Mark would admit he was rather vanilla in his outlook on sex. A few positions, he loved eating pussy, wouldn’t turn down a blowjob, but when it came to the appearance of a woman, he loved a ponytail, he loved a woman wearing a skirt with thigh-highs and heels, or a gorgeous dress with the same on her legs and feet, and he loved a woman who wore glasses. Cindy did need to wear them at work, but meeting her for a drink after work one evening, she was still wearing them and she noticed his reaction.
So she’d taken to wearing them more often, just for him.
C: Missed you tonight, though Alexa did keep me company here at home.
M: I would have invited you tonight but you’ll meet all my friends properly tomorrow.
C: You needed time with your friends, Mark. It’s okay, but thank you for thinking about me.
M: They’re looking forward to meeting you. They say I’m looking and sounding far happier than a month ago.
C: I think I’ll take some of the credit. Alexa was very jealous of the flowers that are sitting under my television. I still love them, by the way.
M: I’m just glad I picked the right flowers. I never did ask if you had a favourite.
They continued messaging until Cindy admitted she was tired, sending one last selfie of her snuggled up in bed. She was so damned cute, he almost messaged how he was really feeling about her. But it was too soon and he didn’t want to scare her off, particularly as they hadn’t even spent the night together. But it had been far too long since he’d felt anything like this. Hell, the last few years of his marriage, about two or three years after the birth of his daughter, had been going through the motions as he hadn’t noticed how distant his wife slowly but surely turned away from him.
Waking in the morning, he laughed as he already had a morning selfie from Cindy. With each passing day, they go a little more risque. Nothing of her naked just yet, not that he expected nor asked for that, but this one was of her wrapped in a towel, bending towards the mirror, and the cleavage was unreal. There was a simple message underneath it.
C: Care to explore my valleys, Mark? xxx
M: I always wanted to be an explorer when I was growing up.
C: Could you handle a topless shot?
M: I could but I’d rather see you in person like that.
He thought he’d pushed it too far before his phone dinged.
C: Me too!
He smiled as the next selfie was of her with her back to the mirror, showing the curves of her very pert butt cheeks. He knew she had a fantastic arse, as she often wore tight skirts that highlighted how toned her butt was, and he still loved her legs, letting her know how great they were whenever she had them in thigh-highs or stockings.
Pottering around the house as he normally did on a Saturday when his daughter wasn’t around, he was receiving the occasional message when Cindy sent him one that surprised him.
C: Lunch at mine before we got to your friends’ place?
M: What time?
C: Is half an hour okay?
M: I’ll pack what I need and be there shortly.
Wearing just a t-shirt and shorts, he was smiling when she opened the door, greeted by Cindy in a sundress that showed off her lightly tanned arms, tight to her body, and the hem was incredibly short, showing off most of her lightly tanned legs. What surprised him was the fact she almost leapt on him, her mouth eager for his, but when he didn’t hesitate sliding his tongue inside her mouth, the whimper she released made him harder than he could remember. She felt it pressing into her and had to break the kiss, needing to giggle.
“Um… Hello…” he managed to state.
“Just a little excited about today, I guess. Well, I’d call it nervous excitement anyway. Are you hungry?”
“I am, and the barbecue won’t be starting until it’s near dark for dinner anyway.”
“It’s nothing much, just a little finger food and snacks, but I thought…”
When his fingers caressed her cheek, she noticed her eyes close, the sweet smile form, moving her head into his palm. He knew his hands were rough, years of physical work before he finally earned his move into an air-conditioned office, but she still seemed to enjoy his touch, each and every time. Leaning down to kiss her, this one was far more intimate and tender, but expressed more of his feelings for her, and she replied in kind. Pulling her tight, his hands caressed her body, moving down to give her arse a gentle squeeze.
“Mark?” she whispered.
“Yeah?”
“I know it might seem early, but I’d love to introduce you to my family already. I’ve just got a really good feeling about this. Scare you off now?”
“I’d love to meet the people who produced such a wonderful young woman.”
He noticed her lower lip tremble as she gazed into his eyes. “There you go, being all you again!”
