Chapter 4
They had only been apart from each other for less than half an hour but they both already missed each other. Nonetheless, they both knew that they needed to prepare to go out. Therefore, after one last, long kiss they had separated.
Parker, after calling the restaurant to make sure their reservation was still on, he started preparing himself. He brushed his short hair, and put some gel in it. Then, wanting to give Olga a good impression, he chose a full black suit. He was starting to feel anxious, as he knew that she was wondering about his true feelings. The truth was that he was madly and deeply in love with her, but how to convince her? He promised himself that he'd be perfect that night, and all the ones to come, and that if she was still anxious about his feelings, he'd tell her the magical words...
Olga was very stressed; she didn't know what to wear or what to expect from Parker. She finally opted for a classy but sexy black dress. Now that she knew what to wear, she started to feel really anxious about what was happening between them. She tried to relax, telling herself that he was not playing with her and her feelings, that he was better than that, that he really loved her; but deep inside, she didn't know what to expect from him at all. She knew he could be the perfect gentleman; the one she had seen in the last few hours but he could also be Hell. She dried a single tear that had rolled down her face before putting on some make-up.
Olga heard a tiny knock on her door. Immediately she opened it and was more than amazed by what she saw; Parker in a suit, a full suit. He looked so handsome like that, he usually did, but like that, all she could manage to say was "wow." Parker didn't notice, as he was too amazed himself. Seeing her in a dress so close to her slim body, and with such a low-neckline, all he could manage to say was "wow." After a few moments just staring, they started to move. They moved together and started kissing. Gently Frank caressed her lips with his tongue, she opened them, allowing him to enter her mouth. They moved slowly in time, each trying to give the other pleasure. Parker pushed her slightly to the wall, at first she permitted it, putting her back to the wall, but then, in second, she turned around and cornered Frank. He laughed as he felt her hand caressing his shoulders, then lower, and lower. She brought her mouth to his throat, placing hot, moist kisses all the way to his ear and murmured in it "See how it feels to be a woman." He looked her up to see any sign of angst but all he saw was happiness and joy. He knew she was teasing him so he responded that it was not that bad to be a woman. She hit him in the ribs, and they started their walk toward the car.
Frank had chosen a romantic little restaurant in Las Vegas, with a candle on each table. Olga was very impressed, even more so when a waiter approached and took her jacket off her shoulders, before leading the way towards their table; one isolated from the others. He pulled the chair out for her, and gave her a napkin. The beginning of this evening was exactly what she wanted, and she hoped the rest of the night would be like that too...
They ordered, but didn't ask for any alcohol, as Olga wished them not to drink. They chatted about nothing in particular but it was pleasant. At the end of the dinner, before the desert, he asked her to dance. They got up, and walked to the centre of the empty dance floor. He grabbed one of her hands, and put her other on his shoulder, putting his hand on her waist. They started moving in rhythm, looking directly into each other's eyes. Soon, they were no longer aware of the people around them, as if they were the only people left in earth, living, breathing; one for the other. It was the most beautiful, sensual, and exciting dance they had ever shared with anyone. The whole restaurant was watching the charming couple, "they look so cute," said some women. As the music slowed, Parker moved his hands to her hips and got closer to her, slowly kissing her neck, whispering soft words in her ear. Just before the music stopped, they shared a brief, but passionate, kiss. The musicians looked at Frank, asking him what to play next. He opted for a tango. As the first notes of music were played, he grabbed her hand and made her fly across the dance floor. He danced so well, and she responded well to it, completing each movement he asked her. After ten minutes of torrid dance, they went back to their table, exhausted but happy. Olga's confidence in Frank was growing; she had hardly any doubt about his true feelings. They shared a banana split, him teasing her by playing with the spoon around her mouth, not wanting to give it to her. After they finished, Parker insisted on paying the bill and they left. As they exited the restaurant, he suggested they went go a nightclub, to carry on dancing. She accepted, knowing that this night would only get more magical.
She was a bit worried when she saw all those beautiful, young girls with little skirts and high heels. Those girls were way more sexy and exciting than she, and she was acutely aware of that. He took her in his arms and before she even knew it, she was dancing slowly, her head tucked into his neck. She could feel jealous eyes on them as he kissed her. "See, every girl want your place, but it's you that I want!" he told her seriously. This comment made her realise that his feelings toward her were true and deep. She looked around, and saw a few girls looking angrily at her. Enjoying this opportunity, she lay her head back on him and smiled at them.
