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Even without my sight, and my lack of coordination in general, I managed to get through the entree without any major mishaps. What pissed me off was that instead of continuing the sexual dance, like we had during the appetizer, he started small talk, asking how my day at work was, and filling me in on his latest project. I managed to answer in even tones, but inside I was FUMING. How dare he get me all worked up, just to drop me in a bucket of cold water?
Well, I’d show him. As soon as dinner was over, I’d take the car and go home to my vibrators—again. Who cared how he’d get home? I wasn’t going to play his games any longer.
“Are you ready for dessert?” As he cleared the plates, the waiter addressed Daniel. “Absolutely.” He replied. I muttered something under my breath, which both men took for agreement.
Daniel’s hand reached for mine, which I stubbornly removed from his grip. If he was going to be that way…
My chair was moving! Daniel was pulling me toward him. Stroking my hair, he whispered, “Come here honey. Let me hold you.” I pulled away. Hauling me to my feet, he moved my chair. I bumped into someone, barely managing to stay upright. “So sorry.” I breathed.
“Quite all right, Miss,” our waiter responded. Plates were placed on the table. “Will there be anything else this evening?”
“Yes, can you please take her chair? She’ll be sitting with me.” Another chuckle from the darkness. I didn’t want to sit on Daniel’s lap, but there was no way I could safely sit on the floor, and standing was just silly.
“Fine.” I stepped in front of him, preparing to sit down. Instead I was pulled facing forward into his lap, straddling him in the chair. I gasped as his fingers pulled the thong aside, just as I had before, but instead of fingering me, he plunged into me with his hard-on.
He was fucking me. I was fucking him, right there. With dozens of people around us. And no one could see. I moaned as he kissed me, this time hard and hungry. His cock was hard as granite and felt like heaven as he guided me, helping me keep my balance as I fucked him as quietly as I could. I sat down hard, feeling his muscles coil as he barely bit back a grunt. His fingers found my clit, stroking it in a set rhythm, and I swallowed another moan. I flexed around him, rocking slowly back and forth. I stood again, keeping the tip of his head just barely inside my walls. I flexed again and swiveled my hips, and then slowly sank down, coming hard around his shaft.
“Honey, I think I’m going to…” he began, and I flexed again, kissing him as I felt him shoot off inside me. My pussy clenched as his fingers flew over my clit in a frenzied dance, and within seconds I was coming again, biting his shoulder to keep from crying out.
We sat like that for a minute, just holding each other. “Sarah, I think we should…”
I moved. “Yeah, I agree. Let’s get out of here.” He tapped his fork against his glass.
We both stood on shaky legs, as the waiter came over. “I think we’re done for the evening,” Daniel told him, and the waiter put my hand on his shoulder, caressing it briefly, with Daniel’s on mine, and led us out. “I trust you had a good evening?” I could tell he said it with a smirk.
“Yes, we did,” I replied with a sweet smile to my voice. “I trust yours was equally as…entertaining.” He laughed. “Yes, Miss, yes it was.”
As we said our good-byes and walked out into the well-lit lobby, I stopped to allow my eyes to adjust. And appearing in front of me was a bank of monitors. I didn’t even think of security cameras!
I held on to the desk, mortified, as Daniel spoke with one of the guards. He was passed a disc and high fives were exchanged.
As he led me outside to the waiting limo, I had to ask. “Who was that?”
“Oh, that was just Kenneth. A guy I used to work with. He gave me a copy of the footage from the camera pointed at our table tonight.”
As Stanley helped us into the car I groaned and held my head in my hands. “You mean they saw all that?”
Daniel slid over and put his arm around me. “They did. And they said I was the luckiest man in the world.” He tilted my chin up and kissed me tenderly. “And they’re right.”
I leaned into him and grinned, holding up a strawberry. “We missed dessert.”
But Diary, we made up for that.
Just ask Stanley.
CHAPTER THREE
SLIPPERY WHEN WET—
CUNNILINGUS
Cunnilingus is next to godliness.
—KALI NICHTA
My hand guides your head down, your probing tongue settling between the juncture of my thighs. I hold you in place as you part my lips with yours, searching for my bud of passion. You find it; I gasp. You quicken; my grip strengthens. You work tirelessly; I come. You’re such a good boy.
—J. SINCLAIRE, “PASSION”
