to slip right back into junior high school. I actually had to lick my teeth after about the third gush of how adorable the dog was to make sure I wasn’t wearing braces anymore.
“He’s for you.” Antonio smiled, handing me the dog. “I got him after we spoke today. There is a woman in my building that breeds them.”
“For me?”
“On the plane, remember, somewhere between the in-flight movie finishing and the flight attendant refilling our drinks, you told me you were looking forward to getting a dog since you wouldn’t be traveling so much . . .”
“And the Shih Tzu breed is my favorite, that’s right. Oh my goodness Antonio, how incredibly thoughtful of you. Thank you.”
“You’re welco . . .”
Our lips met and we connected a kiss on a connection that I can not even describe.
Holy shit, I love this man.
Sampson barked, breaking up the kiss and licking our faces.
“Awwww, so cute. Why the name Sampson though?”
Antonio smiled and laughed.
“I don’t know, I just thought it was kind of cute,” he said, nuzzling the pooch as well.
“Cute like you?”
“Woof, woof,” Antonio said, leaning in to nibble my neck.“Now, you sit right there with your big, strong Sampson, and I’ll make us dinner.”
This man is amazinggggggggg.
I watched Antonio’s every move, as he rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands and got busy preparing our meal.
I couldn’t just sit and watch though so I sat Sampson down and washed my hands as well.
While at the sink, Antonio slipped up behind me and helped me soap up my arms and hands. When he finished rinsing them, he toweled them dry.
He turned me around and kissed me.
He is such a good kisser.
I wanted more and I could tell he did too, but he was amazingly on task. He took one of his tea towels and tucked it around my waist like an apron.
He lifted me up on the counter and sat me on my bottom. He nestled himself between my legs and I leaned down onto him for a kiss.
“You smell amazing,” I said.
“You are amazing.”
My pussy was juicing as fast as my heart was beating, but Antonio, once again, pulled back.
First he opened a bottle of wine and poured us each a glass.
“Salute,” he toasted.
“Salute.”
Next, Antonio put a sauce pot on the stove and turned the heat on. He was soon getting busy, preparing his sauce and with every chop of an ingredient we connected.
All the physical chemistry was obviously there. He apparently had won my heart, was confident enough to know he’d have me in his bed, and was able to just focus on really getting to know each other.
I want another kiss.
Before too long we’d discussed everything from the tougher subjects of politics and health care reform, down to the most simplistic, like the fact he had a master’s degree and couldn’t even figure out how to use the harness he’d bought for Sampson so I would have to do it.
The whole time the sparks were flying between us, it was magical.
I want you.
And he wanted me too, but something was keeping him at bay. There was just a bit of mystery that I couldn’t put my finger on.
Or my lips or my tongue, etc.
After an hour of burning off nervous energy he’d prepared our delicious dinner and I’d checked out every inch of his body.
Dinner was served, and I was certainly ready to be fed. I wanted the next conversation to be about sex!
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