Around 6 I answer the door wearing jeans and a tight-ish light grey t-shirt smiling. "Hey."

"Hey." She smiles. "You look good."

"Thanks. You do too." She's wearing jeans and boots that end at her thighs with a white button up top. Her hair is up in a loose ponytail.

"So, we could leave now…" She smiles a little uncomfortable.

"Yeah." I smile back and we go to her car and drive to Olive Garden. "So… What do you want to talk about?" I say as we sit down and order our meals.

She shrugs. "Why'd you say yes?"

"Why'd you ask in the first place?" I raise an eyebrow challengingly.

"Because you're smart and good looking."

"Thanks." I smile blushing.

"Why'd you say yes?"

"You're smart and good looking and bold." I shrug. "If you have the guts to ask out your bosses boss you either deserve a chance or are an ass who doesn't. I don't think you're an ass."

"Oh." She smiles and bites her lip.

"Stop doing that."

"Doing what?"

"Biting your lip."

"Why?" She stops anyways.

"Because." I say clearly not wanting to say.

"Because why?"

I blush. "Because it's incredibly sexy."

She blushes. "Oh."

I look down at my drink. "So…"

"So?"

"You're almost 30. I'm almost 45. That's almost 15 years. Why?" I fidget a little uncomfortable.

"Because your parents had you 15 years before me?" She looks a little confused.

"I was a freshman in high school when you were born. Why would you want someone that much older than you?"

"Why do you seem so uncomfortable that I do?"

I shrug. "Because I am." I frown. "I'm 15 years older than you! I want to understand. Because I don't."

"Do you like me?"

"Yes, but I'm the older woman. That makes sense. You're young, sexy…" I trail off blushing.

She smiles. "Thanks. And you aren't very old, and you are very sexy, smart. I don't see where it makes no sense." She laughs when I blush.

"Stop that!" I say blushing deeper.

"Or what?" She says teasingly.

I roll my eyes. "Fine, don't stop."

"Don't stop? That's for later." I look at her wide eyed.

"What? I… we… What?"

She laughs. "Never mind, guess not."

"Why did you say that?" I frown. "This is the first date. I do not sleep with anyone on the first date. Or beg."

"I was joking. I wanted to see how you'd react. And as far as begging goes, we'll see." She smiles.

"Confident." I smile back. "I like it."

"Cool." We make small talk the rest of the meal and she drives me home. "This was fun." She smiles at me.

"Yeah." I agree smiling back and thinking. Do I want to kiss her? Will she kiss me? If she kisses me will it just be a kiss? Should I invite her in? She walks me to the door probably thinking the same things and we stand there awkwardly for a little while. She looks at me probably not sure if I want her to kiss me or not. I smile at her and lean in to kiss her. She kisses me back and I smile at her when we pull away. I look hesitant. "Uh… you can come in… if you want." I smile a little and she nods and follows me in. "Do you want a drink?"

"I'm fine." I smile and lead her to the living room and sit next to her on the couch. "So… Why'd you let me in?"

I shrug. "Good kisser."

"I thought you don't have sex on the first date."

"I don't." I frown. "I don't know. I like you."

She smiles. "I like you too." I smile at her.

"Thanks." I pull my knees up onto the couch and smile at her again.

"When is the last time you had sex?" She looks curious and I sigh.

"Why would you ask that?"

"Because I'm curious."

I frown. "Like I said. Too much time around House. Of course you'd jump right to my sex life."

"I'm just curious."

"It's been a long time."

"How long?"

I sigh. "It's been almost 8 years."

"8 years?!"

"I haven't had any dates in that long further than the first date, and when House found out about them he'd ruin them."

"I take it sex isn't a big part of your life?"

"I have a reputation to uphold. I can't go get laid just because I want to."

"Why? You going to be fired just because you like sex?"

"No, but still."

"Ok." She smiles.

"How long has it been for you?"

"Not long."

"How long is that?"

"A few weeks."

"Oh. Ok." I shrug and smile at her I scoot a little closer. I look at her and her lips then back at her and kiss her. We kiss for a while and I jump when I feel her hand brush over my crotch. "Thirteen…" I pull away from her.

She looks at me. "What?"

I frown. "You were touching me."

"Ok…"

"Intimately."

"Sorry." She frowns.

"It's ok. I just don't want to yet."

"Ok." She leans back towards me and kisses me again with her hands in my hair so they won't rub against me. We kiss for a while and I smile at her catching my breath. She takes her hands out of my hair smiling. "This is fun."

I smile and nod in agreement. "It is." I kiss her again and feel my hands wandering her body and stop. "Sorry."

"What?"

"I was… never mind." I shrug.

"Tell me or I'll tickle you." She says smiling teasingly.

"You wouldn't!" I smile back and gasp when she does, knocking me back against the couch so I'm under her writhing around and laughing and screaming.

"Tell me what you did!" She says laughing and tickling me.

"N… Never!" I laugh.

"Tell me!" She says again.

I look at her a little turned on. "I did this." I grab her breast and she gasps.

"I thought you didn't do sex on the first date."

"I'm horny. It's been years since someone touched me sexually." I blush and pull her down to kiss me unbuttoning her shirt and throwing it off her. She smiles unbuttoning my jeans as I do hers. She pulls me up enough to pull my shirt off and looks at me. I blush as she does so but don't stop her. She notices and smiles.

"Why are you blushing?"

I frown. "Shut up." I pull off her bra and smile. I pull her so that her breasts are above me and lick and nip at them. She moans and stops me. "Hey! This is fun."

"It's your turn." She smiles and I smile back. She pulls the bra off me and laughs when I moan just from the contact of removing the bra.

"Shut up!" I blush as she laughs causing her to laugh more.

"Do you not masturbate?"

"I don't. Makes sex better not to."

"To the point where you moan when the material of your bra touches you?"

I blush deeper. "Shut up." I moan loudly when she uses her thumb and finger to pinch and soothe my nipple. She laughs and I frown. "Thirteen! Stop laughing at me!" She does the same to my other nipple and I moan again. She smiles apologetically for laughing and kisses me. I smile on her lips and then kiss her back. She kisses my neck causing me to moan again then she sucks on one of my nipples causing me to moan loudly and pull her head closer to my breast. She smiles and sucks harder rolling her tongue over it. She kisses down my stomach and I moan and gasp. She looks up at me.

"I'm not even there yet." She teases and I fake scowl at her. "You're very vocal." I nod at her and she pulls my panties off slowly and I watch her extremely turned on. She throws them aside and smiles up at me then spreads my legs and licks me gently causing me to moan and squirm. "You're very wet."

"I know." I blush and she licks me again running her tongue over my clit and I buck into her face. "God!" I moan out. She pushes my hips down so I can't buck again and does it again and again. She nips lightly and I whimper. "Don't do that!" She smirks up at me and does it again and I cry out. "Thirteen!" I push her away from me. "That hurts!" She frowns.

"Sorry. I didn't think it hurt that bad. You have a sexy whimper." I frown at her and she frowns back. "Sorry."

I sigh and sit up. "Go home."

She frowns. "Can I see you again?"

I shrug. "I dunno. I'm not into pain. And I said not to do that and you did it anyways." I get up and get dressed. "Where'd my thong go?" I say tossing her clothes to her.

"I don't know." She gets dressed. "I'm sorry. I won't do it again if we ever do this again." She looks at me. "See you at work."

"See you." I walk her out and then go back to looking for my thong but can't find it anywhere. I give up and get ready for bed and go to sleep.