Gestures that made Lexi go wild and hard -part 2

“But with me?” I shook my head. “I mean come on Lana I’m sure there’s some guys who would…”

“I don’t care about other guys, I want to go out with the guy who gave me such a beautiful card and who made me happy today.”

Oh boy, this was starting to get awkward. I kept telling myself this meant nothing, but it seemed like it did. I should keep saying no, it was the right thing, I had no business going out with someone like her, hell she had kids my age. Then again, the thought of finally seeing her dressed up, would be…

“So what do you say Lexi, you want to go out with me tonight?”

“You mean like a date?” I blurted out.

Oh, you fucking moron, I thought as soon as the words left my mouth. What a first class boob.

“I mean like two people going out and having a good time together.” She shrugged and said. “But you can say it’s a date if you want. Tonight can be anything you want it to be.”

Anything? Slow down Romeo, she’s just playing along with me.

“Well jeez I can’t be as special as you say I am if you need this much time to decide.” Lana said, shaking her head. “So much for my confidence.”

“It’s not that,” I said quickly. “I just, I can’t pay and I…”

“Don’t worry about money, I have plenty, what I don’t have is someone to spend Valentine’s with.” She sighed. “Not even my Valentine.”

“Well I…”

“You don’t have to worry about dressing up,” she pointed out. “We can…”

“I have something nice I can wear.” I told her.

“Really?” she smiled. “I’d love to see you dressed nice.”

That makes two of us, I thought. I was running out of ways to say no.

“Come on Lexi,” she said, “It would make me sad to be alone tonight.”

Lana put her head down and looked up at me though her eyelashes with those huge brown eyes pushed her lips into a pout and whispered. “You wouldn’t want me to be sad tonight would you?”

I shook my head; there was no way in hell I could say no to that look.

“Okay.” I told her. “I’ve always been a sucker for big brown eyes.”

“Really?” She gave me a sly smile. “That’s good to know.”

Was she flirting with me? No, don’t be…

“I’ll pick you up at seven and at your house; I don’t want you walking around all dressed up tonight okay?”

“Okay,” I told her as I opened the door to get out. “I’ll see you then.”

“Thank you Lexi,” she said. “You’ve really made me happy today.”

“Good,” I nodded. “I’m glad you’re going to have a good day.”

“Who says it will have to stop just on that day?” She gave me a wink, “I’m looking forward to tonight Lexi, I really am.”

*****

I was in front of Kate’s house pacing nervously. It was five past seven and I was wondering if Lana had come to her senses and decided not to pick me up. For the third time in the last ten minutes I started to walk back up the stairs to Kate’s door to use his phone and see if she were coming. As I had the other two times, I stopped myself. If she were on her way, I would look like an idiot and I’d done enough of that this morning. If she had changed her mind I didn’t want her to feel bad.

Walking past Kate’s house I stopped in front of the bakery next door. It was closed and in the street light I could see my reflection in the window. I had to say that for the first time in a long time I looked pretty good. After Lana had given me a card with her cell number and left, I hoofed it downtown where

I had not only gotten my hair cut, but splurged the extra five dollars for a shave. From there I went to the restaurant to see if someone had called for me about a job. As had been the case for quite some time Kate said that no one had called.

Although disappointed I still found myself in a damn good mood. I was going out tonight and whether it was a real date, which I doubted, or not, it would be a great night with a beautiful woman. Kate noticed I didn’t look as upset as usual and asked what had me in such a good mood. Part of me didn’t want to tell him,

but he was really the only friend I had and I caved. He stood there grinning while I told him about how I had bought her the card and how happy she had been. When I told him she was taking me to dinner he laughed and exclaimed.

“Lexi, that cheap assed rose is going to get you laid by a cougar!” he shook his head. “Shit man, who said you don’t have any luck?”

I rolled my eyes and told him that it wasn’t that kind of date. He laughed and told me that he was willing to bet, the next time I saw him I would be telling him he was right. Kate then went on to rant and rave about how hot older women were and how Lana was going to blow my mind.

