A Perfect Saturday, Part 5

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Chapter 5: Dinner


Kelly looked amazing that night.  She was wearing a nice (suede? velvet?) navy
one-piece dress that stopped just above her knees.  There was also a black
jacket made of the same material.  She had on black shoes with a low heel and
black stockings that disappeared under her skirt.  She had put on a pair of
gold hoop earrings, a small gold necklace, and a gold wrist bangle.  She was
also wearing my favorite perfume, Feminine by Dolce & Gabbana.  It is a
slightly floral, clean and sweet smelling perfume, and smells even better with
a hint of cigarette smoke in the mix.  

To top it all off, she had put on some make-up.  Normally Kelly doesn't wear
much make-up; she doesn't need to.  She really has a very natural beauty.
Tonight it consisted of a light base with a little rouge, a dark red, almost
brown lipstick, and dark eye shadow that was a deep blue.  The eye shadow
could easily have gone over the edge into tramp-town by putting too much on,
but she put just enough on masterfully.  It made her eyes absolutely gorgeous.  

As she came out of the bathroom, she strutted a little, and batted her eyes
saying, "Are my purchases up to the judge's standards?"

"You look incredible - but we didn't have plans originally for a nice night
out, so what's the deal?"

"Like I said earlier, I had been thinking about this for a while.  After this
morning, I did some shopping and made plans for the evening, hoping to be
ready for anything."

"Anything?"

"I'm not saying another word at this point," she smiled as we prepared to
leave.

Today was already pretty amazing and sounded like it would only get better.
She made a reservation to go to a nice place a couple miles from school.  It
was a nice Italian hideout - a small place, the sign is barely visible, but
they have great food and drinks.  It was a little out of our normal price
range, but I decided that tonight was special.  

As we drove to the restaurant, Kelly lit up a cigarette for me, and another
for herself.  She looked picturesque sitting in the passenger seat, very
comfortable just watching the scenery and puffing away.  She smiled slightly
every time she caught me staring at her, which was often enough.  Her hand was
on my leg for the whole drive, and she leaned over once and planted a kiss on
my cheek with a small exhale.  

We arrived at the restaurant and would have a short wait to be seated.  We
went to have drink at the bar while we waited.  I ordered a scotch, and she
ordered a Sex on the Beach.  My eyes rose with a question and a smile, and she
said, "It sounded good, that's all."  But she was blushing a little.  

She removed her cigarettes from her purse (which matched her jacket); she had
decided to take the Eves out tonight.  As she placed one in her mouth, I had
my lighter ready for her.  She smiled and leaned into the flame.  As it took
hold, her eyes came up into mine and stayed there until her cigarette was lit
with a small pull from her.  She had never inhaled that first little pull, and
now she not only took that first bit of smoke, but also made another, larger
drag.  She casually removed the cigarette from her lips, with just a tiny bit
of lipstick on the filter, and inhaled the first drag.  She was snap inhaling
regularly now; it seemed to be a style with which she comfortable, and it
looked incredibly sexy.  I was impressed, and smiled to show my approval.

"You like?"

"I like it a lot, very classy.  You weren't kidding when you said you made a
decision to commit to smoking."

"After we talked this morning, I think it's more than just smoking.  You said
you felt smoking was only an add-on to make a woman sexier, and that's
actually a big difference between just finding women smokers sexy.  So that's
how I approached it today.  Smoking as an enhancement, not a goal." She
snapped another large drag.  "I think of it as another piece of jewelry; when
it's there and someone, like you, is paying attention to it, I want to show it
off.  At the same time, it shouldn't seem like there's something missing if I
don't have it there."  She had said the last two sentences as a talking
exhale, and there was still some smoke left!

"Sounds like you have some plans for the evening.  Nice or naughty?"

She took another drag and exhaled in a husky whisper, "I told you; I'm not
saying anything yet."  She was rubbing my inner thigh now.

We finished our drinks and smokes and the maitre'd escorted us to our table,
in the smoking section of course.  We ordered another drink (she switched back
to her regular vodka & tonic), had another cigarette as we scanned the menu,
and then placed our orders.  

"I have to use the ladies room," she said and stood up.  As she walked toward
the small hallway that contained the rest rooms, she glanced back at me,
slightly jerking her head and looking at me as if to say, "Follow me." I got
up and walked over to the rest room area but she was gone, so I started
walking toward the other end of the short hall

I didn't even hear the women's bathroom door open.  Kelly grabbed me by the
arm and pulled me inside, locking the door.

She reached into my pocket and pulled out my pack of smokes.  This was an old
place, and as such, had only the two bathrooms, one for each gender, and only
one toilet in each.  There was an exhaust fan running, a small window was
open, and one of those old ashtrays built into the wall next to the sink.  

She didn't say a word as she lit up, double pumping and dangling as she pushed
me down on the toilet, undid my belt, button and zipper, and pulled my dick
out through the space in my boxers.  I had become pretty hard in the few
moments since she grabbed me.  She hiked up her dress and pushed her black
lace panties to the side and straddled me on the toilet.  She dangled her
cigarette the entire time, except to ash into the tray, inhaling and exhaling
in rhythm to our bodies.  It was extremely exciting.  Only a few slight moans
escaped us, and it didn't take either of us long to cum.  She wasn't quite
done with the cigarette, and gave the rest to me as soon as she stood up to
get off me.

She cleaned herself with some toilet paper, washed her hands, and left the
rest room without a word.  It took me a little longer, as I had to wait for my
erection to go down a bit.  I finished the smoke while I waited.  By the time
I got back to our table, Kelly was a third of the way through a new cigarette.

She took a drag, grinned, and exhaled, "What took you so long?"

"Someone else wanted the same service you did."  I grinned back at her.

"Tramp," she joked.

"I'm not the one luring men into the ladies room to have a quickie," and
almost laughed out loud when I noticed the older couple next to us, probably
in their 60's, seemed to hear everything we said.

Kelly turned, saw the look of disbelief on their faces, and said, "Hi, sorry
we disturbed your meal; we're just joking."

The older man just smiled, saying, "Hey, when you're young and you've got it,
use it," and promptly received a whack from his wife.

We were saved from any more discussion by the arrival of our meal.  We talked
quietly a little more over dinner and another drink, Kelly had some follow-up
questions and I was just happy to be able to stare at her.  After dinner we
had another cigarette, where she tried to french inhale, but was having a
little difficulty with getting it right.  She practiced a bit more, and I told
her she was getting the hang of it but that the snap inhales seemed to really
be her style.

The waiter came and asked if we would like dessert, which Kelly politely
declined by saying, "No, thank you, we have dessert waiting at home (winking
at me), but we would like some coffee and Bailey's before we go."  He brought
the drinks along with the check.  We talked a little while longer over the
coffee and another smoke.  Kelly's leg brushed up against mine repeatedly,
although she never acknowledged it.  Again with the teasing!  I was eager to
get out of there and head back to my place.

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