Dahlia stood in front of her closet, going through her outfits for the evening. She wanted to look perfect for her dinner with Abel. Her heart raced as she considered what to wear. She finally settled on a red dress that accentuated her curves just right, and did very well to her breasts, tonight she wanted to please Abel. It was elegant yet not too formal, suitable for a special night out with an old friend.
With the dress decided, she moved to her vanity table and began applying makeup. She aimed for a natural look, enhancing her features without going overboard, something cute yet not too flashy or screaming desperate. As she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. Seeing Abel again after so long brought a whirlwind of emotions. He looked so good now, so mature, so sexy, she was like a peahen being attracted to the beautiful feathers of her peacock, who in this scenario was her dear childhood friend Abel. Saying his name in her head did something magical to her inner woman.
Once her makeup was complete, she styled her hair into loose waves that framed her face. She added a delicate necklace and earrings, the finishing touches to her ensemble. After a final glance in the mirror, she took a deep breath and left her room to get ready to head out.
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Abel, too, was getting ready for the dinner. He stood in front of his bedroom mirror, adjusting his tie and smoothing out his shirt. He chose a smart, dark suit, and a hint of cologne to complete his look. The thought of seeing Dahlia again after all these years made his heart race.
He recalled the countless moments they had shared as children, the laughter, the adventures, and how close they had been. As he got ready, he couldn't help but wonder how much had changed and how much of that bond still remained.
His thoughts were filled with anticipation as he prepared to meet Dahlia. He had missed her more than he had admitted, and he was determined to make this dinner a memorable evening for both of them.
Abel's Arrival
Abel took a deep breath and raised his hand, gently rapping on Dahlia's apartment door. As he waited, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. Seeing Dahlia again meant more to him than he had initially realized. The memories of their childhood had come flooding back, and he was eager to catch up and make new memories with her.
The door swung open, and there she stood, looking stunning in her red dress. Abel was momentarily taken aback by her beauty. He couldn't help but let his eyes roam over her body, taking in every detail. The elegant dress accentuated her curves, and the subtle makeup and soft waves of her hair added to her allure.
"Wow, Dahlia," he finally managed to say, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "You look incredible."
He offered her a warm smile, his heart racing as he realized the chemistry that still existed between them. Their connection was undeniable, and he couldn't wait to spend the evening with her.
Literally
Abel takes a bold step to Dahlia, he takes of the red dress, she helps him, she gets on her knees ready to take him then and there, completely forgotten about the dinner they had planned, her breasts swelling in anticipation.
"Ahhh... Abel..." She moans as she feels his cock pressing against her lips.He puts his hands on her head and slowly pushes it down until his cock is fully inside her mouth and down her throat. He can't believe how good this feels.
Dahlia moans around his cock as she feels him pushing her head down onto his shaft. Her tongue swirls around the tip of his cock, tasting the precum that's leaking out of him.
She pulls back off his cock, looking up at him with lust in her eyes. "You like that?" She asks, knowing full well what he likes. "Yes, very much." He says with a smile.
"I'm glad." She says before she goes back to sucking his cock. "Mmmm... yes... mmmmm..." He moans, loving every second of her mouth. "Ohhhh... Dahlia..." He groans, feeling himself getting close.
He doesn't want to cum yet, but he knows he needs to. He pulls away from her mouth, "Dahlia, I need to fuck you." He tells her, "We can have the dinner later, I know this is sudden, but..." He says with a smile, pulling her to her feet.
He kisses her passionately, not wanting to stop kissing her. "Ahhhhh..." She moans into his mouth as their tongues dance together. He pulls away from her, "Let's go to my room." He says with a smile.