DINNER FOR TWO
You feel his eyes the second you enter the
restaurant foyer. As you wait for your partner to confirm his booking, you scan
the restaurant.
Then you see “him”, seated alone
at a table set for one to one side. Your eyes meet and you expect him to turn
away when he realizes you’ve seen him, but he doesn’t. Instead he looks
straight back at you unblinking, making you turn away.
You look to your partner, he’s
discussing work with a man at the front desk and you look sideways to find him
still looking straight at you. Turning your head to face him, you look straight
back into his black eyes quizzically and raising one eyebrow. They change
instantly from their intense stare to sparkling, smiling eyes, also with one
eyebrow raised.
You quickly turn away and look to
your partner once more. Now you’re pissed off, he’s still talking, as if you
weren’t even there. You see a hand appear behind you and a voice that says,
“I’ll take that Sir.” and takes your partners jacket as he continues
talking.
You look back to him, but he’s
gone, and a look of disappointment falls across your face. Then a voice to your
side says, “Can I take your shawl Miss?”
“Yes please.” you say distantly
as you reach up to remove it without even looking at the man asking you.
“No please, let me get it,” he
says.
You look at the man as he reaches
around you to remove your shawl from your shoulders, “Oh my God, it’s
him!!” you realize.
He moves close to you, you feel his
strong hands gently take the shawl from your shoulders, all the while looking
into your eyes. Up close, his eyes seem completely black, as if he has huge
pupils with no iris, placed against a brilliant white background. They are
smiling again, seductively, making you feel like he’s removing more than just
the shawl from your shoulders. He’s so close as he removes it that you can
feel his breath against your bare neck. You feel your whole body flush and
become hot as a cool breeze from the air-conditioning blows across your back and
shoulders.
“Are
you feeling alright Miss?” The voice of the waiter jolts you back to reality,
“Your table is this way Miss.”
You
follow the waiter to the table where you see your partner is already sitting,
still talking to the man he met at the front desk. You sit on the chair that’s
held out for you by the waiter and realize that your partner and his friend haven’t even
noticed you, so you turn to see if he has returned to his table. You see nobody
there, and the table freshly set.
Disappointed and a little frustrated, you
turn back to try and look interested in the conversation at your own table. Your
partner looks at you as if he’s just realized you were with him, smiles
awkwardly and says, “Babe, can I talk to you privately for a moment please?
He gets up and takes your hand, excusing
himself to the other man and leading you over to the phones. Angrily you say to
him, “Thanks for the introduction, the recognition, when are “we” going to
start our dinner?”
He looks excited as he says, “Look
babe, this is huge. I heard this guy was going to be here and it’s paid
off!”
“So we’re here because you hoped to
see him, not for a romantic dinner?”
“Well no, I mean you see.....”
“Fuck
you and fuck him, I thought this dinner was for us! I went to a lot of trouble
to get this outfit for tonight, and you don’t even care.............” You
looks away, tears welling in your eyes, and there he is again. You watch as he
walks across the room and enters the door to the rest rooms.
“I’m
sorry babe, I promise I’ll make it up to you”.
“Um, ok
babe, thank you so much, I’ll introduce you when you get back ok.”
“Gee
thanks...” you say as you head for the door to the rest rooms you saw him go
through earlier.
You hold
your breath as you push the door open, but you let it out with a sigh of
disappointment as you enter the small and empty furnished foyer to the rest
rooms. You expected, hoped to find him here, but he isn’t.
You see three doors here, the
men’s, the ladies and the mother’s room. You hear a noise from the
mother’s room and see the engaged sign on the lock move to vacant.. You stand
there motionless, watching the door, but nothing happens.
You tentatively push the door open,
“Hello, everything ok?’ Anybody here?” No answer, nobody here, oh well,
there’s a better vanity in here anyway, I’ll clean up now.”
You lock the door out of habit and
go to the vanity where you empty your purse onto the counter. You clean the tear
smudged makeup from your face with the wipes, then splash your face with water
to freshen it. You try to turn the hot water on as well, to soak the flannel for
your face, but it won’t budge. Using all your strength and both hands, you
lean over the sink to try and force the tap. Suddenly it gives, sending a
torrent of water in the sink
“DAMMIT! MY NEW DRESS !!”
