It had been 2 weeks. 2 weeks since Macy and her husband had had sex. She was starving, as they usually did the dirty at least a couple times a week. Jack had been out of town on a business trip and even though she was able to satisfy herself after she recieved a picture message of Jack’s fully erect member squeezed in his own hand, Macy was aching for his touch. They had sent a few dirty pictures back and forth while he was gone; Macy had even bought a new piece of lingerie for one of the photos. The type of lingerie with plenty of lace and straps, the kind with the stocking clips. Macy hadn’t ever even thought to buy anything that revealing but after she slipped into it and felt the way the straps hugged her curves, she had never felt sexier. She felt so sexy she sent Jack a picture of her new outfit, little did he know she was wearing it under her dress as they drove to the restaurant they had decided to eat at near the airport when she picked him up.
Jack had already mentioned that she was in for a good time tonight and she believed him when she saw the little smirk on his face while she rubbed the growing bulge in his pants as he was driving. Macy had never known Jack to be shy about being handsy in public but tonight, he couldn’t keep his hands off her. He squeezed her asscheek as they stood, waiting to be seated in the restaurant, soft at first then harder. She was surprised when Jack decided to sit on the same side of the table as her, they never did that. Macy was envious of how cool and collected Jack seemed as they talked about the every day things they experienced while away from each other. She was a jittery mess, stomach flipping with butterflies the way Jack was talking to her so calmly. But his eyes. His eyes held everything she needed to know about what his intentions were; they were piercing into her, following her every move, and that little smirk never left his face.
The waiter came to the table to take their orders. Just as she opened her mouth to tell the waiter what she wanted, Jack’s hand slowly moved from her knee, inching up between her legs. She was focusing on keeping her composure with everything she had. By the time the waiter left to place their orders with the kitchen, Jack’s fingers were two inches away from her lips. Macy breathed out and innocently asked him what he thought he was doing. At that moment he moved for the clitoris. He let out a small laugh when he realized she wasn’t wearing any panties. Macy was writhing in her seat as Jack played on her under the table with his hand. She was so aroused that Jack was able to easily slip a finger inside her. When he pulled his finger out he brought it above the table and licked it, maintaining eye contact; he said to her that he had tasted what was being served for dessert and that it was good. Macy was getting goosebumps. She could feel her hard nipples rubbing against the lace bra she had under her dress. She stood up and told him she needed to use the restroom. Macy almost had the bathroom door shut when she felt it push back against her hand, she jumped, someone was trying to come in.
Jack pushed the door open the rest of the way and locked it behind him. Their mouths came together, aggressively kissing, Jack’s hands running down her back to get a handful of her rear. She felt his rock hard bulge as he picked her up and sat her on the sink. He began undressing her, never breaking the contact between their mouths. When he saw what she was wearing underneath he gave a low growl and told her she was a naughty girl. He ripped her off the sink and turned her around. Jack stroked himself as he smacked her ass a couple of times, her bent over the sink. Macy was dripping at this point as he inserted himself from behind. She let out a moan that fogged the mirror above the sink. She watched Jack’s reflection, seeing the voracity in his eyes thrusting himself deeper and harder. Macy didn’t realize how loud they had been until there was a banging on the door.
Someone was yelling in an annoyed manner from the otherside saying: Alright kids, that’s enough! Jack and Macy stopped and looked at each other in the mirror with faces of shock, Jack still inside her. She laughed and resumed shoving herself back on him. He grabbed her waist and continued as well, all the while the disgruntled restaruant employee banged on the door. With his last hit on the door he yelled that he would call the cops. Macy reached between her legs and played with herself, occasionally grabbing his hang down as he continued to thrust. She felt her heart rate increase even higher, the feeling swelling inside her. Breathing faster she knew she was about to climax. The sound of smacking skin started to resemble the sound of someone clapping their hands, both of them on the cusp of orgasm. Macy let out a loud moan as she succumbed to the feeling, letting the jolts of electricity run through her legs, shaking them uncontrollably. Jack thrust himself deeply, one last time, as he spilled himself inside her. They both stood, panting and laughing, sweat dripping down Jack’s forehead. He asked her if she thought the restaraunt would still serve them dinner as they quickly got dressed.
Jack opened the door to face a manager type with his arms crossed. Jack pulled out his wallet and handed him a hundred dollar bill. He told the manger it was for dinner, and the mess. They walked out to the car hand in hand as Jack’s fluid ran down Macy’s leg. When they got back to the car she was pleasantly surprised to see Jack’s bulge still present. He opened the back door of the car and shoved her in, unbuttoning his pants again.
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