Blind Date (standard:romance, 932 words)
Author: Amanda	Added: Mar 27 2006	Views/Reads: 3514/2146	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
just a blind date

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They ran to the pavilion and started laughing. 

“How's your knee?” He asked, catching his breath. 

“It locked up, but I'm fine.” She replied, sitting down. 

They stayed in the pavilion for two hours just talking. 

“Well, it's getting late, I need to get back to my hotel.” Michael
informed, looking at his watch. 

“I don't have class tomorrow, can I stay with you tonight?” Amber
questioned with a smile. 

“Yea, sure. Do you need to go to your room for extra clothes?” He asked,
looking at her wet clothes. 

“No, I keep a spare outfit in my car just in case.” She replied, still
smiling. 

“Oh, okay. Go get them and I'll drive you in my truck.” He suggested and
smiled back. 

“Okay.” She agreed and walked over to her car with him. 

After Amber parked her car in her parking spot, she went to spend the
night with Michael in the hotel a few blocks from the college. 

“Here we are.” He said and helped her out of the truck. 

“Thanks.” She replied still limping. 

“Are you sure you're going to be okay?” He questioned with a worried
look on his face. 

“Yes, I'll be fine. I just need to rest and put ice on it.” She said
with a smile, but tripped over her own foot and landed in Michael's 
arms. 

“Here, let me help you.” He offered, putting his arm around her. 

When they got into the room, Michael made Amber lay down while he got
the ice for her leg. 

“Thank you, Michael. You're so good to me.” She thanked, but he just
blushed and handed her the ice. 

She stood up and took off her pants and shirt, revealing her white bra
and thong. 

“Um...” He hesitated, looking at the sight in front of him. 

“How else am I going to put it directly to my knee?” She asked with a
smile. 

“Good point.” He replied and smiled back...then lied down beside her. 

“You're still wet.” She informed, leaning away from him. 

“Oh, I'm sorry. I'll change.” He said, standing up. 

“Just wear your boxers.” She suggested with a smile. 

“Oh, okay.” He replied, smiling back. 

He did as he was told and lied back down beside her. 

“Oh, what's this?” She questioned, putting her hand on his hard-on. 

“Wouldn't you like to know?” He asked with a smile. 

“Yes I would.” She replied, squeezing it. 

“I'd show you, but your knee is bothering you.” He said, but she just
giggled. 

At the end of the weekend, Michael had to go back to school. 

“I'm sorry we didn't do anything this weekend.” She apologized, putting
her hand on his chest and slightly pushed him against his truck. 

“That's okay, I understand.” He said with a smile. 

She didn't say anything, but looked deeply into his eyes. 

“Kiss me.” She whispered and closed her eyes. 

As soon as their lips touched, Amber didn't want that moment to end. She
was captivated in his warm embrace and never wanted him to let go. 


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