Chapter 3

Dustin called Alma about 2pm on Sunday afternoon. They had a wonderful talk and decided that they would go out that night, and that Dustin would pick up Alma at her house. Alma gave him directions and he told her that he'd be by to pick her up at about 7pm. They exchanged their goodbyes and hung up the phone. Alma felt like she had alot to do in five short hours. She began to worry about what to wear almost as soon as she hung the phone up.

Alma decided to wear a dress. She wore a cute low-cut spaghetti strap black cocktail type dress, black pantyhose, and high heels. She wore a white strapless bra so she wouldn't fall out of the top helf of the dress. She had considered wearing a garter and stockings, but didn't want to seem to "slutty" for Dustin. Se wore a very conservative pair of white satin panties under her pantyhose. She did her hair and then put on her make-up. She looked in the mirror and was pleased with what she saw. For the first time in a long time, so didn't look like some chola hood-rat, she looked like a beautiful young woman.

Dustin felt a bit uneasy driving his 2001 BWM 328i into Alma's neighborhood. He found her address and got out to get her. He knocked on the door and his uneasyness took a back seat. He was greeted by a vision of beauty standing there in her black dress and looking even more beautiful than the first time he laid eyes on her.

"Hello, Alma. You look beautiful in that dress. Are your parents here for me to meet?" Dustin asked.

"No, Dustin, they're out at church. I'm ready to go." Alma replied. With that, she exited her house and walked with Dustin to his car. He opened her door and she sat down. He shou the door and walked around to the drivers side and got in. As they drove off, Alma coudln't believe that she was riding in such a nice car. It was so much better than the smelly bus that she was used to. As they drove, Dustin and Alma made good conversation while a medley of jazz music played over the car's CD player.

After a while, Dustin pulled the BMW into a parking lot next to a restaurant. Alma was surprised to see valets parking the cars, and secretly joked with herself that valets would not work in her neighborhood. As she stepped from the vehicle, Dustin came to her side and grabbed her hand. They walked hand in hand into the restaurant. Alma felt so out of place. She thought bak and realized that the niest restaurant she had been in prior to this was probably a Denny's or Sizzler on rare occasions.

Dustin and Alma had a very luxurious dinner. They sat around talking for nearly three hours. Alma couldn't believe how sweet Dustin was. He was a real gentleman. As they left, Dustin asked Alma if she'd like to go to his condominium and just talk or if that was too forward of him. Alma agreed and said that she'd be honored. After a quick ride, they arrived. When the got out of the car, Alma could hear a noise that she couldn't place in the dark, but something she knew she had heard before.

After walking into Dustin's condo, she was able to see what the noise was. Dustin had a large wall of windows facing the ocean, the moonlight illuminating the water as waves washed up on the beach. Dustin slid open the glass door, and the cool ocean breeze met the couple. Dustin lit some candles and sat with Alma to finish their talk. He asked Alma what time she needed to be home, and she told him that she could stay as long as he wanted her to. Her eyes told him that she wanted to stay.

Dustin poured two glasses of champagne as the conversation turned more intimate. After a glass or two, Alma began to rub against Dustin's leg. her flirty behavior was having an effet on Dustin as she saw the bulge forming in his pants. Dustin stood up and reached for Alma's hand. He lead her to the bedroom. Dustin lead Alma to the king sized bed and sat her on the edge. Dustin leaned forward and kisses her on the lips. It was not the impatient kiss she was used to, but sensual. Dustin moved his kisses to the nape of her neck. He moved around and began to nibble on Alma's earlobe and tease her ear with the tip of his tongue. When he gently blew on her wet skin, the sensation sent shivers down her spine.

Alma stood and began to unzip her dress. She pulled the straps down off her shoulders and began to let the dress fall forward, revealing her bra-encased tits, that were pushed together causing quite a bit of cleavage. As she began to slide the dress farther down her legs, Dustin stopped her.

"No. Let me do it. Are you sure you're ok with this?" Dustin asked. Alma simply nodded and allowed him to continue undressing her. He pushed the dress over her

Latina hips and down her smooth legs and over her heels. While Alma sat and watched him, he removed her high heels and began to lick up her nylon covered legs. The feel of his tongue through the fabric felt incredible. Alma noticed that he wasn't in a hurry to just have sex, as she was used to, but took his time as a lover. She smiled at the thought of everything that was happening.