Chapter One
The evening had been planned for several months. The private dining room had been prepped to perfection. The table was centered in the large room. It was decorated with a beautiful floral centerpiece and two candles on either side. Palm trees were carefully placed around the room. Candle scones adorned the walls and gave off a romantic glow. A high back couch sat against the back wall for quiet conversation before and after dinner. Rhythmic Mediterranean music played softly from the recessed speakers in the ceiling. Saffron, the waiter, had brought in the wine and poured the first glass. He left the bottle in the ice before he left.
Avery and Kaitlyn sat on the couch and talked as they sipped their wine and waited for the first course. They reflected back on the day that they met, laughing at the memories. They continued on to the first date, the first kiss and the first time they made love. The conversation brought on a sense of arousal in each of them. Avery placed his hand on Kaitlyns' leg and caressed her skin just below her burgundy colored dinner dress. Her golden tanned skin was as smooth as ever. He could feel her skin warming as he moved his hand up her inner thigh.
Kaitlyn closed her light green eyes and laid her head back against the back of the couch as Avery made small circles with his forefinger. He moved his finger farther up her inner thigh and felt the material of her white lace panties. Kaitlyn moaned softly and slightly parted her legs. Avery moved his finger up and down the warm, soft mound beneath the lace. Kaitlyn had always enjoyed Avery's touch. This time was no different.
The door opened and the two of them quickly sat up and looked towards the door. Saffron had returned with the salads and bread sticks. He placed them of the table and waited for Avery and Kaitlyn to sit in their chairs. Saffron pulled the chair out for Kaitlyn and helped her closer to the table. Kaitlyn looked Saffron over thoroughly as he ground fresh pepper and cheese on each of the salads before leaving the room. He was a tall man with light brown skin, short black hair and spoke with a Mediterranean accent.
Avery laughed at Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn was slightly embarrassed at being caught.
"I'm sorry Avery, but he's a very attractive man", Kaitlyn said still a little embarrassed.
Avery smiled and said, "You don't have to apologize Kaitlyn."
"Really," she asked puzzled?
"No, it's alright to look."
"But what if I wanted to, you know, touch?" Kaitlyn asked shyly.
"I don't know, I've never really thought about it."
They ate their salads in an awkward silence. Each of them had thoughts of their own about the question.
Avery finally broke the silence. "I honestly don't know how I would feel about it. Part of me says I would be mad and part of me would find it kind of," he paused, "arousing."
They finished the salads and began to talk about the play they had seen before dinner. Saffron returned to pick up the salad plates. Kaitlyn looked him over again. As Saffron stood next to her to get her plate, Kaitlyn raised her hand and touched his leg. Saffron almost dropped the plates. Kaitlyn moved her hand around his leg and placed the palm of her hand on his inner thigh. Saffron stood straight up and looked over at Avery.
"Can we have a moment of your time," Avery asked with a puzzled look?
Saffron attempted a smile, nodded his head and stood still as Kaitlyn moved her hand up and down his leg. Each upward motion of her hand came ever so close to his manhood. She could tell that he stayed in shape by the muscles of his leg. She moved her hand up and over the firming bulge beneath his pants. She traced the ridge of the bulge downward with the tip of her forefinger. The tickling sensation sent a pulse through him that she could feel.
Kaitlyn smiled and continued to trace the ridge of the bulge a few more times, then pressed her hand firmly up against his balls. She cupped them for a second and released them. She wedged her finger beneath the fly of his pants and let her fingernail scrape up along the zipper sending gentle vibrations through him.
Saffron just stood there, head up, shoulders back and his right hand still holding the empty salad plates just above his shoulder. He couldn't believe this was happening. He had made a profession out of being a waiter and took pride in the service that he offered the guests. He had never dreamed of offering this type of service. Never the less, he stood there, without complaint.
Kaitlyn unzipped his pants and freed him. She took the time to enjoy the sight of his cock just inches from her face, studying the way the veins lay just beneath the skin. The head was slightly larger than its' six inch shaft. The skin between them was slightly darker.
