2 comments/ 21899 views/ 4 favorites My Dinner Date By: hotqueen1 This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities between this story and actual events are just my imagination either taking a break or working overtime. Hope you enjoy! * My life has turned out to be better than I could have possibly imagined. Well to tell you the truth, my life really started improving for the better about four months ago. "It's almost time for them to make the announcement!" I said to Rosalind over the phone as I turned to my computer. "Yeah, yeah I know Desiree. I hope that you know the chances of one of us winning are very, very slim" she replied. Our conversations jumped from subject to subject while watching a live feed broadcast on WWE. The WWE was having a contest where you could win a dinner date with your favorite wrestler. We both entered the contest for the sheer fun of it. "You know they're going to pick someone else. I'd guess that our odds are one in a million or more", said Rosalind. "Shhhh, they're about to say who the winner is," I said interrupting her. "Good afternoon everyone. I'm Michael Cole coming to you live from the WWE headquarters in Connecticut. We'd like to start off by thanking the numerous fans worldwide that entered the "Dinner with a WWE Superstar" contest. We know that there are a lot of fans that would love to be chosen, but we can have only one winner. And now without further ado, the winner of our "Dinner with a WWE Superstar" is.........Desiree Johnson from Detroit, Michigan!!! Congratulations Desiree! You've won and someone will be contacting you so that we can make the arrangements!" Now I heard him say my name clear as a bell, but somewhere between Michael Cole saying "Desiree Johnson" and "Detroit, Michigan" I screamed. For the next couple of weeks, I was contacted several times by the representatives from WWE to set up my dinner date. I had to sign confidentiality forms, security forms, and forms that to me seemed unnecessary. The day before our actual date, I got a chance to see my wrestler face to face for first time. "Hello Desiree. I'm Tracy and I'm here to introduce you to the WWE Superstar that you chose and to take some photos for the WWE Magazine. Are you ready?" "I sure am" was my response although in my head I was thinking "As ready as I'm going to get and please, please Lord don't let me faint!!" "Follow me. He should be here in a minute," Tracy said. Man, I was hoping to be chosen as the "prize" for this contest. It gives me a chance to take a break. I was a little late getting to the photo shoot on purpose, because I really wanted to see what I was getting myself into. I mean honestly this is still a blind date no matter how you put it. So I stood in the doorway scanning the room to get an idea as to what she looked like. She did have an unfair advantage. She already knows what I look like. Then I saw this relatively small figure sitting at a table looking sort of out of place with everyone else moving around. She's beautiful. Her skin looks so smooth; she's got the brightest, sexiest brown eyes I've seen and shoulder length black hair that's silky. She had on a purple short sleeved short that showed that she works out. Her black slacks were showing off her shapely legs. I needed her to stand up to get a full view of her. I sat as patiently as I could at a small table taking in my surroundings. Cameramen were rechecking there equipment, setting up lamps and discussing to each other how many pictures they were going to take and from what angles. I was so busy watching them that I wasn't listening to the very sexy voice speaking from behind me. "Excuse me, are you Desiree?" I turned around to find myself face to stomach, with my eyes slowly drifting upward to a chest I've dreamed about for years. When I managed to stand, I was looking into the eyes of Dave Batista. "Yes, I'm Desiree. It's a pleasure to meet you." Man that sounded corny, but it was the polite thing to say. "So are you ready for our date tomorrow" Dave asked me. "Yes. By the way I want to ask you, what type of music do you like?" "I like all different kinds of music. Why do you ask?" "Because I picked a very nice restaurant with a live jazz band. I figured a good meal and good music should make for a relaxing atmosphere." I replied. "Well let's get started" one of the camera guys said. "Can I get you to stand on Dave's left so we can get a shot of the two you?" I stood next to Dave as asked with my right hand folded behind me and the crew started taking pictures. I didn't think I could control myself if I were to touch him. I needed to keep my cool before this man thought I was crazy. Then he