Chapter Seven: Lessons in Dating, Part 2
Our second date was very much like our first, almost a do-over, in fact. We once again planned to go to a movie and a snack. We once again picked up Katherine, who was still looking like a young girl. I decided that since she had enjoyed the kiss on the hand, that I would do that again, but this time, instead of letting go of her hand after I had kissed it, I used it to pull her closer and kiss her gently on the cheek as well.
"I'm glad you agreed to go out with me again," I told her. "I had a very nice time last time, and I hope that you did as well. I am looking very forward to spending more time with you."
"Thank you!" she said, and she sounded a bit surprised. She touched her cheek with her hand before she followed me to the car.
In the car we again examined the movie schedule. "Last time we did a romantic comedy," I said. "How would you feel about something a little more action-oriented, so that I can feel more manly?"
She laughed, and together we picked a buddy comedy with enough action for me and enough humor for her. We went into the theater, and Katherine once again took my hand. This time, I squeezed it lightly and pulled her in a little closer to me as we walked. When we got to the counter, I continued holding her hand while I ordered, removing it only when I had to reach for my wallet. I took most of the food, leaving her a free hand. I crooked my elbow at her and she smiled warmly as she put her hand through it and we walked to the theater.
As we chatted while waiting for the movie to start, I looked her over again. While she had brought her age down from eighteen, she still didn't look 14, more like 15 or 16, and a very sexy 15 at that. I thought back to my father's question last week, and I knew that I would have a very different answer tonight; she definitely was turning me on.
"What?" she asked, and I realized that I had been staring at her with a little smile on my face.
"Nothing!" I said, and I reached around and hugged her to me briefly while giving her a peck on her cheek.
"What was that for?" she asked in surprise.
"I was just thinking that I really liked you," I told her. "I hope that I wasn't too forward."
"That's OK," she said with a little smile.
The room darkened and the commercials and previews came on, and finally we got to see the movie. Katherine enjoyed the movie quite a bit, which I was glad of. After the movie, we laughed about the ridiculous scenes as we walked to the ice cream place. This time, it was me that took her hand in mine.
When we got to the ice cream store, we laughed and chatted some more and I felt very comfortable being with her. After my mom picked us up, we talked the whole way home. This time, when we were on her front steps, I started getting nervous. Then I thought about the fact that this was just a practice run, so I asked, "Katherine, I've had a really nice time tonight, and if you wouldn't mind, I'd really love to kiss you good night."
She smiled at me shyly and said, "I'd like that a lot."
I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips. I pulled back, looked into her eyes, then kissed her again, a little harder. I pulled away and said, "That was nice! I hope you'll go out with me again!"
"I will!" she said. Then she grabbed my head, gave me a quick, but deep, French kiss, then ran into her apartment. I stood there contemplating that for a few minutes, then I went back to the car.
"Looked like you had a nice night," my mother said.
"Uh huh," I replied distractedly as I thought about my night.
When I got back home, I went into my dad's study.
"Finished talking with Katherine?" I asked.
"Yes, I did," he replied.
"What's my grade this time?" I asked.
He laughed and said, "Don't think of it like a chore! I hope, despite its academic nature, that you actually are having a good time."
"I am," I told him. "When I was actually out with Katherine I hardly ever thought about the fact that I am being graded on my performance."
"Well, you should know that tonight you passed with flying colors!" he said, which caused me to grin.
"Katherine said that she was surprised with the kiss when you picked her up, but that you weren't obnoxious about it," he told me. "In fact, she emphasized that theme throughout. She said that you pushed her a little bit, but never in an overbearing way. That pleases me greatly, because it is the hallmark of a good dominant.
"She also liked that you picked a movie that you liked, but made sure that she would enjoy it too. She was gratified last week that you thought of her, but by selecting the movie this week, you showed that you weren't just making choices based on what you thought that she wanted.
"She also liked the closeness and comfort that you had this week. She said it was a much nicer date than the last one. She particularly pointed out that you kissed her in the theater just because you said you were having a nice time with her. It is those gestures of affection and pleasure that make a girl's knees go weak, and a boy's for that matter too!"
"Was there anything that she didn't like?" I asked.
"Nothing that she mentioned, which is a really good thing!" Dad replied.
"Did she say anything about our good night kiss?" I asked.
"She said that she loved the way that you asked for it," he told me.
"I liked it as well, but her reaction confused me a little," I said.
"How so?" he asked. "Did she seem not to like it?"
"No, she seemed to like it, but afterwards she gave me a quick French kiss then ran inside!" I explained.
He thought on that for a moment, then smiled. "Think about it," he said. "She was acting like a girl your age. How do you think a girl your age would act if she liked you and wanted to give you a French kiss?"
I thought about it, then said, "She might be embarrassed, so she would escape as soon as she did it."
"Exactly," he said. "But that also means that she really enjoyed what you had done!"
"Well, I did as well!" I told my dad. "I'd like to go out with her again."
"You will," he said. "But remember that this is a practice run. Katherine is enjoying dating you, but it will only be for a short time, and she is still more than four years older than you. Don't imagine that this will become a real relationship!"
I thought about that, too, and I realized that I was thinking of it like that a little bit. "I understand, but I am enjoying myself a lot."
"That's good, and I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself just as much when you start dating kids your own age," he told me. "Of course, you'll enjoy your next date with Katherine even more."
"Why is that?" I asked.
"Because you did so well on this date, you will be moving on to the advanced, accelerated course," he told me.
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"I'm sure that you don't want to take the time to fumble through the entire dating process before you start dating Gemma, so your next date will like speed dating. It will be one day, but you are going to move to the next level quickly. I want you to 'put the moves' on Katherine. She will react like a normal teenager would, but if she stops you, then you will break for a bit, then start the next date. Each time, she'll let you go further and further. How good you are will determine how far you ultimately go, but I'll tell you a secret. If you behave similarly to the way you behaved tonight, it's not going to take much to get into her pants!"
With that thought, my father wished me good night. I grabbed Girl on the way upstairs and dragged her to my room. When I threw her on the bed, she giggled and said, "Did your date get you all worked up, sir?"
"Well, she didn't tease me, if that's what you mean, but the thought of her did turn me on!" I told her.
"And are you going to take out your excitement on a poor slave girl?" she asked.
"Damn straight!" I replied.
"Then I will have to send her a thank you note," she said, and then she couldn't say much more, as her mouth was otherwise occupied. In the end, she would have owed Katherine three thank you notes.