I smiled at him from across the table. His eyes crinkled a bit as he smiled back, lifting his wine glass and letting the blood red liquid slide past his lips. The sounds of one of the three tenors singing 'O Sole Mio' in a low buzz through the speakers in the quaint Italian restaurant we now sat in.
It was picture perfect, ivy and columns, red checkered floor length tablecloths, the smell of garlic wafting in the air around us. The lights dimmed to add to the romantic feel of the place.
It was our third date, the first two went very well, so well that tonight I wouldn't be satisfied with the heated kisses I'd got on the previous two, no tonight I wanted much more.
We talked, flirted, our hands touching our knees rubbing against each others under the table. As he spoke to me, my eyes kept dropping to his full lips, my nipples hardened when he darted his tongue out and licked them slowly, seeming to notice my fascination.
He slipped out from his side of the booth and moved to sit next to me, shutting me in the corner with his large frame, I turned in my seat slightly as he leaned in and gently brushed his lips against mine.
I moaned low as his soft tongue traced along the seam of my lips and he deepened the kiss. My hand fell to his thigh as he stealthily pinched one of my very hard and very noticeable nipples through the thin material of my black cocktail dress.
I sucked in my breath and moved my hand slowly higher, running my fingertips over the outline of his cock through his dress pants. I heard his sharp intake of breath as my fingers moved up and down his shaft. He broke the kiss and looked over his shoulder at the half full restaurant, then back at me, lifting his hips a bit and pushing his cock against my hand.
"God you're killing me," he spoke low in my ear, hot breath teasing over my neck, "I don't know if I can make it through dinner." He bit at the base my neck lightly, making every one of my erogenous zones come to attention, My pussy pulsed as a very naughty thought crossed my mind.
I glanced around, making sure no one was looking and being braver than I felt at that moment, I took my napkin out of my glass and dropped it between my feet on the floor.
"Oh... excuse me, I dropped my napkin."
I smiled wickedly as I slipped under the long table cloth to retrieve it.
He watched me go, apparently not thinking anything of it until I placed my hands on his thighs and moved between them under the cover of the table.
My hands moved higher and I tugged at the zip on his pants.
"What are you...?" he hissed at me from above, "Oh God."
The words escaped his mouth as my hand wrapped around his hard shaft and began to slide slowly up and down. His body sank a little lower under the table and I head a low moan escape his lips as I moved in the small space and flicked my tongue over the now purple pulsing head of his very hard cock.
He didn't fight me at all but his cock jumped against my tongue, 'So he likes a little danger' the though passed through my head as I realized that my pussy was practically dripping in anticipation.
I thanked the owners for the high tables as I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and slowly slide his entire length into my hot wet mouth. I moaned low as I tasted for the first time his excitement, seeping slowly from the small slit at the top.
I swirled my tongue around him, licking him from base to tip. I snaked a hand into the open zip and squeezed his balls, rolling them with my fingers as I ran my lips up and down his shaft.
He coughed, stifling a moan as his hips worked slowly, barely noticeably with my mouth, pushing his cock in and out. I gagged a bit as the head entered my throat, then I slowly pulled back letting my bottom teeth scrape along his length.
I heard him speaking above me and I stopped, his cock lodged in my mouth as I realized that the waiter was there to take our order. I slide him slowly from my mouth, sucking hard, giving him a light bite on the tip and started to slowly stroke his wet shiny shaft in my hand, chuckling low as he tried to speak in a normal tone and order our dinner.
"She's just in the ladies room, you know how women are. Ill order for both of us" I heard him say to the waiter then he ordered our cannelloni,
"But I think.." I released him fully from his pants and began to lick his balls, sucking them into my mouth as my hand slipped up and down,
"But I think...Oh god... you should make that to go."
I sucked him back into my mouth, bobbing my head a little faster, swirling my tongue over his length as my lips moved up and down, locked tight around him.
"Ahem...Mmm...No I'm fine thank you, just a little sore from the gym earlier."
He leaned back even more when the waiter finally left, his hand twisting in my long hair, guiding my lips as I brought him closer and closer. His breathing was pretty rapid as I took his entire length into my mouth again and again until I knew he was right there. I squeezed his balls as his cock jumped between my lips, pulsed as his fist almost painfully knotted in my hair my hair, his hips still barely moving while his cock emptied into my hot wet mouth.
"Oh fuck" I heard him hiss as his salty sweet offering hit my tongue. I sucked every last drop as he pulsed between my lips. His hand loosened in my hair and he spoke quietly,
"Get up here, quick! Before the waiter comes back!"