placed his arm around my waist and I felt sensations run through my body I didn't think were humanly possible. I placed my arm around her waist and almost lost control of myself when I brushed against her hand that she had behind her back, for some strange reason. Her skin is very smooth. She had on some perfume that seemed to be an aphrodisiac. Her hair smelled wonderful. Man I was finding it hard to keep control. "Get a little closer," another photographer said. I was beginning to think that this cameraman was torturing me on purpose. I felt myself being overpowered emotionally by my senses. Dave smelled so good. I was leaning against his chest feeling all those muscles. To hell with it, I put my arm around his lower back and prayed for control. "Alright we're finished here." stated the head photographer. Thank goodness. The words of relief I wanted to hear. This woman was driving me nuts and I couldn't tell her about it. I didn't want her to freak out. I had to get it together before I blew this date before it even happened. Whew, finally! I was touching Dave and all I could think about was not freaking him out. He might have thought I was going to rape him if had of kept my hands on him any longer. "That was fun," Dave spoke. "Yes it was," came my reply. Who was I kidding? That was hard as hell!! "So what time am I picking you up?" came that voice that was making me wetter and wetter by the minute. "Around five thirty. Our reservation is for six." "Well I'll see you around five. I'd like to pick you up early so that we can have time to get to know each other. Can I walk you to your car?" Did he just ask me could he walk me to my car? Man if he only knew what I was thinking. "Sure, I'd like that." As we walked to the parking garage, he asked me about myself, where I worked, and my hobbies. I asked the same of him without asking the obvious of where he worked. Topics bounced from this and that about current events and making jokes about different things when I realized I was about to pass my vehicle. "Here we are," placing my door key in my hand. "We're by two trucks. You drive a truck?" he said surprised. "Yeah, the blue Suburban is mine," I said. "I never would've thought you drove a truck. I figured you to be the sedan type," Dave countered. "Only on special occasions do I drive my Lumina. I'll see you tomorrow at five?" I said jokingly. "I honestly can't wait" was his response as he stepped closer to me. The look that he had in his eyes told me what was about to happen. He placed his hand on my cheek and leaned in for a passionate kiss. I guess we were reading each other's mind because when we finally came up for air, we both could only say one thing. "Damn!" As I got into my truck and drove home, my mind became overcome with the thoughts of seeing him naked. The next day came with my nerves on edge. I called Rosalind so that she could help me to get my head together. "You need to calm down!" was the first thing to come out of her mouth as she answered the phone. "That's why we've been friends for so long. You already knew what I was calling for before you even picked up the phone." I replied. "Just be yourself. Besides you are in for a very good date according to what you told me that happened yesterday. In fact, I'm jealous as hell of you. But if anybody deserves today, it's you. I only want the details of your date when you get home," she said assuring me. "Deal I've gotta go, Dave will be her in about an hour. I want you make sure I look good when he gets here." I said. I hung up the phone, jumped in the shower, dried off and entered my bedroom to get dressed. The phone rang. "Hello." "Hi, its Dave." "How did you get my telephone number?" "I asked my assistant to get your number from corporate office saying I needed to call you because the limousine service was running late. Truth is I wanted to hear your voice. I couldn't stop thinking about you after you left yesterday. Our conversation was and is something I really appreciated. You weren't all over me like other women I meet. You had real things to talk about. You asked me things that I wasn't expecting, about the real me not just the wrestler. And I have to admit that attracted me to you. When we talked, you became more than a date. You let me see the real you and became someone I truly would like to be around." I was speechless. Here this man was pouring his true feelings out to me. I was blushing the whole time he talked. "I enjoyed our talk as well. I just wanted to know the man behind the great physique, cute butt, and incredible strength. What I found was someone that didn't let fame get to his head. I wanted to find out about the true person