You're dressed in a beautiful navy blue suit and crisp white dress shirt as you arrive to pick me up. I'm in a short white cocktail dress and jeweled sandals to show off my new summer tan. We both look at each other, admiring one another, feeling that incredible attraction that always seems to ignite when we get close. We embrace and kiss gently as if we want to make this evening last, and you know your kisses always take me over the edge.
Arriving at an upscale dimly lit restaurant, we ask for a private table. We slide into a candlelit booth and order a bottle of wine. You tell the waiter to please keep our wine glasses filled but to give us as much privacy as possible because we have so much to get caught up on.
The table is draped in a long tablecloth and I slide next to you and kiss you. Your beautiful eyes search mine and I can see your passion matches my own. Being aware that we are in a public place, we continue to sip our wine and I feel your hand sliding up my leg to my inner thigh. My sudden intake of breath brings a calming comment from you as you tell me to just relax; no one can see us.
Your hand moves closer to that tiny warm triangle at the end of my thigh and I hear you moan in appreciation as you realize I'm not wearing any panties. Your fingers find my wetness and one finger slides easily into me as the waiter approaches to fill our wine glasses. The waiter is unaware or just ignoring the fact that your hand is hidden under the tablecloth. As he continues to pour the wine, you slide a second finger inside me. I just smile and try my best to stay composed.
The waiter walks away as your fingers become more demanding and you thrust them deeply inside me then pull out and repeat this over and over. You see I'm about to cum, so you kiss me deeply to muffle the sounds. How wonderful you feel and how erotic to experience such an enjoyable orgasm while people are meandering about.
You hand me a glass and I thank you for such a wonderful experience as my hand finds its way under the tablecloth to your bulging cock. Unzipping your slacks, I pull your beautiful cock out and stroke it, wishing I could slide under the table and taste you. As I stroke you from one end to the other, you grab my hand and tell me to wait, that you have so much more in store for me later.
Looking pleadingly into your eyes, I ask if we can leave now. You smile and tell me after I finish my wine. I'm wanting to please you so much and you are very much aware of this, but you still want to prolong our pleasure.