We stand there for a while, just watching the sun move through the sky. Neither of us says anything for a long time.
“You’re so beautiful.” I finally have to break the silence because I can’t hold it in any longer. “I’ve missed you so much.”
“I’ve missed you, too,” she replies.
“What does that mean?” I ask.
She kisses my fingertips one by one.
“I don’t know,” she says when she’s done.
“May I?” I place my hands on her belt.
“Yes,” she replies.
I unbuckle it for her. Then, I unbutton each of her shirt buttons slowly. Once I open it up, I move my hands to her chest to run them up and down, feeling her solid body in front of mine. She’s not a dream. She’s reality.
“I think this is more than just sex for me,” I say.
“But we’re still going to have sex now, right?” she asks.
I laugh and pull her shirt off, pressing against her back again.
“Yes,” I say.
“It’s more than sex for me, too,” she says.
I undo her pants.
“So, tonight…” I trail off.
“Is a date?” she asks.
I nod and kiss her shoulder. When her pants fall to the floor, I move my hands to her stomach and run them over her skin as she takes care of her shoes.
“A first date,” I say.
“If it’s a first date, should we even be doing this? I’m a pretty traditional girl. Normally, I don’t put out on the first date,” she replies.
I take my own hand and touch myself, gathering my desire for her. Then, I reach around and show it to her. Without hesitation, she takes my fingers into her mouth and sucks on them.
“We don’t have to, but you should know how much I want you,” I whisper in her ear. “And how ready I am for you.”
“You taste so good,” she says, moving my fingers in and out of her mouth, caressing them with her soft tongue.
“I want you,” I say.
“I want you, too,” she replies.
“I want you to take me slowly.”
“That might not be possible.” She lowers my hand to her panties and slips it inside. “I’m already soaked for you.”
“Oh, God,” I say, pressing my body fully against hers and stroking her clit.
“I’ll come,” she says.
“Good.”