behind the fantasy. And just in case you're wondering I wouldn't mind seeing you again either." "I'm glad to get that off of my chest. I didn't want to seem like I was rushing things between us. I'll see you at 5 o'clock Desiree," Dave said in the most sensuous voice I've ever heard. "See you then Dave," I replied and we hung up. I went the dresser and pulled out my black lacy bra and panty set. Then I grabbed the sheer black thigh high stockings to put on. I proceeded to the closet and pulled out my black ankle length off the shoulder dress with the split that stops above the knee. If this dress didn't impress him I was in trouble. At 5:00 sharp, there was a knock on my front door. I opened it to find Dave holding a dozen roses. He looked at me with a hunger in his eyes that screamed nothing but lust. I knew I chose the right outfit. "Wow you look absolutely amazing. These are for you," he said as he removed his sunglasses. "Thank you." I took the flowers and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. I turned around to place the roses in a vase and I heard him mumble to himself, "Nice." I pretended not to hear him. I placed the roses in the center of my dining room table and grabbed my coat. "Let's go have dinner," I said. We walked to the limo and got in. As soon as the door was closed, he leaned over as began kissing me with a pent up fury that seemed to possess both of us. Our tongues methodically danced tasting each other. His hand slowly moved up my thigh with a soft caress. My hands were inside of his jacket feeling every muscle flex and jump to my touch. We both were moaning from the longing we had suppressed. I had to pull away from him. "If we don't stop we're going to have two major problems," I told him. "What two problems? I already have a hard on so what's the other problem?" he asked. "We won't be able to have dinner and you know that technically you're working. And besides, I don't want the police looking for me thinking that you were kidnapped because we never made it to the restaurant." I pointed out. He knew I was right. "Okay then here's what we're going to do. Have dinner as planned. I'll bring you back home as if our date is over. Then I'll come over later after I check in with the job. Deal?" Dave questioned. "Definitely," I agreed. Although our conversation was very good, dinner was a little more difficult than we anticipated. We kept rubbing on each other's legs and thighs under the table. Goosebumps felt to be topping my goosebumps. He took a forkful of salad and fed me, then rubbed the innermost part of my thigh. I had concentrate on chewing to keep from choking. We finished dinner and took me home as planned. About an hour after I got home, he came back to my place. As soon as I closed the door behind him, we were all over each other. Our kisses had an urgency that spoke volumes. We moved from the living room to the bedroom, losing clothing as we went. We were standing next to the side of my bed, when he finally spoke. "I've been wanting to do this since I first saw you." He slowly lowered me on the bed. He started with soft kisses on my forehead, my nose, and my lips. He went lower to my neck with gentle nips and went lower to my breast. He licked and sucked on the left nipple and gave equal time and pleasure to right. A moan escaped my lips. I already wanted her after dinner, but now I want her even more. She smelled splendid. Her skin tasted sweet and the warmth of her skin was irresistible. I needed to taste her sex. That moan she was trying to hold in has done more than she could possibly imagine. His kisses went even further down to my wanting and aching mound. Juices seemed to be exploding from me. He licked my outer lips, avoiding my clit. He continued licking around my sensitive sex until he got to my button where he licked feverishly. I moaned from sheer bliss. One word describes this woman. Delicious! I placed two fingers inside her, stroking at a slow tempo, which drove her crazy. She started arching her back and couldn't hold back anymore. "I'm cuming Dave!" she yelled. "That's it baby, I've got you. Let it go," I replied. The next thing I know, fireworks seemed to be going off in my eyes while he fingered me. My orgasm was so intense. I was coming back to earth when Dave slowly crawled back up to face me. We kissed with me tasting my juices on his lips. He balanced himself on one arm and began rubbing his dick against my soaking wet opening. He gently began to slide his dick into me. He was huge!! The bulge that appears in his trunks he wears during his matches doesn't lie. I felt sensations that should've been measured on the Richter scale. He stopped for