They were going out Friday. It was nice to get out of the house without the kids every once in a while. Dinner was probably going to be good, although nothing too special. Afterwards, he was going to take her to a little place on the west side of town where she had never been before. Overall, it should be a fun night.
The night before, he had some interesting thoughts, thoughts that he had never really thought before. It was about the next evening, and what he wanted to do on the date. His thoughts, while not foreign, were still a bit riske for him, but if they were acted out, would be even more riskier for her. "Well, why not?" he thought and smiled. And so he formulated his plan and was looking forward to a very "interesting" evening.
Dinner was going to be around 8p.m. They got to the restaurant and sat down in a booth. She had on a nice dress that looked incredibly sexy, especially with stockings. She didn't have a big ass, but the dress accentuated all of her qualities, and it looked great. One of the best he liked about her though, was the fact that she honestly just did not like to wear underwear. And tonight was no exception. All he could think of was that bush between her legs right across the table from her and how much he wanted those lips around his cock. Of course, this was all in his mind.
So as they are sitting at the table waiting for their appetizers he hands her his phone and tells her to read this email. She thought it was kind of strange, but agreed anyways. As she was reading, a small grin came across her face. As she continued reading, she asked, "who wrote this?" He just smiled and said to keep reading.
This was his plan. As she was reading the email, he pulled out a small plastic bag inconspicuously that had a little purple toy in it. She recognized this small instrument immediately, and said in a hushed whisper, "Where did you get that? Why did you bring it here?" She was smiling softly, but was still serious. "What are you going to do with that?" she said. "What do you think?" he said smiling cunningly.
He made sure that they had gotten a booth that was off of the main row in the restaurant, and made sure she sat facing away from the other guests. He then slid over to the other side of the table, next to her. He took the toy out of the bag and turned the nob at the end to the lowest setting. It made a very faint vibrating noise, but no one could hear anything over the bustle of the restaurant.
"No way!" she said. "You can't do that here!" She was serious, but he could also tell that she was just slightly interested. He gave a wry smile and slowly slid his hand with the toy up her leg. It stopped on her uppermost thigh, just to the left of her pussy. He gave another sly grin.
Slowly, he moved the slowly-vibrating toy into the middle of her bush, and down between her lips. He gently inserted the toy inside her, sliding it back and forth two or three times. At first, she was aghast. What the fuck was he doing? In a public restaurant?! But as it slipped inside her, the vibrations began to work their magic. The sensation overwhelmed the surprise of it all, and she began to enjoy the warmth that was created under her skirt.