The dark mysterious stranger:
It is a stormy night. I am in a stranger in this little town, here for a meeting. I ask the hotel manager for a quiet restaurant nearby.
His recommendation is only a block away. "Great Italian food," he says. "But watch the wine, it is very potent."
I walk briskly to the restaurant avoiding the raindrops as much as possible. It is almost empty. I look at my watch. No wonder, it is almost 9:30 pm. I get a table in a dark corner of the room and order a bottle of the house red wine and some oysters.
I see the door swing open and you walk into the hallway. You are carrying a broken umbrella and are drenched from head to toe. I could not help noticing the cotton dress clinging to your breasts outlining your erect nipples. It's obvious you have no bra on.
You are given a table next to mine. I can't take my eyes off you as you are seated. Even in your wetness you are so deliciously beautiful. The waiter brings my wine. You cast me a glance.
"Would you join me for some wine," I ask.
You hesitate, then slide over to my table. You can't help but notice that I am looking at your firm breasts under your wet dress. We sip some wine. The warmth of it going down your throat makes your cheeks rosy in the candlelight. We share the bottle and order another.
The oysters slide over our lips like an erotic sex act. We have hardly spoken a word but I am so infatuated with you. You can feel my eyes mentally undressing you. You like the feeling and imagine what it would feel like to lie naked next to me on this stormy night.
You drop your spoon and I lean down to retrieve it. Under the tablecloth I can see your dress is hiked up over your hips. Your wet panties are around your ankles. Your legs are spread wide revealing the most delightful shaved pussy. I cannot take my eyes from the sight. You know what you are doing to me. Your hand drops under the table and a finger rims your lips then moves up and down to harden your clitoris. I still haven't gotten up from retrieving the spoon. The sight is too exciting and the wine has me crazy.
Finally I sit back up and can feel the erection in my pant growing. You take your hand from under the table and lick your finger. My eyes almost roll back in my head with lust for the taste of your pussy.
Without a word you get up and slowly walk out the door. I get up to follow but I have not paid yet so I throw a hundred on the table. I glance down to where you were sitting and see your panties under your chair. I snatch them up and I cannot believe the heavenly aroma of your body and juices. I want it so bad! I rush to the exit and look up and down the street.