a moment to let me adjust to his size. Once I did, he entered even more. I could feel every inch of him moving inside of me. My moans grew as I resisted cuming too fast. She felt as good as I dreamt and tasted as wonderful as I hoped. I entered her slowly even though I just wanted to fuck the hell out of her. God she is so tight. I've got to control myself. I want her to enjoy this as much as I am. I stroked slowly kissing her all the while. As we found a rhythm, I had to concentrate to keep from cuming too soon. She wrapped her legs around my waist and began raising her hips so that I was getting deeper penetration. She felt exquisite! If she holds me any tighter, I'm going to blow my load for sure! We thrust into each other faster and faster. I felt that tightness in my stomach and I knew I was on the verge of another orgasm. I grabbed him tighter with my legs and wrapped my arms around his chest. I was digging my nails into his back. I moaned louder and he let out what sounded like a combination of a moan and a growl. Now he wasn't just thrusting fast, he added roughness to them. I couldn't hold it in. "Oooh Dave!!!!" I screamed as I came harder than I did the first time. " Aahh Desiree!!!" he yelled in return as I felt him shoot his sperm deep within me. As we lay there catching our breath, it was Dave who said something first. "I don't know if you believed me or not, but I meant it when I said I wanted to be around you on a regular basis. I want to explore what's going on between us and see what it leads to." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I know he was waiting for a response, but I was still processing not only what he said, but also what just happened between the two of us. "I've developed feelings for you as well Dave, even though the logical part of me thought that this was going to be a one time thing. I'd love to explore a relationship with you." "Well if you want me to leave, I will," he said smiling. "Hell no, I don't want you to leave" I said pulling back to bed. "I'm not stupid!!" "Good. Now that that's settled, I want to do one more thing," he said as he held face. "What's that?" I asked running my fingers though his hair. "This." He pulled me to him for one more passionate kiss. This one was different than any other of the kisses we've shared. It was as though it contained an unspoken sense of satisfaction. When we parted lips, I cuddled in his arms and placed my head on his chest. Not much longer afterwards, we both fell asleep. My Dinner Date Ch. 02 "Good morning Desiree," as I gently kissed her cheek. She stirred for a moment then slowly opened her eyes. "Good morning Dave, how are you?" "Wonderful. Do you know that you're beautiful even when you're asleep?" "No. I had no idea. What time is it?" "Almost seven. I was debating on how to wake you. I did have another way in mind." "You did huh? Care to show me exactly how you were planning on waking me up?" "It would be my pleasure. And yours as well." He ran his hands through my soft hair and slowly pulled my face to his. We began to kiss. Our tongues found one another with a harmonious greeting. Moving to my right cheek, he kissed his way down to my neck. Softly biting right at the base of my neck I let out a loud moan. I need, want more of her with every passing second. I take her breasts in my hands, pinching the nipples. There's that moan again. I take the right nipple into my mouth alternating between flicking it with my tongue and sucking it. Her hands are running through me hair as if she's telling me not to stop. I start to give attention to her left nipple the same way and fashion. She begins to lean into me feeding me more of her all the while caressing my arms and shoulders. Her skin smells like a fresh floral garden, and she tastes as sweet as cake icing. The blood is rushing to my cock, causing an intense throbbing I haven't felt before. My goodness this man is nothing short of amazing. I know it should be a crime to feel this wonderful. I feel every ounce of the warmth coming from his skin. His massive rod is rubbing against me, begging for attention. A mix of his cologne and the soft hint of musk fill the room. Man, I want to explode right now. I feel the wetness running down my thigh. Her stomach is so flat and yet so firm. She keeps herself shaven very low. Man, that's a turn on. I kiss her outer lips. She tensed up and made it feel as though they kissed me back! Oh, this woman is mine. I slide my tongue into her already wet sex. I lick and suck as though I'll never taste her again. The taste of her engaging juices fuels my fire more and more. My hips are causing me to buck into his face repeatedly. It's