"You wanna bet?"
Those words were rolling around in Linda's head as she saw what was laid out on the bed. About 2 weeks ago, her and Jack were sitting on the sofa on a rare lazy Sunday afternoon. The TV was on and Jack was channel surfing. He came upon a rare football game, her home team against his home team.
"Yeah, the Eagles are gonna win this one." Jack had his usual smirk on his face, the one that told Linda he knew he was right no matter what.
"You wanna bet?" Linda had uttered the words before she even knew they were coming out.
"Sure, what's the stakes?"
"What did you have in mind?" Linda already had an idea what Jack was thinking before he opened his mouth.
"The next time we have a date night, the loser has to do whatever the winner wants. No questions asked, no refusals." Jack's smirk was replaced by a naughty smile.
Linda had visions of foot massages, vacuuming and dusting, dishes hand washed when she replied "You're on."
They sat and watched the game, it was a close one. During the last minute, it was tied, but his team had the ball. Linda watched in horror as the Eagles quarterback called a quick play, faked out the defense and threw the game winning pass. She knew it would be interesting and Jack would have his day. She secretly wanted to see what his mind would conjure up if he won and now she looked at the clothes laid out on the bed.
She picked up the cute blue and yellow boy shorts style panties he had chosen and slid them up her legs. She didn't wear these panties often because when she wore them with jeans, they would ride up in front and in back. They would pull and rub on her most sensitive parts, creating a bittersweet friction that would get her engine started but never actually put her over the edge. She believed Jack knew that because he had her favorite jeans on the bed as well. He had laid out her quarter cup bra and her new flannel shirt as well. The bra would provide needed support, but leave her nipples exposed to rub against her shirt. Apparently he wasn't planning anything to extravagant for dinner, she found him already dressed in a pair of jeans and one of his flannel shirts as well. They would be going to dinner dressed the same.
"Remember, no refusals." Jack was holding up her remote controlled egg vibrator. She noticed a little light flashing on it when he handed it to her.
"Were you going to help me with this?" Linda was hoping if she got him distracted he might give up on his plans.
"Ok, bend over." She handed it back to him and bent over, holding on to the foot of the bed. She was already excited about the date night and could feel her pussy getting damp. He knelt behind her, popped the egg in his mouth to help it slide inside her as he gently rubbed her most sensitive part. Linda could feel herself getting wetter from his touch. He pulled the egg from his mouth and easily slid it inside of Linda's pussy.
"Do you need help getting dressed as well? You do realize your attempt to distract me failed."
Linda knew it and grabbed the boy shorts, pulling them up her legs. As she pulled the panties all the way up, she tucked the tail of the egg up the front of her body. This ensured any vibrations coming through the tail would radiate on her clit, making her even hotter. She shrugged into the bra, making sure her nipples poked out above the cups. She pulled on her jeans and buttoned up her shirt. As she bent over to put on her socks and tie her shoes, she felt the slightest vibration from the egg inside her. She quickly straightened up and shot Jack a look.
"So I guess that means the egg is working." Jack couldn't hide the grin.
Linda finished tying her shoes and went in to the bathroom to fix her hair and apply a little makeup. Once she was satisfied, she walked out of the bathroom, walked right up to Jack and stuck her tongue down his throat. Jack was caught off guard but quickly returned the kiss, caressing her back and butt. Linda reached down the front of Jack's jeans and fondled his obvious erection through his pants.
"You still want to go out to dinner, or should we just order in?"
"I made reservations. We should head out soon if we are going to make it in time." Jack was obviously a little winded from the exchange, but quickly recovered.
Ever the gentleman, Jack insisted on opening her door for her, both in their driveway and in the parking lot of the local steakhouse. Linda liked this place and was a little surprised that Jack wanted to come here, he always grumbled about the prices. True to form, Jack held the door for her as they entered the restaurant, allowing his hand to settle on the small of her back as she walked past him. They walked up to the host/hostess stand and waited briefly for the hostess to come back. As she approached, she smiled and asked if they had a reservation.
"Walters, please. I believe it is for 6:30." Jack never seemed to have a problem making a connection with strangers, likely the reason he did so well in the industrial sales position he held for a few years now.
"Yes, Mr. Walters, a table for two. Let me just make sure it's ready. I will be right back." Her smile was obviously a force of habit with the job, it didn't seem to reach her eyes. The hostess walked partway back, stood on her toes to look towards the back of the busy restaurant and immediately came back.
"If you could follow me, your table is back this way." She grabbed two menus as she made her way towards the back of the restaurant and their table. "Mindy will be taking care of you this evening, she will be over shortly to get your drink order. Enjoy." She laid out the menus and briskly walked away to help the next guests.
As soon as Linda picked up the menu, she felt the egg stir to life again. Jack noticed her sharp intake of breath. Almost as if on cue, their server arrived to get their drink order.
"Hello, my name is Mindy. I will be taking care of you tonight. Would you like something to drink, maybe an appetizer to start?"
"Mindy, I would like Buffalo Trace, double on the rocks please. Linda, did you want Chardonnay?"
"Yes, please." Linda was still trying to deal with what was going on between her legs to get to wrapped up in her drink order.
"Did you want the Ecco or the Woodbridge?"
"The Ecco please."
"Water for both of you as well?"
"Yes please." Jack was obviously enjoying the whole scene, Linda struggling to maintain her composure while the server was seemingly oblivious to it.
"Great. I will get that put in at the bar and leave you to look over the menu."
As Mindy walked away, Linda was glaring at Jack. "Could you at least turn that off when she comes by? It would be very embarrassing if she figured out what you are doing to me here."
"That's part of the allure. You can't tell me it's not working on you. Have you decided on something to eat? I am sure our server will ask when she comes back with our drinks." With that, Jack turned up the vibrations and Linda started to squirm.
"It's a little hard to concentrate right now. Any chance you could turn this thing off so I can think straight?" Linda was getting aroused from the little device and, if she was being honest, from the thrill of doing this in public. As the thought crossed her mind, she felt the egg ramp up to, what she hoped, was full power for a second. She was really struggling to keep her desires hidden and starting to fail. After just a brief moment, the device shut down, leaving her breathing heavy and a little dazed. As she was coming back to her senses, their server arrived with their drinks.
"Have you been able to make a decision, or do you need a few more minutes?"
"I think just a couple more minutes, please." Jack responded before Linda could open her mouth.
"I will leave you alone. For now. I do have plans after we get home as well, I don't want you worn out before then." Jack's grin had come back in full force. Linda was starting to regret her bet. She looked over the menu trying to figure out what she really wanted to eat. After a few moments she decided and closed the menu. She looked at Jack and realized his menu was also closed. Mindy walked past and noticed as well.
"I will be right back." She announced with drinks in her hands making her way to another table. Linda fantasized that the couple at that table was also enjoying some private moments here in public.
"Have you decided?" Mindy looked at Jack first.
"Yes, I will have the sirloin and shrimp with broccoli please." Jack looked at Linda for her order.
"I would like the filet with rice pilaf and Caesar salad."
"How would you like your steak, sir?"
"Medium rare."
"And you, ma'am?"
"Medium please."
Jack took Linda's menu and handed them both to the server as she finished writing down their order. As she walked away, Linda felt the egg spring back to life at a reasonable setting.
"Geez, Jack. You just can't help yourself, can you?" Linda wasn't nearly as annoyed as she tried to play off.