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Dolore Dolce

Date: 3/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: , Source: LushStories

she finished her sentence. "Thank you, Rebecca." I took her hand and twirled her around slowly, admiring her sexy form from head to toe. Her bare legs were slender and toned. The dress hugged her subtle curves and showed off her larger, than I had imagined breasts. I laughed out loud. Rebecca frowned and asked “You don’t like the dress?” “On the contrary, you have taken my breath away. You look stunning, Rebecca. I laughed because this is the first time I have seen you while you were not sitting down. Thank you for agreeing to have dinner with me,” I smiled at her and placed a kiss on her cheek. Her head barely reached my chin. Rebecca lifted and turned her head towards my lips, just enough to allow her lips to brush against my whiskers, then smiled to herself. I opened the car door for her and ravished her with my glare as she slid in to the car seat. Her eyes locked on to mine, as I devoured her bare legs and breasts. She was pleased at the reaction she had gotten from me. "Tell me something about you, Gil," she asked as I accelerated on to the road. "Would you like me to start with my personal, or work life?" She turned to look at me and replied, "Work life first, please." "Hmmmm, are you sure? I won't be held responsible if you immediately fall asleep, once I tell you what I do," I chuckled. Rebecca laughed and replied, "I promise I won't doze off, Gil." She shifted in her seat and turned her body at an angle towards me. "I am an independent, IT security consultant." I ... turned to look at her and grinned, "I am impressed, you are still awake." She laughed and replied, "That doesn't sound boring at all. Do you have a lot of clients?" "Yes, mostly government agencies and some of the more prominent, financial institutions. They love me, when I find potential points of failure and patch holes in their systems. But become immediately less enamored with me, when they receive my invoices." "What about your personal life?” She nervously asked. "I am a fifty-five year old divorced father of two children. Both university graduates and working out west." "You don't look fifty-five. I guessed you to be in your mid-forties," Rebecca smiled. "Tell me about yourself, Rebecca. Other than how popular you are with all the boys," I chuckled. Rebecca snickered and replied, "I'm a twenty-two year old, naive young lady, working her way towards a Master’s degree, in education. Both my parents are university professors and that is my ultimate goal." "Naive?" I grinned. "Yes, very naive and much too trusting. You aren't the type of man that would take advantage of that, are you, Gil?" she coyly asked. "I am exactly the type of man that would take advantage of that," I winked at her. I parked my car in an underground lot. Rebecca grabbed hold of my arm with both her hands and held on to me tightly as we walked to the restaurant. We were seated shortly after we entered. A waitress greeted us at our table, introduced herself and recommended the special, homemade duck egg ...