You know you can’t leave it wet
and you see the nappy drier in the corner. You decide to hang your dress there
so the warm air in it can your dress. You slide the tiny straps over your
shoulders and allow the dress to drop to your hips. Then you slip it over your
long legs and hang it up. You look into the large mirror and see yourself in the
“special” lingerie you’d bought and worn for tonight. You think of how
your little black dress had barely covered it up, how your partner hadn’t even
noticed it, yet he had...
A small push up bra that doesn’t
even cover your nipples. The soft material of the dress had constantly caressed
them with your every move, making them even more hard and sensitive when
“he” brushed across them. They’re so hard now as you think of “him”
and those sexy eyes. You close your eyes and wash your face with the hot
flannel, keeping them closed as you slide it down your neck and then further to
your breasts.
You gently rub the flannel across
your breasts, over your sensitive nipples, as you imagine it’s his tongue. One
hand slides down your stomach, over the thin chain that rests on your hips, past
the diamond naval stud and on to the tiny soaked g-string that barely covers
your hot shaved pussy. You slip your fingers under the band and push them down
along your soft lips.
You gasp when you feel just how wet
you already are. Your fingers slip between the wet lips and you slowly move them
up and down, all the while imagining it’s him doing it. Your fingers slide
around your wet pussy, dipping into your wet hole, then moving to circle your
throbbing clit.
Your knees are getting weaker as you
caress your nipples with one hand, while stimulating your clit with the other.
You turn around to lean on the counter to maintain your balance. Your movements
become more urgent now as you imagine it’s his fingers, not yours, that are
tweaking your nipples. His fingers that are rubbing
your clit between them and sliding down into your wet pussy.
“Oh God....... Oh God........” you
feel your pussy tighten around your fingers, your cum juices flowing over them.
“Yessssssss.....” Then you feel his soft lips on yours, his tongue gently
probing your mouth. It feels so real that you open his eyes and,
“Oh my God, there “he” is!”
He was there all the time, watching you, MY GOD!!
Without a
word, his hand moves to your pussy to replace your own. You feel his thick hard
fingers sliding along your wet lips, up and down lubricating them. Your hands
reach behind his head, pulling him to you as you uncontrollably bite on his
bottom lip. His thick wet fingers slide inside you, causing you to push against
them. You rock against his hand and his fingers slide in up to the hilt. So deep
in, then out, almost all the way, sliding over your clit, then in again.
You pull his face down to your
breasts and feel his tongue swirl around them, then his mouth as he sucks on
your nipple and flicks it with his tongue. He pushes his tongue flat against
your nipple and he slides it back and forth across it. You feel something hard
rubbing over your nipple, he has a stud in his tongue!! He moves down onto his
knees, licking you all the way down. “Oh God yes.......!!”
You reach down to unclip the clasps
on your g-string, they fall away as his mouth reaches your pussy, his thick
fingers still stroking inside you. You feel his tongue push hard against you,
parting your lips more, sliding across your clit so his stud rubs over it.
“Oh.....Oh.....Oh..... Oh my
Go......., I’m gonna......... unnnnghhhhh!!” It starts with an explosion in
your pussy, followed by aftershocks that ripple out from there to the rest of
your body.
“Oh God, I want you so bad. I want
you inside me pleeeease!!”
Slowly he stands up and you
frantically reach for his belt, fumbling around until you manage to pull the
whole thing off. You can’t manage the clip, so he undoes it as you tug on his
zip and try to push his trousers down over his hips. He pushes your hands away
and pulls them down with his boxers.
He stands up and you see his
beautiful cock, pointing out in front of him long and hard and nice and thick.
He lifts you up so you sit on the counter and you lean back against the wall.
You rest your heels on the bench and reach down to hold yourself open for him.
You see a bead of precum seeping from the eye of his cock as he brings it to
you. Teasing, he slides the head around your pussy mixing your juices with his
precum.
