"Angel. Don't cook dinner tonight. We're going out."
My eyebrows arch up at this announcement. I don't mind going out to dinner, but I do love cooking for my Sir. Cooking is only one of the many labors of love I perform for him every day. At the same time, if he wants to eat out, that is his choice.
"Yes, Sir." I reply. "How does Sir want me dressed for dinner?" I wonder if this is formal or casual.
"That nice long black dress of yours." he tells me after a slight pause. "And your paisley shawl." he nods, no doubt picturing me in the black dress, which I rarely wear.
"Of course, Sir." I tell him.
I go about my day as I always do, save starting dinner when I usually do. After a shower, I put on a lightly floral scented lotion and my black lace bra, followed by my black dress.
When I hear the key in the lock, I go to stand beside the door, after putting the shawl around my shoulders. He greets me and kisses me deeply. It is then I notice that he has not come home alone.
Stephen is one of Sir's good friends. With him is his girl, Dana. I smile and nod in greeting to her. She looks a bit nervous. From what I have been told, she is new to Stephen and the Lifestyle both.
"Before we go." my Sir says, stepping into the house. He says nothing more, but walks into our bedroom. After a moment, he returns, and I see he has something black and round in his hand. He moves to his chair and taps the arm of it. "Come here, my Angel. Lift your leg on the arm of the chair, please."
That is all I need to hear to know the round black thing is the remote control vibrating egg Sir got me a month or so ago. I had only worn it around the house until now. Sir had warned me that someday I would wear it out in public and he wanted me to practice looking as normal as possible when I did, despite the pleasure the vibrations gave me. And so now the black dress made perfect sense. My wet spot would not show up quite so badly.
I replied without hesitation. "Yes, Sir." and I walked to the chair and lifted my leg onto its arm. He caressed my leg, pushing my long skirt past my knee and up my thigh. Moving the leg, he spread me open and I closed my eyes as he inserted the egg himself. Then he kissed my inner thigh and pulled my skirt back down.
"You may lower your leg, my Angel." he told me, and I did. I stayed by his side as he stood and looked over at Stephen and Dana. "Let's go."
Dana bit her lip and looked at me with something like mixed envy and pity. There was something about her look that told me no one had ever done this to her and she wasn't sure how she might react. It wasn't my worry. My Sir wanted this, and he would have it.
In the car, my Sir and Stephen sat up front and we girls sat in the back seat. After buckling up, I smoothed my skirt as Sir started the engine. I knew the remote would be near to his hand. He kept it on his key chain. And before we were out of the driveway, I started very slightly as he turned it on low for the first time.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dana look at me, sharply. I smiled reassuringly at her. Nothing was wrong. Just some incredibly delicious vibrations deep inside of my pussy.
She bit her lip. "Are you wearing panties?" she whispered, sounding concerned.
I couldn't help but chuckle. "No. I'm not." I replied, simply.
My Sir and Stephen talked throughout the drive, but Dana seemed very shy and a little bit worried. In a low whisper I asked her if she had a vibe in as well and she shook her head. "I couldn't. I .. I'd just die!"
Grinning I smiled at her. "What Sir wants, Sir gets." I shared my overall life philosophy. But I sighed in relief when Sir turned the vibe off.
She sighed deeply, apparently realizing this for herself. The rest of the trip was spent in silence with Dana looking out of the window and chewing on her lip, nervously.
The restaurant was a lovely place. Sir pulled up and a valet opened the door for him. As Stephen got out the other side, the valet opened the door beside me, and I exited, followed by Dana. Reservations had been made ahead of time and I stayed near Sir as we were shown our table. He turned the vibe on as we walked and I paused only a moment in my walking, but did not stumble or in any other way shame my Sir in public.
At the table, Sir pulled out my chair and seated me, as Stephen did the same for Dana. Once Sir was seated, he turned the vibrator on what I knew was the high setting. I straightened my shoulders and cleared my throat as I was handed a menu.
"Thank you." I smiled at the waiter, both hoping and not hoping that he suspected what I had vibrating inside of me.
