Paul's friend Mike and I had been flirting all night. We'd met a few years ago and got on pretty well back them but this time there was just this heat between us. A few of us were out for dinner to celebrate Paul's 30th. It was all very relaxed and laid back and there was talking of going to LaLa Land later.
Can you pass the salt and pepper, please? I asked him. I'd ordered a gnocchi and it was a bit bland and needed a good bit of seasoning.
'Sure. There you go' he said as he slid the condiments towards me.
A minute or so later, I was startled as I could feel his hand on my leg and then he started stroking my thigh. 'Really?' I muttered under my breath so no one could hear
'Yeah why not? Just so you know, I'm going higher', he replied.
A minute or so later he was stroking the outside of my panties and I could tell I was already wet. So could he as he moved my pants aside and put his two of fingers inside me. 'Just relax,' he said out of the corner of his mouth. Easier said than done I thought especially when I felt his thumb graze my clit. 'You can't do that here' I said. 'Is that right?' he said as he continued with his fingers and thumb.
I couldn't concentrate on my food... delicious as it was. As he continued to massage my clit, I was beginning to squirm in my chair and I could feel my face staring to heat up. Grabbing his hand, I moved it away from my hot wet throbbing pussy, stood up and and whispered to him to meet me outside in two minutes.
'I'm up here' I said. There was a lane up the side of the restaurant and off to the left there was a car park. He walked up the lane towards me and we turned into the car park. I grabbed his hand and put it back in the same place it had been a few minutes before.