As we neared the restaurant, I released Karen's wrists and she slipped her hands through the holes in the front of her cape.
"Your clothes are folded in your bag," I said as I reached behind the seat for her large purse. "Go into the ladies' room and clean yourself up and get dressed. I'll meet you at the table," I continued with a smile.
As she swayed and bounced through the restaurant everyone noticed Karen. She wore a long wrap-around skirt, high heels, and a sheer silk blouse that buttoned down the front. Her hair was beautifully combed out and her face was radiant. Her huge breasts swayed and bounced softly as she walked through the restaurant, her cape draped over her arm. More than one eye admired her as she came to my table. It was clear to anyone looking, that her huge breasts were unfettered by any bra. I smiled at Karen as she approached and standing up to greet her, I kissed her softly on her cheek. She smiled at me.
"Open one more button," I whispered with a smile as she sat down in the chair I held for her. Karen reached between her full breasts and undid the button between her breasts as I came around the table and sat down. The view of her full cleavage was spectacular. The maitre d. was very helpful and came by several times to see how we were enjoying our meal and to stare down the front of Karen's blouse.
We enjoyed a wonderful meal, talking and teasing each other. Karen slipped off her shoe and carefully guided her stockinged foot between my thighs and massaged my cock as we ate. After dessert, I excused myself and went into the bar. The maitre d. stopped by again to take a look at Karen's deep cleavage as I wrote a note and gave it to one of the waiters to deliver to Karen.
"Dear Karen," she read, "I hope that you enjoyed your dinner because it is now time to pay the bill. I suggest you work something out with the maitre d., since you have no money in your purse. He seems quite interested in you. I'll meet you in the car. Don't be too long," Karen looked up from the note, her face flushed red and saw me at the door. She looked at me pleadingly and I smiled back at her. She reached for her purse and searched frantically for her wallet. I'd left it in the car. When she looked up, I was gone. I'd ducked into the bar to watch through the lattice wall only a few feet from where our table was. I watched as Karen signaled to the waiter and he came over smiling as his eyes burned into her beautiful, full chest. "Would you ask the maitre d. to come over please?" she said softly.
"Is anything wrong?" he asked with a note of panic in his voice, afraid that she was going to complain.
"No, you were a wonderful waiter. I just want to ask him something," she explained. With a nod the boy vanished and moments later the maitre d. arrived, pleased at the opportunity to once again gaze down at Karen's breasts.
"Would you please be seated?" Karen asked the gentleman and he smiled as he sat down across from her. "The gentleman I was with just walked out and left me to pay the bill. I have no money with me and I am very embarrassed," she continued.
"This is highly irregular," he replied. "Do you have a check or a credit card?" he asked.
"No. I have no way of paying you," she pleaded. A twinkle came into his eye as he lowered his gaze to Karen's massive tits. He seemed to be afraid to suggest what he had in mind.
"Perhaps there is some other way you could pay for your dinner," he suggested hesitatingly. Karen looked up at him nervously.
"Do you have someplace private?" she asked, her voice wavering slightly. The man smiled broadly and taking her hand helped her to stand up.
"Please," he said as Karen picked up her things. He motioned for one of the waiters. "Please show this lady to my office," he instructed and the young man escorted Karen through the restaurant to the office.
Knowing the place well, I ducked into the back door of his office and found a place in the bathroom to watch the proceedings. The maitre d. went to arrange for someone to cover for him. As he entered the office, Karen was leaning seductively against the front of his desk.
"Let's see what you are offering as payment for your dinner," he teased. Slowly Karen reached up and began to unbutton her blouse. As the garment opened, it revealed the gold chain holding her pierced nipples together. The man licked his lips as Karen slid the sheer garment down her arms and let it fall onto the desk. Continuing, she untied the sash of her skirt and it slid to the floor. Karen stood proudly before this stranger, naked except for her shoes and the chain between her breasts.
"I hope you are half as good as you look," he said as he walked toward her. Wrapping his arms around her body, he pressed his tongue between her lips and his cock ground hard against her naked pussy. Karen's body responded with a deep moan as she sucked his tongue into her mouth and her hands started to remove his jacket. His hands began to wander over her body and he reached out to fondle her huge tits.
