We sat on a patio outside a small pub style restaurant. We were eating burgers and sharing an order of fries. I hadn't eaten that much grease in three years and judging by the way she ate her burger I would say it had been at least that long for her. We were having a great time thou so I wasn't about to let something stupid like a diet ruin my day. I slopped a fry thru some kind of dipping sauce the pub made in house and held it out to Gisele.
"Here you have to try this before I eat it all," I insisted holding back a chuckle as I did.
She slowly extended her tongue above the fry than dropped it down and wrapped it around the fry in one fluid motion pulling it back into her mouth, "Hmmm, delicious," she said licking her lips as she swallowed. God I wanted to kiss her so bad, but there was just no good excuse for that. So I made my peace with the fact that I would never know what she tasted like. Honestly it was probably for the best. After tasting her I don't think I'd ever be able to settle for another and I didn't want to die alone.
The rest of lunch passed by quickly with us mostly discussing what else we wanted to do before dinner. I insisted on paying for the rest of the outfit to support her and she said that only worked if I let her buy me dinner to say thanks. So after the pub we bought hoop earrings and bangles at a jewelry shop. Than bought a set of matching scrunchies to do pigtails. Than we went to an intimates boutique were all the sudden Gisele once more found a chair and decided not to participate in the shopping.
"I want to be your doll one more time. What do you say, will you shop for me?" I almost choked but managed to nod. I quickly grabbed a dozen or so options. Honestly I was mostly just interested in stripping off what she was wearing. I grabbed her hand and headed for the changing rooms. I tried, but there was no hiding my excitement. I pushed her into the changing room and tossed all the lingerie on the bench. I looked at myself in the mirror as I entered the changing room and I didn't even recognize myself. I had a predatory look I had only ever seen on middle aged men leering at someone they knew would end in trouble if they pursued it, but here I was and I couldn't stop myself. As experienced as Gisele was she had to of recognized that look and new what it meant, but she let me pell off her clothes and she stood naked in front of me. She made no effort to cover herself or rush the proceedings. I couldn't help, but feel bad for this little vixen's next victim. She was just to casual with intimacy.
Slowly I pulled on a small sky blue thong and I carefully made sure it laid in all the right places. I was sure I heard her moan as I straightened the fabric. So I went on thru the pile one by one a nice one piece with clips for the stockings, a couple more thongs a pale orange bikini cut with a matching bra. A super elaborate lacy set and a set that was basically just ribbon that I couldn't even figure how it went on so she had to put it on. Of course I got pictures of all of it. The day was going perfectly and I was taking in her latest look. She was wearing a hot pink one piece. I never wore them so I didn't know what they were called, but it had black lace breaking up the pink across the stomach and above the breasts. It had black straps to hold up your stockings. I laid my hand on her stomach and looked at her in the mirror, "So what do you think. I like you in these one piece numbers. Some thigh high fishnets and some hooker heels and I think you're about perfect."
She blushed and smiled at that, "Well than I suppose I should get both the bodysuits than I also kind of want this ribbon. Don't worry I'm not trying to milk my Sugar Momma, you can pay for the cheapest. I'll pay for the other two."
Of course with out giving her chance I paid for all three, plus a couple more I was hoping to have an excuse to see her in again. We went and got shoes next and I only got one pair for her to try on. I knew the style that fit the outfit we were going for so it was just a matter of getting the right size. Once we did I made her sit and let me take a picture of her feet. I wanted to be able to envision the whole outfit since I might not ever get to see it. We picked up packaged fish nets at the same time and then headed for dinner.
We went to a slightly more upscale place for dinner and honestly I was a little surprised we were able to get in. We were dressed down and we didn't even have a reservation. At least I didn't think we had a reservation, but we were taken to a table that already had a chilled bottle of wine waiting for us and not long after a tray of dessert samplers was brought out. We slowly drank the wine and feed each other the deserts and again a wave of guilt came over me. I was helping her prepare to confess her feelings to some woman and I couldn't help, but feel like we were on a date. For such a passionate person maybe boundaries were just harder. As we were finishing the desert sampler the waiter brought out Alfredo for each of us along with a basket of garlic bread. It struck me for a moment that I had never as much as seen a menu and we had no wait time for anything. Even so I enjoyed the meal and conversation so much that I just filed it in the back of my mind with things that didn't quite add up.
We finished our meal and we left the restaurant. There we found a car waiting for us, "It's so late and you were so generous let's just share this ride, yeah?"
I nodded and we headed off she insisted on dropping me of first. Then she disappeared into the night and I into my bed and my lust filled dreams.