Shifting my hips forward till my ass was on the edge of the seat, I pushed a single finger deep inside my pussy as I used my thumb to start circling my clit.
“Does this game include you taking out your cock?”
The illicit sexual game and the high I was getting from thinking people were watching us had made me bold. I didn’t think I had ever uttered that word out loud before, let alone in the middle of a nice restaurant!
“Tonight is only about you.”
Chalk up one more reason why women probably liked dating older men. When was the last time I heard that and the guy actually meant it? My fascination with this man was starting to take on epic proportions and we weren’t even through our first dinner together.
As I pulsed my finger in and out of my pussy, my bra began to feel tight and confining. My hard nipples brushed against the cheap scratchy lace as my arousal reached painful proportions.
Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he pulled my face to within inches of his own. “Are you ready to take this game to the next level?”
Oh, God… was I?