I was skeptical before my mirror and turned back and forth. Should I really wear this dress. It was simple, made only the red color is exceptional and gave my face rather pale a healthy color. The wide-swinging bell skirt billowed around my legs, airy and ended just before the knees.
for a blind date it was certainly the right outfit. Not too sexy, but not boring. Brooding I looked at my long hair and decided to hochzustecken it anyway. With a few simple steps, I summarized the dark tresses into a loose, soft nodes in the neck. A few individual curls escaped from, but again and framed my face.
Satisfied with my appearance, I sprayed perfume still a touch on my wrists, my neck and neckline.
A friendly sales had once told me, a smell coming at its best to play when he was applied to the body, the pulsing blood.
made me far, I hardly thought about this George. Bibi had betrayed me but that he lived for weeks in our block, but I noticed no one was new.
you vowed stone and bone, that George was a very nice guy who would put a woman's world at his feet.
I finally slipped into dizzyingly high pumps, which should make my legs look longer. Whether this arrangement was worth herumzuquälen, with these instruments of torture? Not to mention the increased risk of accidents all over.
I took a few cautious steps and began to fluctuate threatening. But I quickly gained my balance and went into a slow, cautious movements of the living room, in the Bibi I already expected.
"Oh, you look lovely, my dear," she gushed, "George will fall from the clouds when he sees you."
"It's enough if he is not screaming running away from my sight," I said a little snippy.
I still was a bit angry at Bibi, me without my knowledge because they wanted to pair with a total stranger. They said it's only good, but sometimes she shot a little over the top out.
"You are angry, "she said, looking at me with a sad look in his eyes.
Buy volunteered my bad conscience. Bibi was so kind to me, supported me whenever she could and I thanked her with a gruff remarks. There was finally no doomsday, to hook up twice with a man.
"Bibi, I'm sorry," I answered immediately, "You only want the best for me. I solemnly promise, I will give George the chance. Who knows, maybe it's my dream man. "
the last sentence I said with feigned optimism and Bibi's mouth began to twitch.
"George is really a Soul of man, "she just said.
was somewhat puzzled at me and went cautiously forward. Super, I could stand! Now I had to learn in these things only go further. It was fortunate that I only had to walk the short distance to the restaurant, which was right at the next street. I'd meet me there with him and he knew me from seeing her, he would talk to me.
"So I'm off again!" I said a little shakily.
I had no idea what awaited me and I was someone who did not like surprises, I was more than uncomfortable for me to trust a total stranger.
"Have fun, my child," cried Bibi behind me.
heart pounding, I ran down the street and saw the sunset of the night announced. With each meter that brought me closer to the restaurant, my doubts grew about whether I did the right thing.
blind dates were still almost always a letdown. Why should I have the good fortune to meet the man of my life here?
The man of my life thought I smile, as sounded like that. How did a guy probably looked like? It rose
Edward Cullen's picture in my mind's eye. I sighed heavily.
I had actually managed, to oust him almost half an hour out of my mind, before he slipped back again.
This man would again be my end!
Only a few meters from the restaurant separated me from knowing whether I made a mistake. Determined, I stepped through the door and was immediately taken by a waiter in reception.
"Good evening, miss. May I take your jacket? "I was asked kindly.
I gave it to him and was subsequently held in a very elegant room. Everywhere were festively decorated tables with silver cutlery, crystal glasses and artfully folded napkins. A large chandelier hung in the middle spread over all and a pleasant and subtle lighting.
It was the first time I was here and my eyes wandered curiously over the elegantly dressed people who enjoyed a quiet evening here in pleasant atmosphere. No one came
me know and I thought that this George had put me as a slightly nasal, male voice spoke to me.
"You must be Bella," the man asked me and I turned around.
-absorbent I repressed my horror. Before me was the embodiment of mediocrity.
Not that I placed special emphasis on an attractive appearance, but had SO yes, he does not look well. Where Bibi had only their eyes?
He wore a tweed suit that had the best years behind him and a terribly ugly to fly. His shirt was strengthened, and flower-oriented approach to the buttoned up so that no neck could be seen more.
The pants was too short and the feet were white socks with brown shoes.
Oh God, I would kill for Bibi! Girlfriend or not. survive
This evening, I would be at least ten years of my life.
"Ha ha ... Hello," I stuttered, and held my trembling hand in greeting.
A too soft and my sweaty hands of men surrounded the. I struggled with a feeling of nausea when he smiled at me and with the other hand, in which there was a handkerchief, wiping the sweat-soaked forehead.
"I'm George," he beamed at me and presented me his yellow teeth with a slight overbite.
Now I was really bad!
I let out a desperate laugh, hoping to play my disgust with it.
