Bob and Rose were silent as he drove the car out of the field back onto the country road. When they got to the overpass Bob pulled over and wrote down the exit number on a piece of paper in his wallet. Without explanation he turned to Rose, who was buckled into the center of the seat next to him, and gave her a long very tender kiss.
Rose watched carefully and directed Bob to the exit that led to an old fashioned diner that she enjoyed eating at. She told him that lunch was her treat and they chose a seat in the back corner of the nearly empty diner. Country music was playing in the background and they took their seats in a booth. Rose slid in facing the corner assuming that Bob would want to face the room. She was surprised when he tapped her shoulder and slid in beside her.
Rose was thrilled that he wanted to sit by her and not opposite her. It was dark enough in the back corner that it made reading the menu difficult. When the waitress came Bob turned to Rose and said, "I can't decide, why don't you order for both of us." Rose now was really shocked since she had never been with a man who didn't insist on taking the lead all of the time. She ordered their roast beef specials, a favorite of hers, and ice tea for both of them.
When the waitress left she turned to Bob and started to ask him why he had trusted her but he covered her mouth with his. The high backed booth had them hidden from the room and the kiss was deep so both relaxed and enjoyed every second of it. Bob broke the kiss when he heard the waitress approaching with their glasses of iced tea.
Bob took a sip and turned to Rose again, "Would you mind if I go get some other pants to change to? These seem to be rather wet and uncomfortable. I think I jammed them on too fast and a lot of both me and you is in there." Rose smiled and said it would be fine.
Bob went to the car and remembered Rose telling him she would love to fondle each other in a public place. Bob got a pair of good black cotton shorts that he brought for casual wear. He went to the restroom, changed and took his slimy jeans back to the car.
When Rose saw Bob come back the booth she was tickled to see his tan legs and the dark shorts. He had also changed to a cotton polo shirt and looked pretty good to her. Bob sat down and immediately kissed her again. This time his hand went under her shirt to caress her bare breasts and her nipples became hard immediately. His fingertips found her silky underarms and she found her already wet pussy getting wetter.
Rose responded by sliding her hand up and down Bob's leg on the inside of his thigh. Each stroke as she rubbed him went a little farther up until she touched his hairy balls. Rose was thrilled to find Bob was not wearing underwear. He had cleaned himself in the restroom and she found his balls dry and hanging loosely in the warm diner.
Instead of reaching for his cock, Rose began to lightly brush and stroke Bob's balls as then continued to kiss. His hand on her breasts had her very much turned on and just as she decided to grasp his cock Bob pulled away. She was amazed that he had heard the waitress approaching with their food. She left her hand, hidden by the table, under his shorts with his hairy balls in her hand.
Rose could feel his hard cock moving and throbbing above her hand as she gently kneaded his balls. She loved the way they felt and moved in her hand. The waitress took her time and then gave them a knowing smile as she left.
Bob kissed Rose again and said, "Maybe we should eat while it is hot, we are going to need all of our strength." Rose pulled away, disappointed but Bob put his arm around her and pulled her close. "I said eat, not be strangers."
With his arm around Rose he used his left hand to pick up his fork and tried a taste of the roast beef. It was so tender it cut with the fork and was delicious. Bob told Rose her choice was perfect and she sampled her food also. Rose's husband never complimented her and these words from Bob were a whole new experience for her.
Bob's right hand slipped to her arm and while he ate his hand was constantly petting her and rubbing her shoulder or arm. When the waitress came to refill their tea glasses they both told her how good the food was. Rose was surprised at how much appetite she had but she kept her left hand rubbing Bob's leg while they ate. She occasionally slid it up to caress his balls but only touched his hard cock with the back of her hand.
She could feel his cock drip precum on her hand when she pressed up into it hard. She was glad he had on dark shorts so the wet spot would not show. Roses own wet spot was spreading over the seat beneath her. After every few bites they would kiss and tenderly touch lips. Bob found her passion beyond his experience and belief but devoured her lips and touches.
Finally, the meal was finished and the waitress came to get the plates. She refilled their glasses and asked if they wanted desert. They both declined and as the waitress left Rose finally grasped Bob's cock and squeezed it. When she pulled her hand from beneath his shorts the top of her hand was covered with his sticky precum. Rose licked it from her hand and said, "This is my desert, very sweet too."
Not to be outdone, Bob slid his hand up Rose's leg and found her soaking wet pussy. The fur around the lips was dripping and Bob stroked her several times while she shuddered and sighed and then bringing the hand to his lips, he licked his fingers clean too. "Two can play this game lady."
Bob turned toward her and began to slide two fingers deeply into her pussy in a slow deep stroke. Rose took his cock in her hand and began slowly jacking it. She pushed his shorts up so his cock and balls were free. Bob kept one eye out for the waitress as he stroked her pussy with one hand and fondled her breast and nipple with the other. He was shocked that after cumming twice just a couple of hours earlier he was getting close again.
