We go out to eat in a nice restaurant where it is dimly lit. You choose a table in a dark corner and I'm glad, you have no idea what I have in store for you tonight. We sit down and you order a nice dinner, but I'm laughing to myself. I wonder if you will be able to eat much when I give you my surprises. A little giggle escapes, as I hold a finger to squelch the rest that wants to leave my mouth, you look over at me with questioning eyes. I just shake my head.. as if to say, "Nevermind.. you'll find out later."
It's a beautiful table in a quiet corner. There's a tablecloth on the table, a nice long one, just perfect for what I had in mind. We get our salads and when you start eating, I start to rub your leg with my foot. You look up in surprise, but I see the gleam in your eyes. You like it. Every once in a while, I rub your leg, reaching higher up your calf until my foot is on your thigh. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see your cock start to bulge and strain against the seams of your slacks.
You look at me with a smile and then look around the restaurant to see if anyone is paying attention to us. Everyone is too worried about their own lives to pay any attention to us. Main course time now. In more ways than one, but then you don't know that yet.
I lean over and whisper in your ear. "I don't have any panties or bra on, baby". Your head jerks up in surprise and your eyes are open wide. I know the effect I am making on you when you seem to be paying less attention to your food and more attention on what I'm doing. I reach over and slide my hand along your thigh. After a little while, I cup the front of your pants and feel the jerk of your hardening cock. Oh, Do you know how love arousing you? I am getting wet and you haven't even touched me. I see you are having a little trouble swallowing.
Are your thoughts somewhere else rather than on your food, perchance? I begin to unbuckle your belt and unzip your pants, slowly using my index finger, I drag it up and down your already hard cock. You put down a hand as if to stop me and I shake my head. You move your hand back to the table as I finish unzipping your pants. You look at me with a question in your eyes, but I just smile, a sweet innocent smile...One that you know I'm about to do something..."bad".