As my eyes traveled downward over her body; I could see the indentation of her navel, the waist band of her panties, and her puffy mound of Venus, was clearly visible pressing against the front of her clinging dress. The short skirt of her dress only came haft way down, her well toned, tanned thighs, and she was wearing a pair of pink flip flops on her feet.
I just stood there; gawking at her, with my tongue hanging out, like a dog on a hot summer’s day. God the effect this girl has on me is unbelievable. What more can I say? She’s always been my dream girl.
Rita was smiling at me as she took my hand in hers and said sweetly, “Meat, I’ve been trying to get up the courage to call you, and tell you how sorry I am, that our date didn’t work out better.”
Christ my heart jumped when she took my hand in hers. I instinctively wrapped my fingers around her soft warm hand and held it, like a teenager.
She didn’t seem to mind that I was holding her hand, she just continued on, with what she was saying, “Meat, I really need to ask you, for a big favor now. I was only planning on getting a few things, so I walked to the store. But as you can see; I got a little carried away! Now I need a ride home. I’ll tell you what, if you give me a lift, I’ll make breakfast for us.”
I smiled as I said, “Sure I’ll be happy to give you a ride home.”
Rita looked at me strangely as she said, “Meat, I thought you stuttered!”
I tried to sound cool as I said “I do when I’m around pretty girls, like you.” After saying that; I got such a rumbling in my gut, that I was afraid, I was going to fart.
Rita smiled as she asked, “Do you really think I’m pretty?”
I knew she was fishing for a compliment so I said, “Yea, Rita, I think you’re very pretty.”
Rita eyes were sparkling as she said,” You’re so sweet. I’m really sorry our date didn’t go better, maybe the next time, things will be different. That’s if, you ever want to go out with me again.”
My heart jumped when I heard her say that. I wanted to say something to impress her, but I couldn’t think of anything witty, to say.
Just like always; I though to myself, when I’m around her, I just can’t find the right words to say.
Rita gently pulled her hand from mine, so she could pay for her groceries. I bagged them for her, and loaded the bags into her shopping cart. As we walked out of the store; I followed alone behind her, like a puppy dog, pushing her shopping cart. What I was really doing, was watching her lovely hips swaying from side to side and admiring her ass, as she walked.
Rita lived on the third floor of an old three family house in the city point area of New Haven. As I lugged her groceries up the steep narrow hallway stairs. I couldn’t stop myself from peeking up under her skirt and admiring the backs of her long beautiful legs and the shapely round craves of her buns, under the sexy black lacy panties, she was wearing
Her apartment was tiny. I guess you could say it was cozy. As I tried to help her, put away her groceries. We kept bumping into each other and rubbing against each other. As our bodies touched, Rita would blush and smile at me. And I’d get a thrill that would shoot right down to the end of my cock, than I’d grin back at her like a fool.