too much. "Ooh Dave, don't stop! Please don't stop! I'm cuming!!" My orgasm covers his lips and chin. As I try to slow down my breathing, I look down to see Dave looking at me with the biggest grin on his juice covered face and laugh. "What's so funny?" Dave asked with a puzzled look on his face. "You look like the Cheshire cat that ate the canary. Now it's my turn." I sat up to take Dave by his face. I should have controlled myself, but I was too far-gone. I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Looking him in his eyes, I kissed and licked every inch of his face that my juices covered. He sighed with excitement. I moved to those adorable ears of his and nibbled the lobes. Then I move down his neck leaving small bite marks. His massive chest is my next destination. Using just the tip of my tongue, I slowly teased his pecks. His hands are tangled in my hair and a moan comes from deep within his throat. He flinched with the trail I made. Lower and lower I went. When I got to his belly button, I stopped to admire the sun tattoo. Seeing this added more to the ever-growing urges I have. Then I found what I was leading up to, that wonderful cock of his. I knew from his length that I wouldn't be able to take in completely in my mouth. But I was going to try to take as much of him in as possible. Every nerve in my body is overloaded! The sensations are marvelous! She knows my body se well! And is she about to give me a blowjob? Most women I've met wouldn't even try!! His shaft is soft to the touch, yet hard and awaiting my mouth. I use my tongue to lick circles around the head of his cock. I ease my mouth over the head and suck on him, taking half of his length. His moans are turning me on and encouraging me to take in more. I continue to go further down his shaft taking in about three quarters. I found myself unable to resist playing with my clit as I worked on Dave. His moans are intensifying and making me hornier and wetter. "Suck me off baby. Your mouth feels.... Ooh!" was the only thing he could say. I increased the tension and speed of both my mouth and hand. His shaft glistened with every move I made. I was on the verge of my second orgasm, when Dave started to thrust his hips. When he grabbed my shoulders, I knew he couldn't take anymore. "Des, I'm cumming!" he shouted. I didn't let up. I gently held his tight balls massaging them and braced myself. The explosion in my mouth combined with my orgasm caused a muffled scream that vibrated against his cock sending him into a frenzy. He grabbed the base of my neck and forced the rest of his cock down my throat. I was prepared for it though. I continued to swallow every drop of cum he released, tightening my throat muscles around his head. "That was incredible!!! I've never had a woman do that to me." Our breathing heavy, we cuddled face to face for a few minutes. In silence, we caressed each other enjoying and absorbing what had just happened. Dave took my hand, kissed the back of it and asked me to come with him. We got out of bed and headed down the hall to the bathroom. "How do you like your water?" Dave asked. "Hot to the point the bathroom is full of steam," I replied. He turned the water on to just the right temperature and we got in. Dave grabbed a washcloth to wet and lather with soap. He began at my neck and washed every inch of my skin from top to bottom. I realized the gentleness that he was showing was relaxing and stimulating. He turned me around so I could completely rinse off. As I reached for a washcloth to reciprocate the action, he leaned toward me and engaged in a memorable kiss. I reached the soap, lathered my cloth and massaged as I washed him up. I took my time from the back of his neck and broad shoulders to his feet, taking my time at his penis when I got in front of him. Before I even knew what happened, Dave had me standing, turned around and bent over. Grasping my waist, Dave entered me with a force that caused me to scream. As I started to stand, he bit down hard into my neck and back. I had to support myself against the wall to keep from collapsing. When he increased the speed of his thrusts, he released one hand to vigorously rub my clit. The slapping sounds of our wet skin meeting, the water cascading off of our bodies, and the sounds of pure sex filled the air. Moans from the two of us gradually became growls. My knees slightly gave from under me as the waves from my orgasm hit me with Dave cumming at the same time. Taking some time to compose ourselves, we stood in the shower just holding each one another. We then rewashed, dried off I went to get our clothes still strewn through my house. As we looked at the time, Dave