I had a night off again after lying to my husband and Allan was planning to take me for dinner in a restaurant on the coast. I dressed out of home in a casual outfit consisting of a decent long skirt and a long sleeved blouse. I changed dress at Allan's home and wore a short tight leather green skirt, a red lycra top and a green leather jacket. I had my black stockings and suspenders on and pulled a dark green silk string panty underneath. I completed my garb with a dark thigh high green leather boots. I was oomph!, I knew I was. When you are horny and crave for cock like mad you gotta wear the things to attract the right tool to satisfy your desires.
We reached the restaurant an hour later although it was only twenty minutes from Allan's home. On the way I sucked Allan while he figured my pussy. It was so exciting that Allan decided to park in a dark spot behind some bush and shove his dick into my juicy pussy. We fucked in the dark of night and I was staring at the stars while he drove me crazy with his monster dick digging me to ecstasy. I came three or four times before Allan blew his hot cum into me. Fully satisfied we got back in the car and headed for the restaurant. I cleaned Allan's dick with my tongue in the car and we reached the restaurant hungry.
The restaurant was lowly lit, one can hardly distinguish who were there. Allan knew these kinds of places well as he surely had a hectic past screwing dames around. We had a table in the middle of the dining hall. We ordered drinks and enjoyed the soft music and talked about petty matters. I felt someone's glare on me and as I raised my head I saw the old man gazing at my thighs now visible because I had crossed my legs while sitting. The part of my thighs between the skirt and the black stocking were visible until my ass cheeks. The contrast between the white thighs, the green skirt and the black stockings was stunning and liable to drive a eunuch to a severe urge to screw me. I said nothing to Allen and enjoyed the admiration I deserved.
The food was taking some time and we ordered another round of drinks. The stranger left his seat and reached our table. He introduced himself as Marc, a foreign businessman taking some time off after his work. He was very decent and polite and showered me with compliments on my figure, dress and the effect I produced on him. Allan introduced me as his newly weeded wife on honey moon . The drinks came and Marc advised the waiter to bill him instead. We talked about business and other craps.
We were now very relaxed and enjoying each others company. Marc talked about Allan about a deal and asked him to consider it coolly without any fuss. Allan asked Marc to elaborate on the deal and as a shrewd businessman Marc asked Allan to consider selling me to him for one night. I choked out of astonishment while Allan smiled. I defended myself and Allan built up a story about morality. Marc was understanding and he decided to tell us his price. I was worth Rs 100, 000 about $ 3,000 to Marc. I was overtaken and realised I could grow rich while being pleased at the same time. I internally agreed and was about to say yes when Allan said no to Marc. He doubled the amount and my pussy juice left my cunt out of control. I wanted Marc badly now and for nothing. I wanted him to screw me on the table in front of everybody because he deserved it. Allan asked me if I agreed and I told him it is he who shall make the decision keeping in mind that he would have to live with it. Allan and Marc agreed. We finished dinner hurriedly and left the restaurant. Allan would wait for me in the restaurant.