We go out to a nice dinner and right before we order I head to the bathroom. I come back and slip something into your pocket. You slide your hand in and realize it’s my panties. You look at me and I laugh.
You drag my chair so I’m right next to you. You casually rest your hand on my knee for a moment, then you lightly trace patterns with your fingertips. You slide your fingers along my thigh and realize I’m wearing thigh highs. You roughly grab my thigh and slide my leg toward you.
You whisper to me, “What are you trying to do to me?”
I kiss your neck and say, “Nothing.” You continue to tease me by sliding your hand up and down my thigh.
You can tell you’re getting to me because I’m practically moaning. The waiter comes over to take our orders and I can barely focus on him. He leaves and I push your hand all the way up my thigh until you feel how wet I am.
“Please?” I whisper desperately.
“Are you sure you can be quiet?” You whisper back.
I shift my hips to press against your hand and groan softly. You slide one finger against my clit and you can tell I’m getting frustrated. You lightly tease me, making me more agitated.
You finally slide one finger in and I’m completely soaked. You bite back a groan as I press my hips against your hand, asking for more. You slide in and out of me a few times and look over at my face. I’m biting my bottom lip to keep from moaning but otherwise I look fairly composed.
For a second you imagine not letting me finish til we get home, but decide that can wait for another time.
“More, please, I’m so close.” I whisper frantically.
You slide one finger all the way out and slide two in roughly. I grab my spread thighs to stop myself from groaning out loud. You pump in and out quickly getting my wetness all over.
“Are you ready?” You ask. I start thrusting my hips subtly and watch your fingers slide in and out. You feel me contract around your fingers, but I’m silent. I relax once I’m finished and you slide out of me one last time.
You wipe off your fingers just as the waiter comes over with the food. I’m breathing heavily but starting to calm down.
You whisper that you can’t wait to fuck me when we get home, and I moan quietly. “Can you tease me on the way home?” I ask breathlessly.
You slide your hand up my thigh in response.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/bb3xtp/an_evening_out_mf_exh
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