DINNER CONVERSATION
My wife had arranged to meet me for dinner at our club downtown. We both worked in the city and usually got home late so we would occasionally meet at a club we belonged to for dinner. The occasion was special, our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. Our youngest child had just finished college, we were both enjoying successful careers but the flame of passion that we had once shared had diminished and was in danger of going out. We loved each other, but had been consumed with raising kids and our careers for years. It was nice of her to arrange for us to meet for dinner. I didn't expect anything special. I brought a bouquet of flowers for her.
She was already there when I arrived. She had reserved a table in a semi-private room. When I walked in, I immediately noticed what she was wearing. She wore a tight skirt that stopped a few inches above her knees, showing off her wonderful legs. There was a slit on the side of the skirt which exposed even more of one leg. I could see the slight hint of a nipple under her white blouse and thin bra. She wore a ladies business jacket that she had left open so I could see her cleavage. Her blouse was unbuttoned to the top of her bra. And she wore a gold necklace with a diamond that hung in the cleft between her breasts. Her hair was pulled back and I could see her gold earrings bracketing her lovely face. As I followed her into the small dining room away from the main area, I admired her ass under the tight skirt. I noticed that other men were watching her as she walked by. She is not the young thing I married, but she still excites me when she just wears a normal outfit. She wore stockings and nice pair of high heels. I was in my business suit with a dress shirt and tie.
We were seated at a table for two against the side wall. There was a similar table, with a couple seated, along the wall and two tables in the middle of the room. There were four businessmen at one table and two couples at the other. They were all dining on their main course by the time we were seated.
She gave me a kiss before we sat. As I pulled out her chair for her to sit, her skirt opened and rode up, giving me and the men at the adjacent table a view of even more of her legs. She leaned forward a bit which exposed more of her cleavage as well. She removed her business jacket as did I. She sat on one side of the table, facing me. Her breasts were pushing out into her white blouse. She reached out and I held her hand as the waiter told us of the specials and we looked at the menu. The flowers I had given her were on the table beside her.
My wife ordered a shrimp cocktail for us to share and I chose a bottle of white wine to go with the fish that we both ordered as a main course. We talked a bit and I was enchanted by her wonderful voice and her sensuous lips. As she breathed, her chest swelled and the top of her breasts moved. I love looking into her eyes which are bright and beautiful.
She led the conversation to back when we met and were first dating. "Do you remember the first time you made love to me?" she asked.
"On the bed in my dorm room. It was Saturday night and my roommate had gone home for the weekend. I stripped you and then you let me do it." I remembered the sight of her naked body as I laid on top of her. Her nipples were erect. Her flat stomach was moving as she prepared for me to enter her for the first time. Her dark brown pussy was at the top of her wonderful, muscled thighs. It felt so good when I slid my cock into her warm pussy. I've never stopped marveling at how good it feels to be inside her.
She said, "I wanted you so badly. You were too much of a gentleman."
I had been patient, not wanting to push her to do anything she was not sure she wanted. "You made me wait. My cock would be so hard after spending the weekend with you and not getting any relief."
She continued, "I liked teasing you and sending you home with your prick hard. I was always sure you would come back."
I said, "The poor thing would ache from what you did to me."
She said, "Once I let you fuck me, you never stopped. We fucked like rabbits."
I said, "You never seemed to mind." We had made love multiple times each night.
She said, "I wanted it as much as you, but I could play hard to get and control you, you poor thing."
I remembered, "You took me to a motel and fucked me all night long for my birthday. It's the best present I ever had."
While she was talking, she unbuttoned another button on her blouse, exposing the top of her lacy bra and her heaving breasts. The pendant of her necklace moved on the swell of her breasts. She put her foot on my crotch and found my prick in my pants. She nudged it and found that I had an erection. She said, "I like it that I can still give you a hard-on."
The shrimp cocktail came and we paused while the young waiter put it on the table. He had a nice view of my wife's chest. One of the men at the nearby table was noticing her too, but she didn't care. Her attention was focused on me.
My wife licked her lips seductively as she put a shrimp in her mouth and licked it. Her tongue played with the shrimp and looked into my eyes. She bit the shrimp and transmitted her sexuality in a way that still excited me. She could make me want to take her to bed with the simplest actions. She took a celery stalk and put it in her mouth. She licked and sucked on it like it was a cock.
She continued to rub her foot against my cock and said, "Get it out."
I looked around the room and most of the other guests were occupied in their meals and conversations. There was a long tablecloth on the table, so I could get my cock out without it being noticed. I unzipped and pulled my dick out. My wife used her foot to stroke me and down while she slowly ate her shrimp cocktail. She rubbed my cock with her stocking covered foot in time with her sucking on each shrimp. The guy at the next table could probably see what she was doing.
She looked at me and spread the opening of her blouse, revealing more of her wonderful cleavage. I love my wife's tits, and she knows it. She continued with her stocking-covered foot in my crotch and pushed against my dick. I liked the feeling of her nylon on my cock. I told her to be careful or I would come. She licked her lips when I said that. She told me to wait and I would be rewarded.
She got up and went to the ladies' room, taking her purse. I tried to calm down and drank some wine. I was self-conscious with my dick out, so I put it away. The couple behind us had finished eating and left.
My wife returned and I immediately noticed that she had removed her bra and apparently put it in her purse. Her breasts jiggled under the white blouse. I noticed the men at the next table watching her. She was sexy as hell. She sat down and when she adjusted her chair, her one leg was exposed to within a few inches of her pussy. When she unbuttoned another button on her blouse, she was nearly falling out of it. She opened her blouse and gave me a peek at her breast. I could also see the outline of her deep pink nipples through her blouse. The white material was thin and it aroused her nipples when it rubbed against them. The diamond necklace moved suggestively atop the smooth skin of her cleavage. She put her foot into my crotch again and was disappointed to find that I had put my cock away. I got it back out and felt her bare foot rubbing me. She had removed her stockings in addition to her bra. I wondered if she had removed her panties.
She took one of the flowers I had brought her and rubbed it on her breasts. Then she held it out under my nose for me to sniff. The erotic smell of her perfume combined with the scent of the flowers. I loved the way she smelled and the taste of her sensuous lips.
Our dinner came. The young man who was the waiter got another nice view of my wife's breasts. She presented ample cleavage and her nipples and her areolas could be seen through her blouse and could be seen when she leaned a certain way. She made no attempt to cover herself, tantalizing me by exhibiting herself as the young man finished serving our dinner.