The very next night, a major coincidence happened, and once more Danny was left scrambling for an excuse for taking as long as he did.
He went out to dinner with Charmaine. As the two walked through the front doors of the restaurant, Stacey was entering a bar across the road with a friend. As luck would have it, she noticed them. She told her friend to wait inside, she would join her shortly. Then she walked across the road to the restaurant.
Danny saw her as soon as she walked in. His heart leapt with joy, love, and desire when he saw her. They made eye contact, and he saw her disappear down the stairs to the washrooms. He excused himself, telling Charmaine he left his wallet in the car, he'd be right back. He told her what to order for him, then he walked to the front and went straight down the stairs.
The clean, dimly lit hallway downstairs was carpeted in red, and Stacey was waiting for him around the corner at the bottom. "Hi!" she said happily. He felt movement in his pants, still affected by her beauty after all this time. She was wearing tight blue jeans, and a tight white shirt, with a small open jacket. Her beautiful cleavage was in full view, and he couldn't help but glance at it quickly before her arms were around his neck. She pressed him against the wall, her lips on his, her tongue darting deep into his mouth. His hands slid down to her ass, squeezing it as he sent his own tongue the other way.
He was conscious of her huge breasts pressed against him as their tongues explored each other's mouth. Tingles shot from her crotch, throughout her body, and her panties grew moist as their kiss grew more passionate. Their lips were smacking loudly and their breathing grew heavy.
Stacey slid her hand down his chest, down his stomach to his crotch, feeling the apparent bulge that had formed there. She squeezed it lovingly, and he sighed in her mouth. For a moment, he actually forgot that they were in a restaurant and that his girlfriend was just upstairs. The way women seemed to often go to the washroom, he was truly flirting with danger here. Stacey actually realized this before Danny did. She broke the kiss.
"Come into the girls room with me." she said, pulling him by the hand.
"No," he stopped, "the guys room is better. Less traffic." he reasoned. He led her to the door of the men's washroom and poked his head inside. Empty.
He led her inside, pulling her close as the door shut behind her. They were on each other again, kissing madly. The sounds of their kisses echoed throughout the room as she backed him towards the stall. He was so turned on he thought his cock would tear through his jeans! She was no less turned on as she shut the stall behind her and sat him on the toilet. She fell to her knees before him, her pretty hands fumbling with his belt, button and zipper. She got everything undone and forced his jeans and underwear down to his ankles.