He speaks at last, “Your pussy is
so hot, so wet, mmmmmm, so nice......” he says as you feel the head push
against your opening, then easily sliding inside you. He stops there as your
pussy contracts around his fat knob. He pushes further and your pussy stretches
to accommodate his thickness and you can feel every vein as he slowly slides it
half way in and out of you.
“Mmmmmm, so wet, so tight, so
smooth....”
“Oh yes my pussy’s tight for
your thick cock, so hot......”
You savor the sensation of his thick
cock with it’s fat head as it slides in and out of you. You instinctively
start to tease and play with your own nipples, pulling at them on each of his
strokes, but you want more. You stretch your legs out to his sides as he pumps,
then you bring your legs back around him, resting your heels on his ass as he
slides out. Then you cross your legs behind his back and pull him to you with
all your might as he pushes in again. You feel the last few inches slide inside
you, his cock now buried in you to the hilt. His thickness filling you,
stretching you, the fat head so deep inside you. Your next climax is
instantaneous, your pussy spasming on his thick cock.
“OH FUCK!!” you scream as the
intense orgasm rips through you. Your arms stretch out, then reach behind him
and slap down on his ass, your nails digging in. “Mmmmm, you’re so hot, I
love your tight pussy, so soft, so wet, I could fuck you forever.”
“Oh God yes, love my pussy, fuck
me with your beautiful cock, ohhhhh.”
“Oh my, you’re so beautiful
riding my cock, push that pussy down harder, I want to be so deep inside you.”
“Oh God YESSSS......!!” You push harder and feel his balls slap against you
as he thrusts harder, faster, pounding into you.
“Oh yeah....” he says as you
feel him begin to swell even more. He pushes hard, grinding into you, you feel
the head of his cock at the back of your pussy, rubbing against your most
sensitive parts until he finds the one, the one that sends you over the edge.
You feel his cock twitching and swelling inside you.
“OH YES, OH YES, CUM WITH ME, CUM
WITH ME, OH GOD, YES NOW, I’M CUMMMMMMING.....!!”
You feel him explode inside you, the
first powerful jet squirts in you as your orgasm hits. Then another jet, keeping
you there, shuddering as your pussy grips him, milking every bit out of him.
Another and another squirts deep inside you, so much filling you until you feel
it seep out as he pumps into you.
“Oh my God again....!” you call
out as another orgasm hits you. His cock twitches as his last jet of cum squirts
into you as you hold him tight. After a few moments he slides his semi hard cock
out of you and passes you a towel. Then he passes you your warm dry dress, pulls
on his trousers, kisses you and leaves.
Clean and fresh now, except for a
slight stickiness between your legs that you choose to keep. “They’ll wonder
where I’ve been, I’ve been gone so long.” you think as you make your way
back. You see your partner with the other man, shaking hands and holding his
shoulder with the other hand.
“Ahem!!” you say.”
“There you are babe. You ok? You
look a little flushed.”
“I’m ok, I.........”
“Good, guess what? I signed the
deal with this fine gentleman.”
He didn’t even want to hear your
reply, didn’t order for you, didn’t even know you were gone. THE PRICK!!!
“Anyway babe, I gotta go with Mr.
Thomas to finalize this.”
“Oh really?”
“But don’t worry, I have a treat
for you. My friend, who arranged this meeting and who owns this place, is happy
to give you anything you want here. Then he’ll have his driver take you home.
Here he comes now, Carlos, thank you so much.”
You don’t even turn around to look
at this Carlos you’re to have dinner with, you’re so pissed off. Your
partner kisses you on the cheek, “Thanks so much babe, I’ll make it up to
you. Thanks Carlos, whatever she wants right!”
“Yes, whatever the lady wants
I’ll give her.” you hear “him” say. You freeze on the spot as your
partner leaves. Slowly you turn around and there “he” is, Carlos. He stands
there smiling, wearing a beautiful suit with a pocket handkerchief that looks
like the same material as your missing g-string.
“Take a seat Miss, I’ll give you
whatever you want.......”
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