Karen's hands slid down to his crotch and after rubbing his hard cock for a moment, she opened his pants. Expertly, her hand slid into his pants and searched for his cock. Pulling away from him, she sank to her knees and enveloped his raging meat with her lips. She could feel his hands stroke through her hair as he guided her lips up and down the length of his manhood. He could feel her expert lips and tongue bring him to the brink of a huge orgasm but he didn't want to come just yet.
"You're wonderful," he said, "but I'm not ready to cum until I've enjoyed more of your beautiful body." Karen eased up a bit but kept sucking on his cock. "Lie down on the desk and spread yourself for me," he instructed. Karen slid her lips off of his cock and then moved in front of his large desk. Leaning her sculptured ass against the rounded edge she lay back, pulling her long legs up over her massive chest and then spreading them wide as she grasped her knees. He looked down at her eagerly as Karen looked up, feeling very dominated and excited. He sat down beside her and let his hand wander over her huge chest. Her nipples felt the strain of the chain as gravity pulled at her huge tits. Slipping his finger into her deep cleavage, he pulled up gently on her nipple chain and watched as her nipples stretched upwards. "This is interesting. Where did you get it?" he asked.
"It was a gift from the man who I was dining with," she answered.
He pulled up a bit harder on the chain and the strain on Karen's breasts increased until she bit her lip. "I like it," he quipped as his hand slid across her smooth stomach and caressed her mons. He watched her face carefully as he dipped his fingers into her very moist pussy. He could feel her wetness and then his fingers found the gold rings that adorned her swollen labia. He tugged gently on them as the naked beauty gasped. Karen's face flushed as his fingers grazed across her erect clit. As he caressed her pussy, his hand stroked his rigid manhood.
Letting go of her oozing quim, he moved around to the front of the desk and stood between her raised thighs. Placing one hand on her raised knee, he grasped his cock and rubbed the tip across her parted pussy lips. Karen moaned as she felt the hardness of his cock tease her open quim. He wedged the tip firmly between her moist lips and then brought his hand up to her other knee. Wrapping his arms under her calves and around her this, he tightened his grip and then shoved his cock all the way into her tightness with one firm thrust. He could feel her muscles tighten around his shaft as he pressed his cock into Karen's drenched quim. Karen thrust her hips forward to meet his impaling cock. He continued to thrust into her body and moan deeply in pleasure as Karen's body did its thing. His hands slid down to her slender ankles and then he pulled her long legs up and wide apart as he gazed down at his own shaft as it pistoned in and out of her quivering pussy. Her huge tits rolled around on her chest as the chain kept them pressed tightly together. It did not take long for her inner muscles to work their magic on his impaling cock and with a loud grunt, he shoved hard into her beautiful body and shot his load deep into her twitching pussy. Karen gasped as she felt his load fill her tight quim and her own orgasm enveloped her luscious body. Her muscles then continued to milk every drop of cum out of his balls. He looked down and smiling at her said, "You are an excellent lover, excellent," and she smiled.
Pulling his cock out of her pussy, he gazed down at her magnificent body. His cock still hung out of his pants and he moved back and leaned against the armchair. Karen lowered her legs and he reached out for her hand, and helped her to sit up. Karen then slid her body forward so she leaned against the front of the massive desk. She saw that his cock was coated with cum and she quickly moved forward and kneeling in front of him, expertly guided his cock between her lips and licked all of their cum from his spent tool. Carefully, she slid his shaft back into his pants and closed him up. He turned and then stretching his hand out to her, he helped her to her feet. Karen started to retrieve her clothing.
"That was excellent," he said with a smile. "By the way," he interrupted her as she started to slip her blouse on, "What about the waiter? Did you leave a tip for him?" Karen stopped dressing and shook her head. "You know you really should give him something. After all, most of his income is tips," he said.
"Well..." Karen started to protest.
"Come on," the man interrupted her, "he's just a young kid, and not bad looking at that. He would probably explode if you sucked him off." Karen thought for a moment and remembered that he was a fairly handsome kid and the idea of pleasuring such a young boy took on its own excitement. She'd really never had a younger lover and certainly not one so much younger. Before she could speak, the maitre d. said, "I'll call him. You go wait over there," he added, pointing to a large armchair facing the couch in the corner. Karen scooped up her clothes and walked over to the chair and sat down as he picked up the phone. "Send Hank in here and get someone to cover his tables," he said putting down the phone. Moments later there was a knock at the door. "Come in," said the maitre d. and the young waiter entered.
"Sir. You called for me?" he said a bit worried.
"Do you remember the couple at the corner table?" he asked.
