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Z3: Chapter 2: First Date

Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Author: ZeeMurphy, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

diner was varied, but entirely animated. Even Ken, who’d never seen the show, had really enjoyed the “crazy space shit” and “death angel girl.” On the edge of the table, Madison turned to Zee, laughing. “I think Ken’s a convert. Syd told me in the bathroom he was already talking about watching the box set next weekend.” Zee grinned. “The nerd is strong in that one. He just doesn’t know it yet.” He looked down at his cleared plate. His 1am bacon and eggs had been delicious. “Oof. I think I’m gonna head home. I usually wake up pretty early.” She smiled at him. “Okay grampa. Whatever you say. Ken and Syd have me for a ride home, so …” She paused. “Can I walk you to your bike?” As an answer, he stood from his chair and offered her his hand. She accepted, and stood. Zee waved, taking in the table as a whole. “Have a good night guys, thanks for the fun.” General goodbyes sounded from the group, Ken’s muffled somewhat by the fries in his mouth. Syd slapped him on the ass as he stepped away from the table with Madison, which he took as a sign of approval. Zee tossed his check and some cash on the counter and waved at the guy in the kitchen. He and Madison walked out the front door of the diner, from the brightly light clatter into the quiet of a November night. Zee’d parked just a few rows back from the door, but they lingered just outside the diner for a moment. The moon was very bright, the stars even more so. Zee turned from looking at the sky to look at the girl. She was still ... enjoying the sky, so he waited for her to speak. When she did turn to look at him, it was with a contemplative expression. “Did you have a good time tonight?” She seemed almost worried. “Of course I did. Hell of a movie, halfway decent eggs, and Ken’s hamfisted groping to understand the backstory. I had a great evening.” He plucked at his shirt, which she was still wearing. “Plus, this looks way better on you than it did on me.” “That’s what I was worried about. I try not to make a habit of crying on my date. And I saw your shirt before you cleaned it off, I made it all tear-stained.” She brushed at the sleeve where she’d buried her face. “Oh, plus! I was distracted by your art and let you buy me something on the first date.” “So this did turn out to be a first date, eh?” Zee smiled, laughing. “Syd ordered me not to make too much of it beforehand.” “You let me wear your shirt and cry on you. I’d say this qualifies.” Her expression shifted to one of annoyance. “Damnit, and I forgot to ask if I could look at your full sketchbook.” Zee looked into her eyes, loving the way they took in the world. “I tell you what. Can you get out of the house next Thursday or Friday? I’d love to take you out for coffee and some dinner.” He tried to make his body language as open as possible, and didn’t lean in too close. “That sounds like fun. I’ll bring my book and we can talk art.” It was her turn to smile. “It’s a date.” “Woot. Thursday at 7.” Then he paused. Thankfully, Madison could tell what ...