Chuckling to himself, he pulled her close, inhaling the scent of her shampoo. He knew she loved strawberries in her hair, at least in regards to the scent, but her perfume was always more of a floral scent. Whatever it was, she always smelled fantastic, and he ensured to compliment her all the time. Occasionally, he’s sniff a new scent and she’d always smile at the fact he noticed.
Lunch was relaxed, neither of them drinking as he had to drive later that afternoon. After filling but not over-stuffing themselves, they remained sitting at the table, enjoying a coffee each as they discussed their week, what his daughter was up to, how each other’s families were. He wasn’t surprised to hear all her friends were eager to meet him, having agreed that he’d be doing that the next weekend. She’d already had assurances that his friends would be delighted to meet her.
“Whoever she is, they’ve put a smile back on my face,” he’d told her.
He carried her small bag down to his car, placing that next to his on the backseat. As he drove as automatic, he held her hand nearly the entire drive before she rested her hand on his thigh. Lightly stroking it was enough to get blood flowing in a certain direction. She noticed his reaction and giggled, eventually resting her hand only a couple of inches south of his crotch, giggling as he mentioned it was somewhat dangerous territory.
Walking hand in hand towards the gate that led into the backyard, Scott was the first one to see them. He felt his hand gripped tighter as she was slowly introduced his friends. Glancing at her each time, she was smiling but seemed to be having trouble relaxing. He knew how nervous she was, so once she’d met everyone who was already present, he led her inside so they could grab a drink and place their things in a bedroom, if they wanted to change for a swim later.
“Are you okay?” he asked, as he was a little concerned.
She hugged him immediately, resting her head against his chest. It was something he’d already learned about her, that she loved doing it. “It’s always nerve shredding meeting new people, but if they’re your friends, Mark, then they’re bound to be good people.”
Lifting her chin with a finger, he met her eyes and was thankful they simply dazzled him in return, leaning down to kiss her soft. “As long as you’re okay. If at any time you feel uncomfortable…”
“I have no problem with gay men, Mark.”
“I didn’t mean…”
She kissed him again. “That came out completely wrong. Sorry. I just mean it’s the meeting new people that makes me nervous. I’m twenty-eight and still feel like an awkward young girl in new situations.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Cindy. Hold my hand and, if you need to escape, give my hand a couple of squeezes.”
The next couple of hours were relaxing, and Cindy eventually cuddled into his side as she wrapped an arm around her, holding her tightly in return. He was fairly sure she was comfortable in everyone’s presence. She enjoyed a glass or two of wine, while he stuck to beer, hoping he’d be right to drive when all was said and done. He didn’t particularly want his first night with Cindy to be at his friend’s house.
After the group ate, and the drinks really started to flow, Mark and Cindy remaining sensible, a few suggested it was time to enjoy the pool, spa bath and jacuzzi that was on offer. Mark was keen but noticed the slight hesitancy from Cindy. Asking her if she was comfortable, she bit her bottom lip before nodding it was okay.
He stripped and put on a pair of tight swimming shorts that didn’t particularly leave much to the imagination. Cindy had disappeared into the bathroom for privacy. Exiting wearing a bikini top that showed off her lovely breasts, when he noticed the shorts she was wearing, he would admit to slight disappointment, as he knew Cindy would have looked sexy as anything in a two-piece bikini.
What he didn’t realise is that his slight disappointment likely reflected on his face and in his eyes. He noticed his reaction provoked one in Cindy. Before she could cry or run away, he was stepping forward, ensuring she was in his arms, thankful she didn’t fight him off.
“Sorry, sweetie, I’m sorry. It’s my inner caveman, the man in me that wanted to see my girl in a bikini, showing off her absolutely stunning body for me.”
She jerked her head up, not seeing tears but wearing a smile. “Your girl?” she whispered.
That made him blush as he’d just said what he was thinking. “Well, yeah…”
She smiled at him before lowering her head, feeling her forehead against his chest. “It’s too soon, Mark.”
“What’s too soon?”
Remaining silent, he was wondering what she could possibly mean. Hugging her again, she relaxed against him, enjoying the fact he could feel her soft skin at her fingertips. “Next weekend,” she whispered, “With my friends. I can’t tell you now, Mark. It’s too soon. Do you trust me?”