I saw him watching while I was shopping. He was like something out of a Ralph Lauren ad. He was gorgeous. While I was working my way through some dresses on a sales rack I felt a presence and there he was. He told me to buy the black dress. I smiled and said I agreed but wanted to try it on. I went to the dressing room and changed quickly and walked out to the full length mirror. He was still there. I felt sexy in the platform heels, black thigh-highs and the padded push-up bra that was enhancing my curves inside this gorgeous Betsy Alexander design.
As I turned to return to the dressing room, he grabbed me lightly on the elbow and said he would love for me to leave it on and that if I did he would buy me lunch at Carabba's, a fun place with good food. He asked me to meet him there in 15 minutes while he made a call. I went back to retrieve my things and returned to pay, but the sales clerk told me it had been taken care of. Are you kidding? This is a $325 dress that a stranger had just purchased for me.
I found him in a corner booth and slid in beside him. He rebuffed my attempts to reimburse him and ordered a California Sauvignon Blanc and calamari to start. As we chatted and ate our lunch I found myself being caught staring at his features. He asked if he could feel the material of the dress and I too quickly said yes please. His hand on the top of my thigh was warm and I felt my heart beat accelerate as I flushed with heat. The booth was very private and I was feeling the effect of three glasses of wine. I quit talking now and just stared at him. I uncrossed my legs and opened them ever so slightly. He noticed. His hand moved slowly off the dress to my leg encased in a silky pair of thigh highs. He paused for my reaction. His fingers swirled lightly on my thigh and moved ever so slightly toward my inner thigh. I was past the point of subtle and raised my right leg up and dropped it over his left leg as I shifted more tightly to him. The dress rode higher on my hips. His fingers pressed up and found the lace of my thong and I reached down to pull it aside as his finger dipped just inside me. He worked his fingers up and down my clit as I dreamily sat there sipping my wine to appear as normal as possible. I then reached my hand over where I could see his hardness along his left thigh. Oh my god, I knew then that this handsome gentleman was also packing an enormous cock inside his trousers.
The waitress brought the check and now it appeared the moment would end. Without thinking I told him my Escalade was parked at the end of the parking lot and had very dark privacy glass.