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Who Would of Known?

Dorian was sitting at home getting ready for his blind date. He ran his brush through his white hair. He smiled some and looked himself in the eye and smiled looking down at his contacts and decided natural was fine so he left his eyes brown. Turning and stepping into his black penny loafers he adjusted his suit and turned towards the door.

“I hate blind dates but at least from what my friend says she should come home with me.” He smirked at the thought and grinned. ‘Maybe I will have to train this one.’ He thought to himself as he moved to the door and out to his car. Stepping in he started down the road to the restaurant.
 
Sophia had been awaiting this night for a while now. Ever since her friend told her that he had set her up on it. She was reluctant at first, but soon liked the idea. Her friend had told her that this mystery man was extremely good looking, which made Sophia even more excited. She finished curling her hair, and pull on her shiny black heels. She had on a long black dress, nothing to classy though. Looking over to the clock, it was now time to leave.

Moving out to the garage, she set down in her car and started towards the restaurant. She had arrived a couple minutes early, so she went ahead and got them a table.
 
Upon arriving at the restaurant he paid the valet. “Careful she’s a classic and a limited run.” He then headed inside and explained the situation to the waiter at the front and was escorted back to the table and smiled to her nodding and was quite pleased that she had already gotten the table maybe he wouldn’t need to train her near as much as he thought he would.

“I take it you are Sophia? The pleasure is all mine.” He said and wasn’t too pleased about the situation though he wasn’t going to treat her bad he was going to make the best out of this situation. He opened the menu and started over the items and smiled and looked to the waiter. “I’ll take the 1692 Merlot and a 32oz T-bone and a thing of bread sticks with alfredo and marinara.” Then smiled and looked to her and waited as did the waiter.
 
She smiled as she saw the man walk towards her then nod. He was a good looking one. She had been looking over the menu, and had decided on the chicken parmesian. "Ill have the chicken parmesian with a glass of water." Her voice was soft and caring. Once the waiter left, she turned to the man. "Pleasure to meet you aswell. What was your name? My friend kept it a secret from me."
 
Smiled hearing her voice finally and smiled. He at least had a first name to go on but his was honestly kind of a famous name most kept it secret so he could give it himself. “Dorian Grey.” He said and watched the waiter leave shaking his head chuckling. The funny thing was he had no photos of himself in his house he wasn’t narcissistic he had others on his walls his lovers and his pets. Though most would think them all lovers and if you wanted to look at it like that yes they were all lovers. He just stared at her for a moment.
 
"I like that name. It's very unique." She smiled again as the waiter brought their drinks to them. She watched him walk away yet again, and turned to Dorian. "How did you manage to agree to a ind date? Most shake their heads and say 'no way!'" She laughed at her statement and drinked some water.
 
“Well a friend of mine approached me about it and we talked and talked and after about 36 glasses of wine I said yes and well I am a man of my word.” He smiled at her and took a sip of his wine and waited for the food and would let her lead for now it gave him control of the conversation if she dominated it because he was the one who would be doing the answering and forcing her to fish for more as he was able to give only what he truly wanted to.
 
"So you were how do you say it...." She twisted her face up in concentration. "Drunk when you agreed to it?" She joked around, trying to make conversation. Sophia had no idea that he was a dominant male, but she would soon find out. Smelling the food before it arrived, she smiled and waited for him to take the first bite.
 
He enjoyed the smell of his steak, it was rare and he then smiled at her at her way of trying to pass it on to him and smirked. “Yes you could say that, and your reason for coming?” he smiled throwing it back at her giving her the control most sought with dominating a conversation. He smiled watching it served and opened his napkin and placed his silverware out and took the napkin placing it across his lap and gently took and cut into the steak with a practiced ease and smiled softly and took his bite raising his eyebrows.
 
"My friend kind Of well dragged me here. I had a choice, but he said you were good looking so I had to find out for my self." She watched him cut into his steak, taking the first bite. She then cut into her chiken. Laying the napkin across her lap. "I must say he was right." She smiled.
 
"I see. Well I am glad to hear you say that. It is refreshing to see a beautiful face among all these beautiful trappings." his voice drifted like sweet notes of music to be held onto and savored. While he ate though he did leave it open for her and he was slow and easy on the wine in fact he ordered the whole bottle but was still on his first glass by this point.