realized he was late for a pre-show meeting. We were dressed in no time, in my truck and on our way. Arriving in front of the hotel, he turned to me, gave me a passionate kiss and said, "I don't want to leave you. I'd love to spend more time with you. Will you be at the show tonight?" "Yes. My best friend and I will be there in the third row. What makes you think that I wouldn't?" "Great I'm going to leave backstage passes for the two of you. Come and see me after the show." "Ok and thank you for the passes. I wouldn't miss seeing you in action for the world. I'll see you later." With one more kiss, he got out of the truck and went inside. I began to drive home. Later that evening The match Batista had that night was remarkable! He beat the hell out of Mr. Kennedy and I was looking forward to Dave shutting him up. When the match was over, He stood atop the turnbuckle scanning the crowd. I had my sign in the air showing a simple black arrow pointing downward. He caught sight of it and I stood in my seat for him to see me. He smiled and pointed directly at me, then proceeded to flex those breathtaking muscles. I had a mini-orgasm right then and there. After the show was over, Rosalind and I went to the backstage area to see Dave. She hoped to meet a few of the wrestlers. Walking through the back hall, we found the door with his name on it. I knocked. "Come in." We walked in to hear Dave talking to HHH, Shawn Michaels, and Ric Flair. "Hello gentlemen," I said attempting not to stare at the WWE stars as we introduced ourselves. "So you're the lovely Miss Desiree that we keep hearing about," Ric said placing a kiss on the back of my hand. "I hope so. I'd hate for another woman to come back here looking for Dave. She'd be out of luck. Dave's description of you was exact to the tee," replied a smiling HHH as we shook hands. Dave came from the shower wearing a towel. Smiling he walked up to me first planting soft kisses on my upper and lower lip. I placed my hands on his waist, our mouths met and on instinct our tongues searched and found on another. "Um, hello?!? Earth to Dave and Desiree! We are still in the same room with you two lovebirds," HBK pointed out. We parted before long when Rosalind put her two cents in. "If I need to I'll catch a cab home. You two are acting like newlyweds." Through all of that, it was Dave's comeback that both shocked and silenced everyone. "You know what, the thought of the two of us being newlyweds is precisely what was on my mind." He then produced an engagement ring he'd been holding in his hand. "I woke up a completely different man this morning. I knew it was because of you, but there was something else that I couldn't quite put my finger on. When you brought me back to the hotel, leaving you was extremely hard. When we're apart, I find solace in the fact that I will see you again. When we went out to shop for souvenirs, we passed a jewelry store. This ring caught my attention. At that moment a lot of things became crystal clear. Marry me Desiree. Marry me and I'll promise you won't regret it." "You came to that conclusion in the 72 hours that we've known each other? When you make up your mind about something, there's no deterring you is it?" I knew good and damn well I was stalling, but I wasn't expecting this. "Yes I'll marry you, as long as I don't have to marry you tomorrow." Everyone cheered and clapped as we embraced. My head was swimming, my best friend was crying, and the wrestlers were already spreading the news backstage. The celebrations soon came to an end and we headed for the airport. Once inside, I wanted nothing more than to desperately hold on to him, but he had to go to work and I had a lot of planning to do. "I'll call you as soon as we land in Houston. Call me if you need anything, anything at all. I love you." "I love you Dave. Take care of yourself." We stared into each other's eyes with me holding back my tears as best as I could. He picked me up so we were face to face. I laughed and because he knew that I would, it made things feel all right. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him sensually and erotically. He held me tighter the more my tongue played with his tongue and lips. I wanted to make sure he thought of nothing else for the next few hours on the airplane. By the way he began to stroke my back, I knew he got my point. "You're going to get fucked right here in the airport, if you keep this up," Dave growled. "Promises, promises. Go on before you miss your flight. Besides, you can always get me back on our honeymoon." I answered back. "I'll see you in a few weeks." "You most definitely will." He countered. And with that he was off.