As they
walked into the restaurant, he could feel the heads turn, and he felt immensely
proud.
The
lighting was subdued, and it was clearly a venue for romantic trysts or secret
assignations and strangely he didn’t feel out of place.
The
restaurant was quite busy but as it was laid out in discreet booths rather than
open tables it was not overly noisy.
They were
shown to a booth and he let Jane slide in first then he followed her and once
they were both settled, he ordered champagne.
“Champagne?”
Jane said, “Lovely, I am being spoiled”
“It’s no
more than you deserve” he said
After a
glass or two of champers, while they were awaiting the arrival of the first course,
Jane said
“Thank you,
Greg,”
“For what?”
he asked
“This” she
replied with a hand gesture
“No need to
thank me”
“No, I mean
it” she said and took another big sip of champagne as she tried to find the
words.
“It’s been
a long time since I got to do this” she explained, “the couple’s thing”
“We’ve been
out before” he said
“I know,
but this one is special” she continued, “very special, because it’s a special
date with the person I love”
“I love you
too” he said
A few
minutes later she slid out of the booth and rushed off in the direction of the
lady’s room and when she returned, the starters arrived.
“Ok?” He
asked as he squeezed her hand
“Yes” she
replied with a smile and a reciprocal squeeze.
Her makeup
had been efficiently repaired and she looked as stunning as she did before.
Satisfied
that all was fine they turned their attentions to the food, which turned out to
be wonderful.
After the
starters were demolished, they thought nothing could possibly surpass it, but
they were wrong because the main course was sublime.
As they
ate, more champagne was consumed and they chatted about Christmas plans, just
as they were clearing the remaining morsels of ambrosia from their plates.
As the
waiter cleared the table Greg was about to wax lyrical about the disposition of
his heart when she said,
“What’s for
pudding?”
“You’ve
only just had your main,” he pointed out
“I like
pudding” she said matter of factly and for some reason blushed
and then she stood up a little unsteadily on
her feet and announced
“I need to
pee”
And off she
went, which was somewhat curious behaviour, but Greg thought
“That’s
champagne for you?”
When she
returned, he was already perusing the dessert menu and salivating at the mere
prospect of devouring any one of its delights but when he looked at Jane’s
face, she looked like she’d already indulged.
“What are
you looking so pleased about?” he asked her
“I am being
adventurous” she replied enigmatically.
He moved
closer to her in the booth and placed his hand on her knee before sliding it up
her skirt to discover to his surprise her stocking tops and Greg looked at her
with raised eyebrows by way of enquiry.
“I didn’t
want you to rip the crotch out of another pair of tights”
She replied
saucily and his hand proceeded past her stocking tops up her naked thigh until
to his delight he reached her fluffy bush.
“When did
they come off” he asked, “because I know you had them on when we left the room?”
“When I
went to the loo, I slipped them into my handbag” she whispered, and her cheeks
flushed, and Jane giggled “And then I walked through the restaurant “commando”“
“Wow its
very saucy” he said, “and you know I like saucy, but why did you do it?”
“I wanted
to know what it would feel like” she replied
“And?” he
asked
“It felt
really dirty” she replied “but in a good way”
And they
both laughed before they thoroughly indulged themselves with the desert trolley
which was when he began in earnest to stare at her lovely tits, pertly sitting
unfettered beneath her knitted dress and he continued to ogle her jiggling
puddings during and after the deserts were finished and while the coffee was
being served.
“Haven’t
you seen enough yet?” she chastised
“Never” he
replied “and I’m certainly not the only man or woman in the restaurant admiring
your form”
Jane blushed
and suddenly became self-conscious and tried to cover her breasts and the now
prominent erect nipples.
“You could
leave here with any man you choose,” he said truthfully
“I already
am,” she said
“You keep
talking like that and you might even get lucky”
“You’ll be
the lucky one” Jane said draining her cup “now let’s go”
They left
the restaurant in a very dignified way considering the amount of Champagne they
had consumed though they had only gone about ten yards before Jane had to slip
her heels off in the interest of safety.
Though
their mutual need of each other was urgent the door to the room opened in a
more controlled manner than the night of their arrival and they actually made
it to the room proper before kissing.
It was a
long, slow, passionate kiss which, had they not already been aroused would
definitely have lit the boilers.
As they
kissed, he stroked her plump breast through her woolen dress and played with
her stiff nipple and she rubbed her thigh against his bulging cock.
After a few
moments longer Jane pushed him away and then dropped her expensive new shoes on
the floor before starting to undo the belt around her waist while he removed
his trousers, pants, socks and shirt, then he helped Jane undo the belt.
One the
belt was disposed of he turned her around, so she was facing the mirror and he
wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck as she hugged his arms.
Greg could
tell Jane was getting impatient as she kept rubbing her arse against his
erection so he stepped back a few inches and, inch by inch he undid the zipper
on her dress until her back was completely naked all the way down to her bum
cleavage, then he slipped both hands inside, cupping her titties and playing
with her teats and the dress slipped from her shoulders and fell to the floor.
She
murmured softly as he continued to caress her breasts and she positioned one
buttock either side of his cock and rubbed herself up and down him.
He knew as
much as he was enjoying the slow seduction that Jane was ready to play, so reluctantly
his right hand left her breast and moved quickly down her body, his hand
briefly brushing her lush bush, before engaging with her creamy pussy and she
began to moan long and low the instant his digits breached her lips, quietly at
first, and then after she raised one knee onto the desk her cunny really opened
for him and they became much louder and more persistent until she came.
Jane
climbed off the desk and turned to face him, planting a wet kiss on his lips,
and grasping his substantial shaft firmly as he wiped his creamy fingers on the
desk blotter.
Between
kisses she asked
“Stockings…
on… or off?”
“On of
course” he replied
“You would
say that… You pervert,” she said
He picked
her up and carried her to the bed and laid her on her back, and Jane instantly
opened her stocking clad thighs to receive him and then he penetrated her hot
honeyed cunny.
He gave her
a full length, then another, then another as she writhed and moaned beneath
him.
Jane was
biting her lip as she wrapped her black-sheathed legs around him and began
clawing his back and he quickened the pace, her squirming pussy creamed his
balls and she moaned beneath him as his throbbing cock thrust deeply into her
pussy again and again and her thighs gripped him tightly while he pounded her.
The pace
was building steadily, faster and faster and her nails cut deeper into his skin
as they moaned and grunted in unison, speeding on and on, until they reached
maximum velocity, the point of no return, and she shuddered beneath him and they
both exploded in utter ecstasy, and panting with pleasure, they stayed there
until morning.
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