We laughed about how public our affection was on our first date and how much we wanted each other. He also talked about how pleasantly surprised he was that I came up tonight and how excited he was when I said I would. He also talked about when (NOT if) I come back and the places we could go and the things we could do.
Under the bright lights and the hot stale air in the stairway, our hands and mouths explored each other as sweat formed on our brows. The time apart and the flirty conversation we just shared made us so hungry for each other. Although the stairwell was private, someone could have walked in on us which only made it hotter. We spent about 20 minutes exploring each other with our hands and mouths in the hot stairwell. We then made a quick exit back into the summer's night like nothing happened, giggling about our secret passionate moment.
Although extremely hot, our dates have been a tease of what it will be like to actually be together for an entire evening. We haven’t been able to have a full dinner of “Filet Mignon” yet, I know when we finally do it will be an explosive, marathon session. I think this is going to be one steamy, hot summer and I know I could so easily fall head over heels for this incredible man.