It seemed like forever since Laura and I had the chance to go out dancing. So tonight, we were going all out. As we were getting ready, I was impatient trying to get my chance to touch her body. Laura teased me walking around our bedroom in a thong and a sheer purple bra. I tried to come up behind her and grind her like I would on the dance floor. She let me feel her tits for a second before she turned putting her hand on my chest then looking up and kissing me.
"You have to wait." She said looking at me. "We never go out and I don't want to spoil it by getting distracted now."
Laura had put out dress pants and a shirt for me. "Do I really need to." Laura stopped me with a look. She walked into the bathroom. I didn't really mind dressing up. It just also wasn't often that we would go to a restaurant or a dance club with a dress code.
I went downstairs to get us a drink. When I came back up Laura was dressed in a stunning purple dress that dipped showing her cleavage. She had a necklace that dragged your eyes towards her stunning tits. I couldn't help it; I tried again but she was even quicker to say no.
She turned to me and said, "Can you see my thong in the dress?"
I was happy to look carefully, "Not on your ass I said with a squeeze. You can kind of see it on your hips though." I said running my hand along her waist. "Can I try and fix it?" I asked.
"I guess." Laura said looking at me with suspicion. I slipped my hand up her dress and rubbed her pussy lips. "I thought the problems was with my waist." She said looking at me. I pulled her underwear down to her feet. When I went to slide my hand back up to her pussy she looked at me challenging. "I will be dancing with other people though. If they try to sneak their hands up my dress they might get to finger me on the dance floor. Are you sure this is the kind of night you want?"
Laura let me slide my hand pack to her pussy. She was already a little wet. "It seems like you like that idea." I said with a smile. "You know I don't get jealous. Just try not to let things get too out of control"
Laura stepped out of her thong and left it on the floor. "If I go out with no underwear, I make not promises." She said as she walked away. I picked up her thong and made eye contact with her as I threw it in the laundry. I tried to come up behind her to bend her over and grind her pussy. "You still have to wait." She said.
I was having trouble being patient when I realized our uber was out front. We were both going to have some drinks tonight. "Hey," I said to Laura, as we went to leave, "You look stunning." Laura looked at me, I felt she was going to say something but stopped. I grabbed her hand and stopped her for a second. "What?"
"Do you really think I look hot?" she asked. I guess the expression on my face was enough of an answer because she continued with a suddenly challenging look on her face. "Cause it has been a bit since we played with others. I didn't put the underwear back on are you sure you are feeling adventurous tonight?"
I paused. We weren't even out of the door and she was escalating. This could get out of hand quickly. I couldn't help myself. "I dare you to sit in the front with the driver."
"Tonight is going to be fun." Laura looked at me lust in her eyes. I walked out the door and headed towards the car. A small SUV was sitting in front of our house. I went to the backseat and hopped in. The driver looked at me ahead of Laura a little surprised.
"You both going?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think she would like you to open her door." I replied settling into the backseat.
Laura came out and stood next to the passenger door. In her high heels, stockings and her hair in curls she looked like she was ready to fuck. The driver hopped out and came around to let her in. I watched as he opened the door for him. She put her hand on his bicep and looked back at me smiling. "Thanks for giving me a ride tonight." Laura said looking him in the eye. The drivere took the opportunity to put his hand on her back like he was helping her into the car. I noticed that he tested how low on her back would be ok.
In the car the driver was looking ahead as he drove into the city. From the back seat I had a good point of view to watch Laura put her hand on his thigh. They made small talk. He was able to quickly forget that I was even there. She laughed at something. I watched her hand slowly moving up his thigh. Taking her hand from his thigh she played with his shoulder as he drove. While he was turning, he seemed to be able to redirect her hand back down to his leg.
I leaned back and relaxed. It was hard to see her hand. I did notice when, as we got close to the restaurant, he sat up straight. I sat up and looked as Laura had taken his cock out of his pants and was stroking him right there in downtown traffic. He nearly missed the restaurant, but I was helpful. "Hey, I think this is our stop." I called from the backseat.
Stroking his cock Laura looked up to him saying, "Thanks for the ride." She then kissed him deeply. He sat back looking shocked as we hoped out leaving him there with his rock-hard cock unsatisfied.
We quickly ran into the restaurant. "You better give him a big tip." Laura said looking a little bashful at me. "It wasn't nice to leave him like that."
"I am pretty sure you will be his favourite fare of the evening." I said laughing. I left a good tip. "What should I say for a review."
"How about that he seemed like a stand up guy." Laura said with a smile.
When I saw our waiter coming over I looked at Laura again. I feel like this one is going to cost me a tip too. A big strong Italian guy came over to take our order. He had a tight black shirt and jeans. Laura was touching his arm and joking with him before I even got my drink order in. When he left with our drink order Laura leaned over the table, "Fuck I am already wet. I want this guy to fuck me right on this table."
I looked at her stunned. I mean we played around but she was wild tonight. "Honey have you been drinking?" I asked.
Again, that mischievous look, "I might have taken a pot pill or two before we left." This made a lot more sense. She slipped her hand into her purse then started to find something.
"Not yet." I said. "I want us to at least make it to the dance club."
Smiling, high, horny as fuck Laura pulled her hand out of her purse and looked at me. "You're the best." She said stroking my fingers like a cock. I felt her foot on my calf. "Do you like it when I tease them?" she asked. "Would you like to watch the waiter fuck me." I smiled letting her continue as I saw him bringing our drinks over. "I bet he has a really big cock."
The timing was amazing. I don't know how much he heard but just as she was saying cock, he was close enough to hear. Laura turned bright red. He delivered our drinks with an extra smile for Laura. "Have you seen anything you think you would enjoy?" he said keeping eye contact with Laura.
He seemed to have found the perfect level as she did not pull away at all. Instead, I was impressed. She kept eye contact with him and said. "I mean there is at least one thing I think I would like to try."
They both stared at each other. From his position he must be able to see her whole tits. He wasn't hiding the fact that he was looking at all. I watched and waited. How far would she take this. How far would he. I might as well not even have been at the table. "Can you recommend something. Is there a special?" Laura asked innocently.
The waiter seemed to take the cue and backed off a little. We ordered and he went about his night. "I thought you too might just go to the back and start fucking right then." I said smiling at Laura.
"Mmm that would be nice. Would you mind? I know you like to watch." Laura said daring me.
"I like to watch but I guess." I said imagining her on the table in front of everyone wrapping her legs around his waist while he plowed into her. The two of them fucking in the middle of the restaurant putting on a show for all of the diners. "Just don't go getting all satisfied without me. Remember what you said, we have the whole night."
Our food came and Laura kept flirting with him. He got a little more professional though. I was wondering if he was worried what I was thinking. I really hadn't said a thing. I was enjoying my food and drink. The night had already been so hot, I started to think about grinding against Laura on the dance floor. She was feeling really slutty tonight. I loved it. I was wondering if I might try to fuck her in the club.
Caught in my fantasy as I finished my food, I hardly noticed when the waiter came over and asked us if we wanted dessert. Laura looked up at him, putting her hand on his leg, she said "I think I might want something for dessert, but could you show me where the bathroom is?"