"Come," he said eagerly and pulled me with him, "We are waiting."
We? What did that mean? Why do we?
He stopped at a table stand, which lay directly in the corner of the restaurant. An older lady sat there and looked at me with searching look.
"May I present Bella, that's my mom," he said with unmistakable pride in his voice.
Bibi, you are something of dead, I'm desperate.
The guy actually took but his "Mummy" with a date. Completely stunned, I stretched out my hand to greet the woman and was ignored.
showed full sovereignty with her translucent hand on the wall space, while they themselves next to her son, towards me sat. I squeezed myself into a corner and felt the wall at my back, relieved that I could sit as far as possible from both.
watched with Argus eyes me and I was her look smaller. So to feel on display was not pretty, and I vowed that this would be the shortest Date of all time.
An unpleasant silence between us, as George, his ability to speak, losing in the presence of his "mom" did. I myself was too shocked to bring out even a sound.
The appearance of the waiter kept us from having The situation was unpleasant and we accepted the menus. Glad to be able to hide my face behind it, I wondered which court was to eat well at the fastest to this evening not to unnecessarily drag on.
"Please, check that you do not choose the most expensive dish on the menu. My George does not deserve his money to kick out the window, "said" Mom "in all seriousness.
My mouth was open and shut, so I was perplexed about this outrage. George is not bothered by the attitude of his mother, and studied with a cheerful countenance the map.
I chose a salad of the house and rolls it. This would not overburden Georges purse well.
We ordered and then I was exposed to this horror pair helpless. George I just stared eagerly in my neck and I pressed myself involuntarily in the farthest corner. His mother scolded all the time about the audacity of today's youth and before long our food was served.
relieved to have a job, I reached for the fork and speared on tighter than necessary, a poor lettuce leaf.
the gaze fixed on my plate, I felt a sudden breeze and a warm, fragrant body slid beside me on the bench.
winking I looked up and looked into the most amazing green eyes that existed on this earth.
Never in my life I was so happy to see Edward Cullen and I can not hold back, I smiled at him radiantly.
Arrogant he raised his eyebrow and returned my smile with a grin insanely sexy.
"Bella, who is this man?" George asked irritated.
"I am their friend," said Cullen, and I promptly choked on my water that I should moisten the dry throat.
Coughing, I dropped the glass and flashed him angry at. Gone was the reunion!
For a brief moment I had forgotten what a creep he was, yet I found George yet more terrible lengths and refrained him to be revealed as liars.
Cullen immediately moved closer to me, so close that no sheet of paper could fit between us.
I felt his warm breath as he leaned over my ear.
"Now you can not escape me, dear," he breathed, and his lips twisted diabolical.
had what he do?
Georges mother, beating her in the air. Apparently, Cullen's statement seemed to her to lie heavy on my stomach and she looked the opportunities that their son can be brought under the hood, rapidly dwindling.
"Well," I said, somewhat embarrassed, "we're not together long. Only today! I have come anyway to get it to George to say in person. "
He looked very disappointed in, but I could pay no attention as Edward Cullen's hand slowly slid under my skirt. We were completely cut off in the corner and the tablecloth covered everything, so he could enjoy themselves openly to me.
his hand, she was so incredibly warm and had just the right blend of roughness and softness, which could make a woman crazy.
Unobtrusive I tried it on my bare legs to push away, but my resistance was futile. Adamant he slid it up and down and after a very short time, I suppressed a pleasant moan.
"Are not you well, my dear," asked Georges mother, "You look so hot."
panic I shook my head while walking the fingertips was always higher.
"A ... a .... Everything in. ... okay," I brought out stammering.
Cullen looked innocent in the round, when he would not just try to overcome my panties to the hand of my most intimate Place to come.
"May I ask what's your name?" Asked George.
"But of course! My name is Edward Cullen, "he smiled and rubbed his thumb over my persistently most intimate place.
George anyway, found himself quickly with his defeat and began a passionate conversation about the environment. Feigning interest I listened to his words and tried to ignore Cullen's bold advances.
Breathless I stuck his hand between my legs one that was to create increasingly bolder in me. I was leaning the torso forward and support from the elbow on the table, while I was incredibly difficult to do so would play as nothing less. Violently I cursed myself that I was wearing a dress, and listened Georges monologue about the rapid melting of polar ice caps.
His mother had fatally bored and started together on the napkin and then roll up.
now I shifted uneasily on the bench back and forth. His hand still between my legs trapped, moved no more, I finally dared to open it, weak in the hope that he would now abandon me.
But right in the second, when I opened my legs, he used the opportunity and slipped under the waistband of my briefs.
