Restaurant Fun With Max

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Max and I were enjoying being lovers. I had known I wanted him since the moment I saw him across the room at a party. His sexy eyes and magnetic personality lit me up in a way no one ever had. Even just the sound of his voice when we spoke on the phone would have my body reacting; my heart was pounding, my nipples were hardening, and my pussy was dripping.When he started calling me ‘baby’, I hung on his every word waiting for that loving endearment. I just couldn’t get enough of him.Living an hour apart, and both of us being busy trying to find a career and not just a job, didn’t leave much time for each other. We were able to spend time on the weekends together, but since we both had roommates, true alone time was scarce.When I arrived at Max’s place after work on Friday, I loved how he greeted me like he hadn’t seen me in years.”Missed you, baby,” he said, covering my face playfully with kisses, not caring who was around. Only one of his roommates was home, but I knew they’d all be hanging out there soon.”Missed bursa escort you too, baby,” I said giggling, enjoying using the nickname for him too.”I’m starving,” he said, “Let’s go out to dinner!””Ok,” I said, actually a little disappointed. I really just wanted to go to his bedroom so I could show him just how much I had missed him. We rarely went out though, so I knew it would be fun. We always had fun, no matter what we did.When we got to the restaurant, Max requested the booth in the corner and then scooted in on the same side as me.”What are you up to?” I asked with a knowing smile. “We are in public!””I know, we are,” he said with a wicked grin.We looked at the menu as I shifted in my seat excitedly, trying to figure out what he was planning. Anticipating his touch already had my heart racing. After we ordered our food, he knew the waitress wouldn’t be around for a little while, so he put his hand on my upper thigh, right under my short skirt.”Oh, Max,” I sighed in a whisper, as I looked around to be sure bursa escort bayan no one could see what he just did.”Easy, baby,” Max whispered in my ear, “You’re going to have very little reaction.” I had practice with that. He had fingered my pussy while I was driving last weekend, just to see if I’d be able to keep us on the road. Luckily we were still alive! But here in a restaurant was different; we were really in public with people in the same room. Thankfully, the restaurant was mostly empty since it was a nice night outside and most people were eating on the deck.”I’ll try,” I said softly, already breathing heavily. His hand brushed my swollen pussy lips through the outside of my panties.”You’re wet,” he said with satisfaction.”That is what you do to me,” I said smiling. It was true; I was always wet around him.”Good,” he said, slowly pressing his fingers up and down against the soft lace of my panties, finding my swollen clit.”Oh,” I gasped as quietly as I could, “You should stop before someone sees you.””Not escort bursa a chance,” he said, pushing my panties aside to slide his finger inside me. I tilted my head back and bit my lip to stifle the moan threatening to escape my lips.”Stop it,” he admonished with a smile, “You look like I’m fucking you.””You are,” I breathed quietly, attempting to sound annoyed, but I was anything but annoyed. I had been craving his touch all week.”I know,” Max agreed, “Tilt your head down and put your forehead in your hands with your elbows on the table. It will just look like you have a headache.””Ok,” I obeyed, happy to not have to hide my growing excitement on my face any longer.”Good girl,” he said, “You know what good girls get, right?””Rewards,” I managed to hiss through clenched teeth as he sunk a second finger into my pussy. Then he slid both fingers out of my pussy and up over my eager clit.”Yes they do,” he said, quickening the movement and pressure of his fingers on my clit. He had already learned how to touch me just right to get me to cum quickly if he wanted to, or edge me until I’d beg to cum. I assumed here in the restaurant his goal would be speed, and I had no problem with that. I was definitely ready to cum for him.

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