Glancing to her he was elegant in everything he did probably one of the more refined gentlemen of this establishment but he carried it all with such grace that it didn't make him seem stuffy.
 
He was graceful, in everything he done. She smiled at his voice, it calmed her. No complaining there though because she was still nervous. Taking another bite of her dinner, being about half way through now. "Are you enjoying your self so far?" She spoke softly, trying to be polite as she asked. Not wanting to cross any boundaries.
 
"Quite and yourself?" he quires and took the last bite of his steak and then ordered a piece of french bread and then sat back and took another sip of the wine. watcher her with a soft smile and listened to the soft music at the restaurant. and took in her fechers with a soft smile.
 
"Very much so." Sophia replied, finishig her last bit of dinner. She zipped on her water, almost to the bottom of the glass. "I am glad that I came tonight, I started not too." Sophi smiled up at him, watching him softly
 
"Cum to my place tonight and we will have desert?" he offered her with a soft smile placing two hundreds on the table which covered the meal and tip with no problem. his actions gave to the fact his request wasnt so much a request as telling her she was coming with him to his house and they would have desert there.
 
"Of course I will." Sophia smiled and grabed her purse. Watching him put the two hundreds on the table. "Are we ready to go?" She was excited, dessert was her favorite part of any meal

(sorry it's so short. Kind of have writers block)
 
He smiled as they headed to the front of the restaurant and let her lead the way so he could watch her beautiful ass. As they stepped out his hand ran across it as he smiled and let it trial along her hip to that delicate hand. He escorted her and smiled as they arrived at her car. “Wait here I will go get my car and you can follow me back to my place?” he asked and stated at the same time and he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek before heading to his car.
 
She smiled as he rubbed his hand along her ass, following the path to her hand. "Okay." She fumbled for her keys, and finally found them. Unblocking her car, she climbed in. Starting it up, she looked in her mirror, seeing if he had drove up yet. She was happy, happy that he wanted her to come back to his place for dessert. "What coud it mean?" She was talking to her self, buy shook it off as she saw him coming back.
 
He drove up and past her some so she could pull out behind him and then took the winding path up to his place he was deep back in the woods on the outskirts of the city. He liked it that way no one would hear anything that went on and he could do anything he wanted back here and no one would question he had money and a reputation to back himself up and was careful with everything he did. Once he pulled in he smiled and opened her door and offered his hand to help her out of the car.

“Welcome to my parlor…” He enjoyed that story and enjoyed being the spider. She indeed was the most beautiful of the fly’s he had caught and well now she was going to find a great many things out.
 
Following him Down the winding road, she smiled when they arrived to his house or his parlor as he called it. It was deep in the woods, for privacy she assumed. Taking his hand, she rose out of the seat, standing before him. "Your parlor is very nice, so far in the woods aswell." She kissed his cheek softly, the way he kissed hers earlier. "Whats for dessert?"
 
He smiled and nodded his head towards the house as he kept hold of her hand almost dragging her towards his home and opened the door and pulled her in. once inside he let go of her and locked the lock that was meant to keep people in not out. Turning back to her he smiled and looked over her lovely frame. “Your desert my dear Now take off that dress.” He stated it as an order not a request.
 
Walking towards the house, she smiled. Now being inside the house, she turned seeing the door being locked. Starting to wonder what was going on. She looked confused when he told her to take off her dress. "Wait... What? Why would I take my dress off? It's only the first date...." she started to back away from him
 
He moved towards her quickly and gripped her hair forcing her to her knees and bent her forward. Gripping the zipper to her dress and pulled it down so she could feel and hear it unzipping. “Because I said so you are mine now.” Once the zipper had reached its base he jerked her dress down and off her body watching as her flesh was exposed and smiled his cock getting hard just watching her be exposed to him.
 
Before she had known it, she was on her knees. Being forced to bend forward. She could feel the air hit against her exposed skin as he unzipped her dress. Feeling the dress being ripped from her body, she whimpered. 'His now? What did he mean...?' She thought to her self, as she rose from the floor. Crossing her arms as the cold made her shiver. "What do you mean I am yours now....?"
 
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