Small talk fills our time as we wait for our meal to arrive. We talk about work and life as time passes us by. As quickly as we empty our Champaign glass, its topped off by a tentative waiting staff. I can’t help but feel how lucky a man I am to have a woman like you.
As we talk, you drop one of your heels off under the table and you begin to gently rub your foot against my leg. I raise an eyebrow at you which is received by a wink and a smile. The waiter returns to our table with our dinner, and your foot travels all the way up my leg.
The waiter asks me a question, but my words fail to come out, as your foot finds my cock through my slacks. “We are good, thank you” is your reply. The smile on your face says that two can play at this game.
Your foot, resting between my legs continues to rub gently at my slacks, and I become hard in response. I try to work my fork and now I’m wishing I would have ordered something easier to eat. For every time I get a fork full, you rub me just right and I lose my bite. You are leaned back in your chair looking proud of yourself.
I reach under the table and place my hand on your foot that’s resting firmly against me. I rub the top of your foot and as far up your leg as I can reach. You close your eyes briefly as my hand massages your calf.
With you distracted, I take hold of the remote again and turn it back on. You are surprised for a moment, but you seem to welcome the vibrations this time. I feel your toes trying to grip at my cock, forcing me to try and loosen my collar. I swear someone turned up the heat in the room.
Our eyes lock as we both try our hardest to tease the other. Both of us feeling bothered by the growing sensations in our loins. You try hard to hold in a moan of pleasure, as you close your eyes tight and breath a deep sigh. I take this as a plea for more so I turn up the intensity of your toy. Your foot pushes hard against me in your displeasure for the extra pleasure.
Your hand grasps hard at the napkin on the table and you bite your lip hard. Your eyes roll back as a flood of sensations run up through your body. You struggle to keep your foot in its place. As your body reacts without your permission. Your free hand rubs at your neck as the heat goes to your head. Your cheeks become flush and your heart rate is rising. Your breathes more labored.
“Aren’t you going to eat my love” I ask as you struggle in your seat. You grab your fork and move it to the plate. I turn the toy up again and your fork misses its target and falls out of your hand. Your foot hits the floor loudly attracting the attention of other patrons eating around us. All eyes are watching you as you fight to look normal, but your close to orgasm, and the more eyes that fall on you, the harder it gets for you to hide it.
You close your eyes tight and your hand instinctively leaves your neck and pushes down on your dress between your legs. Your head falls forward as your orgasms hits, and you visibly tremble as the waves hit your body. You clench your thighs tightly shut against your hand and you look at me with a begging look in your eye. I can see goose bumps form on your skin, and your nipples visibly harden under your dress. I turn off the toy as you gasp for a breathe.
The onlookers turn away as you slowly come down from your pleasure high. “Damn you!” You say under your breathe as a huge grin is on my face. “I take it you like the new toy I got you” I tease as your breathing becomes more normal.
I go for a bite of spaghetti but am thwarted when you kick me again. I swear my leg is going to be all bruised before the night is through. I must admit that watching you cum in public had its affect on me as well. I can feel my underwear a bit wet from my excitement, and my slacks are restricting me greatly from being comfortable. I need to adjust badly but know its not a dignified thing to do. So I sit uncomfortable.
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