Donato's is an Italian restaurant frequented by the high-brows, the power brokers including the Mafia and Milo chose to go there because of its juiciest steaks, legendary Martini, red-leather booths and the dim-lighting of an old social room.
Charlize was groomed to the eyeball in a plunging satin burgundy sheath- a Collette Dinnigan creation. Milo was in dark Armani suit jacket and midnight blue shirt with narrow red leather neck tie. His handsome face was a tad touch of Jan-Michael Vincent in the younger years. What a dashing couple they made. They caught admiring glances and stares as they made their way across the room following the maitre 'd. Recognizable faces like Muhammad Ali and Eric Clapton stared. Well, let them drool over her mini dress that displayed her endless legs. She had a penchant for rockers but right now Milo is thee 'man' of the hour.
Milo and Charlize settled in a booth exclusive for couples. In the background, the diners chatted amicably and there was the sound of jazzy piano music. Milo ordered Porterhouse steak and Chateaubriand for her and foregoing red wine chose champagne. It was a hearty dinner topped off with strawberry ice cream for dessert.
After dinner, they checked in at the plush Ocean View Hotel. In the room, Charlize examined the view from the panoramic window. It was a star-studded night in the heavens, and the glimmering water was filled with bobbing little boats from afar.
"Like the view? Asked Milo, cuddling up behind her.
"I love it," she said throwing a side glance and then looking back to the view.
Milo was already shirtless, barefoot and in his Hugo briefs slipping his hands by her waist feeling the satin texture of her dress across her tummy. He breathed in the scent of her, fluffed her foxy blonde hair in his hand and waved it aside to drop kisses on her shoulders.
"Hmmm, I've been thinking of you all day," he said kissing her up along the neck. Charlize's heart pounded, then the pounding spread throughout her body like a jungle tattoo, setting up a resounding echo in that other heart between her thighs, eventually moistening her wine-colored silk panties.
"So am I," she said curling her hand across his cheeks inhaling his manly scent and swiveling her head to meet his kissing lips with her own. She welcomed his kiss as well as his hand that groped her breasts through the neck opening of her halter dress. Her creamy breasts trembled against his hand as her heart fluttered like a butterfly trapped in a flower cup. The tense taut nipples expressed an overwhelming passion boiling deep inside her, demanding release.
"You're so beautiful, Charlize." The right hand slid down to the center of her and slowly rubbed the mound of her pussy up and down. Through it's tender softness he could feel the hardening of her clit. So his hand moved further down to the hem of her dress which cut at the mid thighs. It slipped inside the hem and ran up along her inner thigh until it cupped her pussy through the silky underwear. He felt the warmth and the wetness under his fingers and ventured to find its source by slipping his hand under her panties. Cupping the warm, moist fleecy pubes for a motionless moment, then grasping its heap of tender flesh, his middle fingertip that found the furrow slid up and lightly tapped her sticky clit. She thought she would explode with pleasure.
Her hips gyrated against his palm and surprising herself with her boldness, she snaked her free hand to feel his aroused manhood through his briefs. She took it out and let it slide up her ass seeping its warmth through her panties and to her skin. She let it slide up higher, climbing the small of her back rubbing it gently against her smooth skin. Giving in to the urgency that flared within him because of that friction, he hunched down on his heels dragging her panties to her feet. He did it slowly, taking his time whirling his face at her luscious bare bottom as she raised her dress up her waist. As she bent slightly to step out of her weightless panties, Milo's tongue found its way grooving along her butt crack, tasting her and searching for her moist folds. "God, the best tasting pussy I've ever tasted," he said to himself. After retrieving the panties, he balled them in his fist, stood up and sniffed them.
"Charlize, oh, sweet Charlize," he whispered thick with lust.
She turned around to face him wriggling away her dress and kicking it aside with her high-heel metallic sling-back. Her willful passion raced wild and free. Milo rid off his briefs to get it over with his stiff pecker. Quickly their lips fused like magnets and only a laser beam could cut through the thick sexual tension that filled the room. Milo flexed his knees slightly and drove his pecker between her legs just under her vulva. He slid back and forth rubbing against her dripping vulva and coating his joystick her slippery juice while he cupped her perky boobs and twiddled her pale tea rose nipples already hot and distended.
"Oh, I could already get off on that," she murmured.
"Say it again, baby I love that," he crooned.
"Oh God, pinch it hard Milo....ohhh there," she gasped, the trick sending her to climax.
With that he pushed and pulled some more before he lifted the back of her thighs and wrapped them around his waist while her arms quickly clasped around his powerful shoulders. Hotter than hot, she guided his joystick to her sopping pussy and it blazed inside her prompting her to move her hips in rhythmic motion.
"Oh God this is great," he croaked seeking her parted mouth probing wetly, grasping her lips with his until their tongues tangled in frenzy. Holding her bottom Milo walked over a few steps and backed her up against the wall and drilled her mindlessly. "Don't close your eyes Charlize, look at me," he ordered. Charlize complied and wailed like she never heard herself before as each thrust gathered a firestorm of exquisite pleasure deep within her loins. Milo shuddered against her, and so did she joining him as their spirits soared to the hidden heights reserved for lovers.
"Oh God, that was quick," she panted like a sprinter.
"We could do that in the elevator sometime," he said planting kisses on her.
"You're crazy," she giggled.
Moments later, she had to pee. "I wanna see you do that," Milo said and she agreed.
Milo preferred that she do it on top of the bathroom marble sink. So she climbed over and squatted down to the sink facing him. For awhile Charlize felt self-conscious for she had never done this before to any human being.
"It's hard to pee at once after orgasm and you clogged my puss with your semen," she laughed dryly massaging her pubes with her fingers. Finally, there was a fountain of squirt from her gaping pussy which then dribbled down in double stream into the oval sink.
"This is embarrassing," she said wiggling her hips when the last drops trickled down.
