The time my [F] ex got off in a busy restaurant

I was with my ex for a long time, going back to when we were 16 in high school up until 24 when she finished college. There were certainly many issues when it came to our relationship, but the one thing that never suffered was the sex (which is surprising having been each other’s firsts).

One example goes back to when we were in college. We used to frequent a late night sushi restaurant near campus, which I would describe more so as “economic” rather than delicious. But this evening was pretty ordinary as we left for dinner at about 11:00 PM.

She had me heavily in the mood the second I saw her as she was wearing a thin, tight black dress that was very low cut and borderline too short to wear in most venues. To complete the outfit, she wore 4 inch bright red heels. To paint a picture, she was very petite: around 5 foot, not quite 100 pounds with blonde hair and blue eyes. She had an hourglass like figure, with an amazing ass and D cups to top ot off. To help everyone’s imagination, im quite tall at about 6’5″ and roughly 200 pounds, semi-athletic build with short brown hair and green eyes. There was always a massive size difference between us and I’d be lying to say it wasn’t a kink (funny my current girlfriend is 4’11” so I definitely have a type).

Back to the story- we arrive at this restaurant and get seated in a booth. Its a Friday night, so the place is packed but the booth offers a small amount of privacy with only a few of the other tables directly in view, and her directly across from me. We strike up a conversation (I can’t even remember what about) until she straight up calls me out that I can’t stop checking out her tits. I tell her she just looks hot as all hell and that I wish we stayed in that night. This gets us into a conversation about what I would do to her if no one was around.

After some vivid descriptions of bending her over the table, I can tell she’s just as horny as I am at this point. One of her hands disappears under the table and this gave me an idea. I look her in the eyes and tell her to give me her panties. She’s very much a sub, and loved that. She goes to get up from the table, and I say “I meant without leaving this booth.”

A look of pure excitement comes across her as she sits back down and calculates how to manage it without drawing too much attention. Finally, she sticks with the time tested drop-the-silverware tactic and, in one impressive motion, slides her thin lace thong off under her dress and over her feet, concealing it in her hand. After a few seconds, she hands it to me over the table and tilts her head confidently in a “whats next” fashion. Of course im full on hard at this point.

At first my mind goes blank- what can we even do in this setting?? My dick is signing checks it most certainly can’t cash for at least 30-45 minutes. But im loving the risk. I ask her if she’s soaking wet for me, and she says of course. I naturally ask her to prove it. She casually reaches her hand under the table and out of view, never breaking her eye contact with me, then returns it to the table and rests it on my own hand. I feel how wet she is and have an idea. I remember she keeps a pocket vibrator in her purse (something we have had fun with a few times, mostly in the car). I tell her to get it out.

I can tell at this point she is game for something so risky only because she’s so turned on. She complies, and takes the thumb sized silver bullet out of her purse. The waitress comes over before her hand slides under the table, and we awkwardly order our rolls. Im doubtful she knew any of what was going on, but the sexual tension could undoubtedly be cut with a knife.

Finally the waitress leaves, and seconds later she makes eye contact with me. I suddenly hear a subtle vibration, and am immediately thankful for how loud the dining room is or all eyes would have turned directly on this girl. At first she keeps a straight face, but then starts conspicuously biting her lip and suppressing moans (she’s usually quite loud). This goes on for at least a minute before I can’t help it and need to see under that damn table. I casually lean down, feigning picking up something, and see her shaved pussy and that silver bullet rubbing her clit. She had cleverly set up her napkin in her lap directionally so I got a view, but the nearest table (probably) could not see exactly up her dress. I didn’t hesitate long as to try not to be too suspicious.

She continues for another minute or so, progressivey struggling harder to not show her expressions and stifling any noises before finally, gripping my hand tightly with her own spare hand, she makes her unmistakable orgasm face. It occurs to me now that if anyone looked over at that moment, they would have to have known.

I wait a few moments and then glance around the restaurant. I awkwardly make eye contact with another guy few tables away who is facing our direction, and he very quickly looks away. Thinking back, im certain he at least had an idea of her actions, and maybe even could see. He was roughly our age (21 or so at this point) and appeared to be on a date as well.

Shortly afterwards the waitress came back with our food, and we had a great dinner (albeit with a raging hard on for the next half hour). Finally, as we leave the restaurant and get in my car, she immediately unzips me and takes me in her mouth. I came in maybe 3 minutes driving back to the house.

Hope everyone enjoyed! Let me know if so, as I have many other stories of my time with her as well as my current girl!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ovquh2/the_time_my_f_ex_got_off_in_a_busy_restaurant