But before we continue I must tell you where it started.
We were out for a friends birthday, nothing special just a nice meal and few drinks after.
We met up just outside the restaurant and had the normal meet up. The girls squealed and the lads shook each others hands and wrapped each others biceps around each neck to show the level of masculinity. As "the boys" do.
We entered the restaurant and I was second to last with her in front of me. She was wearing a floaty dress that only just covered her arse and left nothing to the imagination. My eyes were transfixed, all I could think about was lifting up and wondering what treasures laid beneath. She quickly stopped in front of me and turned round. I didn't stop in time and before I knew it I'd fallen into her.
We both fell to the floor. Highly embarrassed and with her husband glaring at me. I quickly stood up and helped her to her feet, just as I was though she parted her knees to assist in her standing up and I seen the white g string that she was underneath.
She saw me looking and abruptly stood up.
She apologised and on we went, it was at that time that I felt it, the tent that was growing in my trousers.... What a night not to wear underwear I thought to my self. Then the questions started, oh my good did she feel it, did she know it was because of her, did she feel like eyes burning into her dress wanting to see her arse. One thing I knew I needed this to go down before I was seen as some kind of pervert.
We reached the table and I thought to myself thank god for that I can hide it till he goes down. It was a booth and she was sitting next to me.... I could smell her aroma, the perfume she wore just lingered, her chest partially exposed in the tight dress she wore and she defo I felt wasn't wearing a bra.
That was when it happened, she caught me looking at her then said to the table excuse me I'll just go to the bathroom, with it been a booth and her on the other side to me to the exit. I began to shift out, she insisted I didn't need to move and didn't want to disturb the table so she climbed over me, she brushed passed me knowingly running her arse against my crotch, feeling every inch that I tried to hide, which make its even worse, was it was her bare arse under the dress that was running the full length of my cock. This lasted for 30 seconds but felt like minutes if not hours, then she went.
PING my phone goes, it's a snap, I never receive snaps, I see it's from her....
As I hit the button to open, I see the words written "is that for me!"
Dumbfounded I can't concentrate on what to write so I close it and put it back in my pocket.
PING, my phone goes again, it's her!
"I know it is and I caught you looking, do you like looking or should I stop."
I knew I was busted and if I wasn't careful to is could turn very bad, very quickly. I put my phone back into my pocket. I need to stop, but she's leading me on. My mind is confused but I know I want to see more, but I'm sat right here next to her husband, what am I thinking.
She returns to the table but this time I get out been the gentleman I am, that doesn't stop her as, as she's getting into the booth she again brushes her peachy arse against my ever growing hard cock, I know I need to sort this I made my excuses and off I went to find the bathroom.
As I ushered past the staff and customers of a well known busy restaurant I had to put my hand in my pocket and hold my dick to prevent him from tenting for the world to see. I finally reached the bathroom door and knew I was safe. I entered one of the cubicles let my trousers drop to floor and out he sprang, with out a single thought my hand was wrapped around my length and I was working it. Just as I was finding my rhythm I heard the door open and a very recognisable voice called my name. At this point I couldn't stop and as he was talking to me I came all over the stalls. Who you ask was the voice. It was the husband of her.
I wiped myself off, pulled my trousers up and walked out of the stall. It was at that point I realised I had just cum to her, husband shouting my name, whilst thinking of her.
As I walked out, he looked at me, said you okie mate. I said I am now and I smirked. He must of thought, what the fuck has gotten into this guy.
We both exited and as I ushered past her to get to my seat she pushed her arse into my crotch and gave me a very approving look, as if to say. I know what you've just been doing.
The rest of the meal was pretty much uneventful, we drank and spoke about what the fun times that we used to have and how adulthood has taken us away from that. It was at the end of the meal things began to get a little more interesting. When Lisa the matron of the group asked if anybody would be up for going out, out.
Now I'm the first to the party so I sing her by the hip and she knew what that meant.
The husband of her said that "no him and her were too tired."
