After bathing suit shopping we went to Chili's and shared a fajita meal. All the while, Jessie would look at me and smile. I'd smile back but I didn't really know why. We ordered a dessert and while we were waiting for it, she got up and went to the ladies room. When she got back, she had me get up and she slid into the booth on the same side with me.
As soon as I sat back down next to her, she reached over and put her hand on my thigh, quickly moving upwards until her hand was squeezing my cock through my pants.
I could feel my face immediately flush.
"I want this again," she said. Sliding her hand up, she grabbed my zipper and started tugging on it. I wiggled around a bit so she could get it down.
Across the aisle from us was another booth, and in it were four college girls. One of them happened to glance over and saw what was going on and leaned over and whispered to the girl next to her who, of course, looked over. Her jaw dropped.
Jessie got my zipper all the way down, reached in and wrapped her fingers around my cock, still relatively soft, and pulled it out!
By now I had four strangers, all female, looking at my rapidly-hardening cock. I glanced at Jessie and she was looking at them and smiling as if to say, "You think it LOOKS good? You should FUCK it."
And then the weirdest thing happened. The waitress brought our dessert. It's weird because we each picked up a spoon and began eating; all the while Jessie was slowly and gently stroking my aching dick. She obviously didn't want me to cum.
The girls across the aisle couldn't take their eyes away. They were obviously turned on. The girl who first spotted the action had her hand between her legs and was biting her lower lip.
Well we ate about half the dessert and she put her spoon down. The waitress brought our check. She eased my cock back into my pants and I zipped up. I looked over at the girls. One of them was writing on a napkin. After paying the waitress we got up to leave. I was leaving a tip on the table and Jessie headed for the exit.
As I walked past the girls' booth, one of them handed me a napkin and I stuffed it in my pocket. They all waved and said, "Bye."
I climbed into Jessie's car and she said, "I'm not ready to go home yet. You?" I told her I didn't have to be anywhere so I was hers for the evening.
"Oh you're mine for more than the evening, darlin" she said. We drove around a little bit and it appeared that she was looking for something. I was going to ask but I figured she would tell me if she wanted my help.
Finally about twenty minutes later we pulled into a city park that probably would have been closed except there was a softball game going on.