I let him ramble, Kate was a great guy but obsessed with porn, everything was about sex to him. When he was done and I promised him that if I got lucky I would tell him the details, he turned serious. He asked if I had decent clothes and I said I did. What I did not have was a jacket.

Kate told me to go home and come back to his place around five and bring my clothes. It was a bit of a trek each way, but I eagerly took him up on it, figuring he would let me use his shower. I went home and saw my asshat neighbors were sleeping, which is what they didn’t seem to do at night. I lied down. I was tired, but wired. I hadn’t gotten much sleep, but all I could think of was Lana, how great she smelled, how soft she was.

I couldn’t wait to see her later. I closed my eyes, trying not to let my imagination take things too far. I focused on the company and what a nice time it would be, carefully keeping my mind from Kate’s absurd claims of cougar seduction.

I eventually fell asleep and did in fact dream of Lana, letting her sexy black dress hit the floor, and inviting me into her bedroom. I woke up horny as hell, and unable to help it, got off to the image of Lana’s big brown eyes looking up at me from between my legs, while those lips were doing something other than smiling. When I finished, I felt a little guilty, thinking that way of someone who was being nice to me, but damn I really was crushing on her as Kate had said.

I arrived at Kate’s around five thirty where, as I’d hoped, he told me to go ahead and use his shower. He lived with his parents and sister, and had on several occasions asked if I could stay with them. But they had no extra rooms and his mother always seemed suspicious of me for some reason.

After I’d showered, dressed and stole a couple of splashes of his Wings cologne, Kate made my night by presenting me with a black leather jacket. His birthday was next week, and he had asked for a new one and told me I could keep it. The jacket fit perfectly, and went well with my outfit. Grinning, he told me to reach into the right pocket. I did and shook my head as I pulled out three condoms.

I told him I didn’t need them, and with a laugh he told me that from what he’d heard about older women, I might need more than three. I called Lana to tell her to pick me up there and when she answered and I told her it was me, her first words were, “Lexi, don’t you dare cancel on me!”

I assured her I would never, and gave her Kate’s address. That had been six and although she hadn’t wanted me to cancel, I found myself wondering if now she would be. Leaning closer to the window, I ran my fingers through my now short hair. I’d even added a little gel, and was wondering if I’d over done it. I quickly forgot about my hair, as I heard the sound of someone pulling up behind me. I turned and felt a wave of relief go through me when I saw Lana’s truck pulling up.

Although I tried not to, I could feel a big smile on my face as I walked over and opened the door.

“Oh, don’t you look nice!” Lana exclaimed as I got in.

“Thanks,” I began, “I figured that…”

I stopped as once I’d gotten in, I turned to face her. Lana looked amazing. Her brown hair was down and like in the picture was long and curly, she was wearing makeup, and her lips full lips were coated in a deep red that perfectly matched the dress she was wearing.

What a dress it was! For once she was not wearing a scarf and her long jacket was open, leaving me a clear view of what was an almost disturbingly low cut neckline. I tried to tell myself to get my eyes up, but they were ignoring me, instead focusing on a patch of freckles just above the dress and then dipping lower, to what was some damn impressive cleavage.

Lana was leaning toward me, causing the top of the dress to fall forward just enough to give me a glimpse of not only the swelling of her breasts, but just a hint of red lace.

With an effort I got my head up, just in time for her to lean in and kiss my cheek. I felt my heart skip a beat as this wasn’t a quick peck, rather her lips lingered for a moment, leaving me to revel in their soft touch. After the kiss, she breathed deeply, “Oh and you smell nice too!”

She’d whispered it close to my ear, and in a soft tone of voice, the “oh” sounding like a purr. I felt my heart skip another beat, and a stirring between my legs.

Stop that! Jeez, this could be a long night, if I didn’t stop acting like a teenager. Lana leaned back, and cocking her head stared at me for a moment. I didn’t mind, as it gave me a chance to take her in as well. This time I kept my eyes above the neck, but the view was just as nice. I’d known she was fairly pretty, but seeing her like this, hair down and all made up, it hit me that she was beautiful.

“You look good Lexi,” she told me. “I love that shirt; it brings out your eyes.”