The day had arrived. I just turned 40 today and Marg had told me that she was taking me to dinner for my birthday to a fancy restaurant in town. Being a fancy place we had to dress for the occasion. I wore my good gray dress pants with a dark burgundy silk shirt the one that Mark loves so much on me. With my black dress shoes and silk boxers beneath to top it off. Marg however was dressed to the nines and I knew she was going to be in a pretty good mood later. She always is when she gets the looks from the men when she dresses seductively as she chose for my evenings delight.
Marg can wear just about anything and look fantastic in it. Her 5β6β frame and only weighing 130 lbs. Her long legs made even longer in her 3β black strap heels made her stand an inch taller then I. Measuring 36D at the chest, with short auburn hair, 28 waist and 35 hip you can just imagine the white with blue flower print dress that was form fitted to her over her nude corselet. When looking at her in this dress with the nude undergarment it seemed, if looking really close that she had nothing on under it. However in the place we were going it was somewhat dark so you would have to be at the same table in order to see that. For panties garter and stockings she decided on sticking with nude colors so as not to be seen through the thin material of her dress so she chose a very tiny g-string shat barely covered her trimmed pubic area.
Now we entered and the host escorted us to our booth located in a back corner. Fairly private though one table close by has a woman sitting alone. Not that I am a guy that has roaming eyes, I did happen to look her over as we passed without Marg noticing. She was a little smaller then Marg, I would guess about 5β4β and about 110 lbs. Her hair was blonde with dark streaks and the tips of her hair were brown. Guessing her chest to be about a 34C or so with a tiny waist and nice hips. She was wearing a black and white print dress. The cut of the dress was very appealing and it drew your eyes to look it all over due to the print not to mention her body was not all that bad to look at either.
As it was, this woman was sitting facing our table so if Marg and I were to flirt while eating it would have to be done discretely so as not to be caught. Our waiter came over and took our drink orders, a Rye and Ginger for me and Sangria for Marg and left us with the menus. Quickly I chose my steak with onion, baked potato and veggies and awaited Marg to choose. I took this opportunity to look over at the woman again. This time with her facing us, she was busy eating and I looked her over again. The print on her dress as I said made your eyes look it over completely however from the front the print drew my eyes to her chest. I could not help but look there and the design made her chest look bigger. Looking at her from here I could also see under the table and I noticed that she also had heels though slightly smaller then Margs, maybe 2β at the most. Her long legs crossed and the hem of the dress was just past her knees. No stockings I noticed though she did have well tanned legs. Marg made a noise and I turned my head to look. A smile came across her face and I knew I was caught. Marg did not mind as long as it was only looking and once she got my attention she pointed to what she wanted. Chicken with a lemon sauce, also with onion and pineapple.
The waiter came back and we ordered our meals. Marg and I chatted as we waited for our dinners to arrive. During the conversation Marg mentioned that she had prepared a special dessert for after the meal so we would not be eating it here. She also during the conversation kept looking over at the blonde at the near by table and made comments about her dress and how it looked asking me if I thought it would look good on her. Hey, it allowed me to look the petite blonde over a few more times. I told her I thought it would look fantastic, though the print would make her chest look to be more like a 38D then a 36D. Marg said that she thought so as well, but then she said I am sure you would like that. All I could do was smile as I took in another look of the petite blonde as our meals arrived.
Mostly through dinner we rarely spoke other then commenting on the taste or looking up and smiling at one another. From time to time I looked over at the blonde and smiled, hoping not to be caught by Marg and a couple times the blonde noticed and at one point when her and my eyes met we both smiled and then resumed with our meals. Marg and I were about Β½ done when I noticed that the blonde was paying for her bill. She slipped cash into the folder and I watched as she rose and slowly proceeded to leave. Her body more accentuated by her dress when she stood and looking her over as she walked away I could feel those sensations I always get when my imagination kicks in. For example the thought that went through my mind at that moment was wondering what she had on under that dress. Too bad I was not going to find out, after all, Marg may be sensual but sheβd never go for that I thought to myself.
The lighting at the table was quite dark and as the waiter came by checking in like they always do Marg asked him to turn up the light a little and to bring a refill of Sangria and another for me also. After he left she mentioned to me that the cute blonde had left. I muttered yes, sounding not all that interested though I was. We saw the waiter coming back with drinks in hand. At this time Marg pushed back in her chair slightly as he came to the table to leave the drinks. I knew sitting back like this was going to make her whole front seen by the waiter and with the lights now turned up a little the darkness would definitely not be a cover for the thin material of her dress. Marg likes to be noticed and I do not mind either as I always get the pay off later seeing that there was no one near by I guess she decided to have a little fun and flirt. As the waiter set her drink in front of Marg I could see him checking her out, Marg smiling and asking him if he would not mind bringing water. Soon as he left Marg smiled and asked if I had seen him check her out. She said he got a good look sitting where she was. She then said wait until her returns with the water. With that she crossed her legs and her hands when out of sight for a couple seconds. She said she just adjusted the hem of her dress so that the tops of her stockings and a garter strap would be visible. I could not wait for the waiterβs reaction. I loved it when Marg did these harmless little acts to the waiterβs from time to time as it meant I was getting it good later. Sure enough, it was priceless seeing him pour the water, his hand shaking the entire time. He must have seen the tops of the stockings not to mention that Margs nipples were even slightly visible through the material of her dress and nude corselet.