1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    thinking about forgetting the date, and just falling into his arms. The twinkle in his eye when he looked at me said very clearly that he was thinking the same thing. That, however, was not one of the steps that was done at this point in the mating dance. That was to be saved for the finale. &#034You look great, doll!&#034 Peter said exuberantly. &#034Shall we go?&#034 I had expected at least a kiss on the cheek in greeting after the passionate scene that we had made at the apartment door the night he walked me home, but Peter made no such move toward me. I had assumed that he would have been anxious to hold me in his arms, and kiss me. Most women who look like I do have to fight off the attentions of their men, but here was a man whose arms I wanted to be in, who appeared to be holding back. Why? I picked up my white lace shawl, and handed it to Peter. He put it around me, and for just a second, rested his hands on my shoulders. That felt very good, but did not last for long. Surely he knew that he could have all of me that night. Why was he holding back? There was a famous steak restaurant on 8th Avenue near 44th Street, and Peter announced that we were going there for dinner. It was only three blocks from where I lived, so we walked. Summer had just officially ended, but the chill of Autumn had not yet found the air. It was pleasant to walk with my arm crooked in his. I still drew looks from all the men we passed, but now these stares of lechery at me ended with a look of ...
    envy toward Peter. They all were wishing that they were in his place. After dinner, Peter hailed a cab outside of restaurant, and we were off to the Criterion Theater in Times Square to see a movie. I asked Peter why he had gotten a taxi since the theater was only about five blocks away, and it was no faster than walking with all the mid-town traffic that we had to get through. &#034Well, doll,&#034 he said, &#034 this is our first real date, and I wanted it to be special for you.&#034 He made me feel very good by saying that. I really do not remember what movie was playing that night except that it was some sort of love story. That suited my mood just fine. The more time I spent with Peter, the more I became convinced that I was falling in love with him. I cannot say exactly why I was feeling that way. Peter was not all that different from any of a dozen men that I knew, but there was something special about him. Maybe it was the little things, like what he said to me in the taxi. I do not know. I only know that was the way I was feeling, and I prayed he was feeling the same about me. I was still curious about why he was stalling about the physical affection from me that was his for the taking. No other man that I had ever been with in an even remotely romantic or lustful situation had ever held back. About half way through the movie I felt his arm around my shoulders. I thought that things were about to heat up between us, but that was as far as it went. Near the end of the ...
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