let’s not make it far
No, this was not Sam. He liked playing with her breasts but he would never dare to touch them in public let alone expose her like that in a restaurant and he just left her to smoke a cigaret.
They were the last guests in the restaurant, if it was the one of the waiting staff would she have enough time, before her boyfriend returned, to earn a free meal?
It is right after the beginning of the second act at the Opera..You look at me with a fire in your eyes. ‘Spread your legs’ you order. I just shake my head. You lightly slap my thigh making me loosen my tight hold. ‘Do it, NOW!’ you say. I make a move to get up but you hold my elbow tight and say ‘Sit back down, right now’. I hear the rage in your voice so i sit down without another word. You calm down, visibly, and your hand returns to where it was.No one will know what we’re doing since they are in their seats watching the show..
Besides, you lost the game and you have no choice’. I simply nod and try to ignore your ministrations on my thigh. Your hand inches closer and closer towards my mound until your finger softly brushes against my clit. I moan softly and your hand retreats, roughly massaging my inner thighs. You push my thighs apart softly rub my outer lips, carefully avoiding my clit. I start getting wetter and wetter, my juices collecting on your fingers. You pull your hand away and raise your fingers to your lips and lick them clean off my juices. I moan at the sight, more juices flowing out. Your hand returns to my core, spreading the outer lips apart now, furiously rubbing my clit. I groan loudly, the couple walking by tries not to look as they walk through the lobby…I try too compose myself but you continue flicking my clit with your fingers. I give into the pleasure while biting my inner cheek so that i don’t attract glares of rest of the audience. You slowly slide one finger into me, moving it around in circles, rubbing the inner walls of my pussy.
He was the lucky one this time, everyone on the beach had been waiting for that special moment.
It was common knowledge that, before she went home, she retreated to this spot. Only the first time she said something, she explained why she dropped the shell on his blanket and what rules he must abide. No touching, no talking, keep standing and don’t come close. Masturbation was required and as soon as one of them came he had to leave.