Continuation of the story Meeting in Spain for the First Time.
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You come out of the shower, towelling off your amazing body grabbing a quick kiss as I take your place. I quickly wash up and step out of the shower, heading naked into the bedroom just catching you spraying a little perfume on your wrists, neck and between your breasts wearing a light blue summer dress. From the movement underneath and the way your nipples are clearly standing out through the material I can guess you're not wearing a bra.
You turn and watch as I dry off, the smile on your lips the way you keep sucking on your finger tip, eyes locked on mine and your comments telling me what you'd rather be doing instead of running out for dinner at the last minute. I get dressed in a pair of blue jeans, at your insistence wearing nothing underneath and a plain black shirt. We kiss lingeringly, our tongues exploring dancing battling over and over before we head out, pulling on light jackets against the slight chill in the air.
We walk down the road, my arm around your waist holding you close. Getting to the restaurant just in time we slip into the small private area out the back, the only two in there. We sit side by side, legs brushing against each other, turning slightly in our seats to face one another as we chat about nothing in particular but just enjoying each other's company.
After placing the order our wine arrives and we start drinking slowly. My eyes drawn you how your fingers linger on the stem of the glass and the way your fingers run up and down along it as you seem me watching. We've ordered a basic meal; just some grilled meat and vegetables which will be quick to prepare and eat as we're both already back at the flat in our minds.
The waiters arrive with the first course and we tuck in quickly, both of us ravenous after our flights and earlier exertions. Eyes constantly meeting and as we finish my hand slides down onto your thigh just at the hem of your dress under the table cloth. Slowly I slide it up, watching as you bite your bottom lip to keep from making too much noise. Feeling your legs moving apart as my hand slides higher until my fingers brush over your bare pussy lips slowly. Gently rubbing over the outer lips before easing a finger between them, sliding into you slowly easing right up to the knuckle inside you. Leaning over you gasp into my ear, moaning my name softly as I gently fuck you with one finger until we hear the waiter coming with the sweet menu.
We sit up and looking through the menu find a large bowl of ice cream to share so we order that. Once the waiter heads off to take our order I move my finger to my lips eyes locked on your as I suck you juices from it. Grinning your hand slips into my lap, undoing my fly quickly to ease under my jeans. Your fingers closing firmly around my already hard cock, stroking with long slow movements as much as my jeans will allow as we lean to each other, our tongues then our lips meeting as we kiss passionately.
We break the kiss only at the waiters cough and your hand reluctantly slides away from me as he places the bowl of ice cream between us with two spoons. Looking into each other's eyes we start to feed each other slowly, spoonful at a time. The growing need and desire so clear in our eyes, building and building rapidly until we eat quickly to get away. We finish the ice cream and after ordering some drinks to take away with us we pay the bill and stand up to head out. Leaning over you whisper that I'd better do my fly up as I might show more than I would like, so I quickly do, un-tucking my shirt at the same time to hide the very obvious bulge in my jeans as well.
We head back to the flat my arm around your neck, your arm around my waist, hand slipping down to brush over my ass and coming to rest in the back pocket of my jeans. When we get back I pour us both a glass of wine from a bottle we brought back with us as you slip out onto the balcony, leaning against the rail as you take in all the lights looking out towards the coast.