Tell me what you really think about it, please ;-)
They had only been apart from each other for less than half an hour but they both already missed each other. Nonetheless, they both knew that they needed to prepare to go out. Therefore, after one last, long kiss they had separated.
Parker, after calling the restaurant to make sure their reservation was still on, he started preparing himself. He brushed his short hair, and put some gel in it. Then, wanting to give Olga a good impression, he chose a full black suit. He was starting to feel anxious, as he knew that she was wondering about his true feelings. The truth was that he was madly and deeply in love with her, but how to convince her? He promised himself that he'd be perfect that night, and all the ones to come, and that if she was still anxious about his feelings, he'd tell her the magical words...
Olga was very stressed; she didn't know what to wear or what to expect from Parker. She finally opted for a classy but sexy black dress. Now that she knew what to wear, she started to feel really anxious about what was happening between them. She tried to relax, telling herself that he was not playing with her and her feelings, that he was better than that, that he really loved her; but deep inside, she didn't know what to expect from him at all. She knew he could be the perfect gentleman; the one she had seen in the last few hours but he could also be Hell. She dried a single tear that had rolled down her face before putting on some make-up.
Olga heard a tiny knock on her door. Immediately she opened it and was more than amazed by what she saw; Parker in a suit, a full suit. He looked so handsome like that, he usually did, but like that, all she could manage to say was "wow." Parker didn't notice, as he was too amazed himself. Seeing her in a dress so close to her slim body, and with such a low-neckline, all he could manage to say was "wow." After a few moments just staring, they started to move. They moved together and started kissing. Gently Frank caressed her lips with his tongue, she opened them, allowing him to enter her mouth. They moved slowly in time, each trying to give the other pleasure. Parker pushed her slightly to the wall, at first she permitted it, putting her back to the wall, but then, in second, she turned around and cornered Frank. He laughed as he felt her hand caressing his shoulders, then lower, and lower. She brought her mouth to his throat, placing hot, moist kisses all the way to his ear and murmured in it "See how it feels to be a woman." He looked her up to see any sign of angst but all he saw was happiness and joy. He knew she was teasing him so he responded that it was not that bad to be a woman. She hit him in the ribs, and they started their walk toward the car.
Frank had chosen a romantic little restaurant in Las Vegas, with a candle on each table. Olga was very impressed, even more so when a waiter approached and took her jacket off her shoulders, before leading the way towards their table; one isolated from the others. He pulled the chair out for her, and gave her a napkin. The beginning of this evening was exactly what she wanted, and she hoped the rest of the night would be like that too...
They ordered, but didn't ask for any alcohol, as Olga wished them not to drink. They chatted about nothing in particular but it was pleasant. At the end of the dinner, before the desert, he asked her to dance. They got up, and walked to the centre of the empty dance floor. He grabbed one of her hands, and put her other on his shoulder, putting his hand on her waist. They started moving in rhythm, looking directly into each other's eyes. Soon, they were no longer aware of the people around them, as if they were the only people left in earth, living, breathing; one for the other. It was the most beautiful, sensual, and exciting dance they had ever shared with anyone. The whole restaurant was watching the charming couple, "they look so cute," said some women. As the music slowed, Parker moved his hands to her hips and got closer to her, slowly kissing her neck, whispering soft words in her ear. Just before the music stopped, they shared a brief, but passionate, kiss. The musicians looked at Frank, asking him what to play next. He opted for a tango. As the first notes of music were played, he grabbed her hand and made her fly across the dance floor. He danced so well, and she responded well to it, completing each movement he asked her. After ten minutes of torrid dance, they went back to their table, exhausted but happy. Olga's confidence in Frank was growing; she had hardly any doubt about his true feelings. They shared a banana split, him teasing her by playing with the spoon around her mouth, not wanting to give it to her. After they finished, Parker insisted on paying the bill and they left. As they exited the restaurant, he suggested they went go a nightclub, to carry on dancing. She accepted, knowing that this night would only get more magical.
She was a bit worried when she saw all those beautiful, young girls with little skirts and high heels. Those girls were way more sexy and exciting than she, and she was acutely aware of that. He took her in his arms and before she even knew it, she was dancing slowly, her head tucked into his neck. She could feel jealous eyes on them as he kissed her. "See, every girl want your place, but it's you that I want!" he told her seriously. This comment made her realise that his feelings toward her were true and deep. She looked around, and saw a few girls looking angrily at her. Enjoying this opportunity, she lay her head back on him and smiled at them.
Tell me what you really think about it, please ;-)
