” Moments later she took off my blind fold and I see pink rose petals scattered all over the blanket and candles lit. “Aw Ashley. I didn’t know you were such a romantic.” I say giving her a kiss on the cheek and sitting on the pillow.
“It’s not something I like to brag about.” She admitted as she took a seat next to me. “Since I can’t cook I just bought pad Thai because I know those are you favorite type of noodles. I hope that’s okay.” Handing me a paper plate and taking out the small Styrofoam box that contained the pad Thai.
I gave her a smile and kissed her, “I love that you did this for me. And pad Thai is my favorite!”
“And…I got you…” Ashley pulled out a Styrofoam cup from the basket:
“A black and white!” I shrieked with excitement grabbing the cup from her. This date could not get any better! Just being with Ashley made my heart smile. We ate most of the food and giggled at everything we said to each other like we were in 7th grade. Ashley went from sitting to lying down propping herself on her elbow. I looked into her eyes and traced her jaw line lightly with my finger. We kissed for what it seems like eternity. She pulled me on top of her having my leg in between hers. I knew she was turned on by the way she was kissing me so aggressively and so was I. Her hands traveled down my back to ass, cupping them.
“I want you to fuck me Ashley.” Grinding my pussy into hers. I could hear her breathing hard now.
“Spence…” She whispered softly, trying not to enjoy what I was doing to her.
“I know, I know. It’s just kinda hard not to say those things when I’m feeling so turned on because of you.” I say stroking her hair.
“I would fuck you right now if I didn’t have feelings for you. But I do. One day soon, I promise.” She told me while her hands were at my waist now. “We should go soon; we still have to do part two of this date.” I nodded and removed myself from being on top of her. Ashley blew out the candles, folded the blanket and threw all of our trash away. We walked back to her car, hand in hand.
“What’s next?” I asked her while she was driving.
“This place.” Ashley smirked. I hate it when she doesn’t tell me the specifics; you just have to be so secretive.
“You think you’re all that and a bag of chips don’t you?”
“Spencer I think we all know I’m cooler than a bag of chips.” Intertwining our fingers together. “We’ll be there soon.” She spoke gently, kissing my hand.
Ten minutes later we arrive at “Strikeout” which I assume is a bowling alley.
“We’re going bowling?” I asked getting out of her car.
