It was my birthday and Michelle had promised to take me out to dinner, I couldn't wait it had been some time since we had been able to find some time to leave work related matters alone for a weekend, I was so looking forward to a nice dinner and maybe some love making at the end of the evening.
" Michelle I've finished with the shower," I called out. "Thanks honey," Michelle replied. Michelle brushed passed me, smiled and dropped her robe to the floor I looked at Michelle in the reflection of the mirror, her long slender legs seem to go on forever, until they met her neatly groomed blonde pubic hair, and I love her full firm breasts, " Hey stop perving and give a girl some privacy will ya," Michelle said. I jokingly pouted my lips bowed my head and stuck my tail between my legs and went into the bedroom.
I finished dressing and went into the lounge room to wait for Michelle, finally she appeared wearing a short black laced dress which was just see through enough to see her black bra and g string, the dress rested nicely on her long legs about 3 inches above her knees exposing the tops of her silky thighs. Michelle had wet her short blonde hair and slicked it back her dark red painted finger nails matched her lipstick, her calf's accentuated by the four inch black stilettos she was wearing.
I was about to comment on how great she looked when the cab pulled up, "Come on lets not waste time hanging around here," Michelle said. The cab pulled up outside my favourite Restaurant, " This is great," I said. Michelle smiled. The Restaurant was packed, it was always busy they had the best food and service in town and it was hard to beat the ambience of the soft lighting starched table clothes and the music was always at the right level not to loud not to soft. The Maitre D showed us to our table, as we walked through the Restaurant I could feel the eyes of all the other patrons admiring Michelle's body.
Michelle had pre arranged my favourite bottle of French Champagne to be served I felt like a king. Michelle and I chatted about all sorts of things, work, the house and our families. Michelle constantly looked deep into my eyes through our conversations there was an air of sensuality about her look and when Michelle wanted to be sensual she could really turn it on, that was one of the things that attracted me to her when we first dated. Our Entrée's arrived, my smoked Salmon looked and tasted exquisite, Michelle's Oysters natural were so fresh, shucked just before they were served.
After our first course Michelle excused herself from the table to visit the little girls room, I watched Michelle swank through the restaurant to the toilets, heads lifting from their tables admiring her, watching her arse pass them by. After a couple of minutes Michelle returned and sat down, she grabbed my hand and scrunched something in it, I then realised that she had passed me her bra, she leaned over and kissed me allowing me to look down her dress, her breasts were firm and her nipples erect. I discreetly put her bra in my pocket and smiled, Michelle leaned back on her chair pretending to stretch, I could see her breasts through her dress, the dim lighting kept them discreetly hidden from at distance of other prying eyes.
Our main course's arrived and once again the food was divine, our table seemed to be receiving extra service and it didn't take me long to work out that the waiting staff were taking turns to perv on Michelle's breast's, at first I felt a little uncomfortable with the concept, Michelle didn't seem to mind in fact I think she was enjoying it.
I smiled and thought hey what the heck enjoy the moment while you can. We finished our food and by this time the entire complement of staff had at some stage served us, so you can imagine the surprise when the Chef came over to ask us how our meal was, Michelle stretched her arms upwards allowing one of her nipples to poke through her lace dress, the Chef smiled and left. "Was that a good enough tip for such great food," Michelle said looking at me in a sultry manner." I smiled and nodded in agreement.
Our plates were cleared and we ordered another bottle of Champagne, Michelle excused herself once more, saying all those bubbles just made her want to pee.
When Michelle returned she walked up to me, kissed me on top of my head and scrunched another item in my hand, as she went to sit down she knocked my wallet on the floor, she turned away from me and bent over, her dress rode up the back of her legs exposing her pink pussy lips to me. My cock instantly awoke from its sleep and tried to burst out of my pants. I didn't even guess what was in my hand I slipped it straight into my pocket with her bra.
Michelle smiled and winked at me, "aren't you going to have a peek under the table?" she asked. I pretended to drop my serviette on the floor, I lifted the table cloth slightly, Michelle had opened her legs and lifted her dress, her fingers parting her lips revealing her hard swollen clit to me, I wanted to stay under the table and eat her then and there. "Dessert's anyone?" the waiter inquired. The sound of his voice made me jump and I bumped my head on the table as I sat up, "everything all right sir," he asked. I smiled at him as if to say everything was fine. " I'll have the Strawberries and cream," Michelle said. "Just coffee for me thanks," I said.
Michelle's dessert plate was piled high with Strawberries, she dipped one into the jug of fresh cream and ran her tongue over it lapping up the cream, and she let out a naughty giggle. Michelle picked another Strawberry from her plate and dipped it into the cream, she smiled and moved her hand under the table, a quiet moan escaped from her mouth, as she rubbed the Strawberry along her pussy, mixing the cream with her juices, she then placed the Strawberry in her mouth sucking at it tasting her juices. Michelle repeated the process until all the Strawberries were eaten, my cock was so hard it was putting pressure on my bladder, I excused my self to go to the bathroom, I moved through the Restaurant at a quick pace trying to avoid eye contact or better still eye to groin contact, as the bulge in my pants was very obvious.
When I came out of the Restaurant toilet Michelle was waiting for me, she grabbed my hand and led me into the Ladies toilets, I followed her into a cubicle. Michelle sat down and spread her legs wide, her cunt juices glistening around her pussy lips. "Eat me John, please eat me," Michelle pleaded. I knelt down in between her thighs and ran my hands up to her breasts, her nipples poking out through the lace dress I rolled them between my thumbs and fingers, Michelle grabbed my head and plunged it hard against her pussy, she squealed as my tongue ran up and down the length of her lips, she tasted so fine her juices mixed with the taste of fresh Strawberries and cream.
I teased her clit with my tongue, and playfully bit it with my teeth, she lifted her legs over my shoulders and crossed them pulling my face deeper into her, smearing her juices over me. I tongue fucked her aching hole, her hips rocked in rhythm with the thrusts of my tongue; her hands clenched my shoulders, her legs started to quiver. I could feel her pussy muscles tighten around my tongue, I withdrew it and flicked her clit with its tip, this drove her crazy, her smooth thighs tightened around my face, I pinched her nipples holding on to them hard, I increased the pressure and speed of my tongue over her hard clit, Michelle arched her back lifting her buttocks off the toilet seat, as she came the deep moans in throat struggled to be released, I relaxed my pinch hold on her nipples, Michelle's body erupted into another orgasm from the sensation.
