Hey all, Erin checking in with another story that I think you will like. Sex in public gets me very hot and this story is about a night when I was close to burning up! Enjoy.
I had been dating Brad for a few months when he invited me to have dinner with he and his parents the following weekend when they came into town for a visit. I was kinda nervous; the first meeting with the parents is always that way I think.
On top of that Brad's parents are very well off and very sophisticated; me, I'm just a little girl from a little town (with a little pussy that likes a lot of sex, hehe) and to be truthful, having dinner with Brad's stuffy parents didn't seem like too much fun. I tried to excuse myself but he insisted and after he promised to 'make it up to me' I agreed to go and try and make the best of it.
The big night came and I wanted to do my best to make a good impression on Brad's parents. I showered and shaved, taking care to see that my muscular legs were baby smooth. My mother had bought me a classy black cocktail dress; "just in case" she told me when we went to buy it. Now I was glad that she had insisted.
Brad picked me up and we drove to meet his parents. Brad an I had met at a party and stayed up all night talking; he was very sweet, he didn't even try and get me drunk and take advantage of me that evening. When he called me a few days later and asked me out on a real date I accepted. We had a nice evening, some good dinner, and I got him drunk and took advantage of HIM! Ha, don't you just love women's lib?!
The whole way to the restaurant I teased Brad, shifting in my seat and causing the soft fabric of my dress to slide way up my thigh. He kept putting his hand on my leg, trying to get to my pussy but I kept slapping him away; I didn't want to be all hot and bothered the first time I met his parents! Luckily, before Brad could break through my defenses, we were pulling up to the restaurant.
A valet opened my door and helped me out; a new experience for me. They whisked the car away and I took a hold of Brad's arm and allowed myself to be led into the posh interior of the town's best restaurant.
Never in a million years would I have come into a place like this – from the décor I estimated that a single meal there would cost me a month's worth of paychecks! The place was dimly lit giving its diners a sense of privacy even in the cavernous main dining area. Thick pile carpet lined the outside of a marble walkway that sparkled brilliantly even in the soft light.
Brad said something to the matre'de, a slender man who looked very sophisticated in his pressed tuxedo and thin mustache. He beckoned to us and we followed him down the marble to a small alcove off the main dining room; this was obviously an area reserved for those who requested a little more privacy and were willing to pay for it.
When we got to the table we were greeted by Brad's parents. They moved away from the table and introductions were made. Brad's father was a big deal at one of the local tech companies; he was dressed in a cream colored suit that was expertly tailored to hide his large midsection. His mother was equally as plump; a very pretty red head with ample breasts that were pushed together and spilled out of the tight purple dress she wore.
Once the introductions had been made the pleasantries dealt with we all settled into our seats and began looking at the menu - they were in French. I mentioned this to Brad who assured me that he would take care of ordering for me. Brad's father spoke up.
"So Erin, Brad tells me that he is quite fond of you. How did you meet?" His tone was so stuffy, so upper crust, and he had these beady little eyes that made me feel like I was the subject of an interrogation rather than being engaged in a conversation.