"Ahhhhhh," I blurted, and "mom" dropped the napkin in shock.
Cullen laughed softly and looked into my eyes. His eyes were full of triumph, because this time it was the controls. His fingers were right on my skin and while our eyes caught each other, he slid his fingers deep between the folds of my femininity.
I almost bit my tongue bloody, not to moan with pleasure to. I had to look away from him and stared at George gave any nonsense from him.
Edward Cullen's fingers rubbed and caressed sent the pleasure point between my legs and I involuntarily spread it far. What he did with me was just too exciting and I could not refuse this pleasure easy.
I pressed the palms of my mouth as inconspicuous as possible in order to avoid cries of joy. His finger circled my clitoris now at a great rate, the voices around me, I do not and an incredibly sweet wave of satisfaction rushed to listen to me.
soon. ... I thought ... .. soon! A soft gasp came from my lips and then I was looking for eye contact with him.
"Do you like your food you do not, Bella," he asked with a grin, "You do not stir."
This bastard, as if I now could not think of eating. A response was impossible for me to close I was already a high note.
"Come, Bella," he said ambiguously, "come and eat, my darling. Enjoy it! "
The circles was more intense and when he finally penetrated me with two fingers, I reached for the bread and bit into it.
I felt it so intense, he filled out and brought me my inner muscles to embrace him even more closely. Twitching
I reached my orgasm, hot waves of my abdomen and a shaky sigh escaped flowed through me.
"I think you are ill, my dear Miss Swan," George's mother said.
"I actually feel a little weak," said I made it.
Cullen I withdrew his fingers and relieved I slumped against the wall behind me. He put an arm around her shoulders and pressed close to me.
"I think Bella should make something fresh. You seem really quite exhausted. You probably do not get the food is. You apologize, "he said, begging for understanding.
He stood up and pulled me up. Still too dazed to resist him opposing it, I followed him with wobbly legs from the restaurant.
Unyielding He dragged me behind him until we found ourselves in an empty corridor. He purposefully walked toward a door, which he immediately tore into it and pushed me roughly.
lifted my chest and fell trembling, my eyes had huge impact in the pale face and I got really scared when he looked at me grimly.
Like a cat, he crept up to me and stirred up so that my fear of him.
What did he want to? Handed it to him because not that he had presented to me earlier?
"Will you hold still, you want me not?" He asked, and support the left and right hands from me on the wall.
"If you so that your half-hearted Rumgestochere think of just now, that you'd have to save money on you, "I said with the courage of despair.
He pressed his lips together angrily.
"You are a liar, Isabella," he said, caressing, licking me just above my ears, "I liked you, very much so. You were wet was when the water in your glass and you were so close, but you have touched for years no man there. "His voice
hot and I felt now clearly his excitement.
"I was never challenged a woman like you! You play with fire, love. Believe me, against me you can not win. "
hypnotized I listened to the sound of his velvety voice, his words, which left me trembling and breathless.
"The earlier was the revenge for your resistance at the office. But this here is just for myself! "
Without warning he plunged with his mouth on my lips. Demanding he forced his tongue into me and kissed me without any restraint. The taste made me drunk and I hung like a doll in his arms, enjoyed just this kiss that catapulted me into the sky.
Trapped in his arms, I gave it up, to feign reluctance and buried with a pleasurable sigh hands in his soft hair.
He pressed me harder against the wall behind me and lifted me up. Almost automatically, I put her legs around him, so I did not lose his footing. He pushed his way in unmistakable rhythm to me, and deepened the kiss.
My palms slid to his cheeks, embraced her tenderly, while our mouths are detached from each other again, only to immediately to get back together.
We excited our lips with small bites and then painted soothing with his tongue about it.
Suddenly he broke free.
"Say my name!" He called decisive.
still completely in the noise, I only heard his words blurred.
"What?" "Damn you shall say my name!"
Like now, I had never seen him. For the first time I realized who I was dealing with here. He was dangerous and calculating, and yet so passionate, that I wegknickten the knee.
He wanted me so much that he trembled all over and I would have yielded the most, so we could live together like this.
I would fall in love with him! Meanwhile, I was so sure that was broad dismay in me.
My only chance to fairly unscathed from this issue come out, was to continue to say no.
"I can not," I whispered unhappy.
the moment he let go of me.
will "one day you do not no more, say Isabella! And when that day comes, I will not let a month out of my bed. You you can safely continue to pretend something, but we both know that it will eventually be ready, dear. "
He said this with difficulty repressed anger.
Abruptly he turned and left me. Trembling, I sat down on the cold floor and embraced her knees with my arms.
This time I got off again. But he had shown me today, as it would be with him and this knowledge would follow me into my dreams.
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