All night she was having fun with me. She decided to wear her very revealing, low cut slinky dark green dress. Making excuses to lean across the table to taste my food, she gave me a very good view of her cleavage. Her big, full breasts somehow being held in and not flopping out. I kind of wanted them to.
Her curvy ass was also so sexy in her dress. She went for a refill at the bar, her hips swaying as she walked, then draping herself over the wooden bar. I'm sure every man's jaw dropped when they saw the split of her dress, her sexy smooth legs and the glimpse of her fishnets. She has a great ass, nice deep cleavage and cheeks you want to slap. The dress molded so nicely around her shapely ass and with her figure, she looked amazing.
As we enjoyed our desserts her foot found my crotch under the table. She rubbed my bulge, already straining due to her breasts and ass exciting me. She loved to tease me and was reveling in it. The fact that the man in his thirties sitting next to us was watching as she did this only added to her enjoyment. She was an exhibitionist through and through. The glint in her eye and curve of her smile suggesting she was indeed enjoying herself.
I half expected her to slide under the table, unzip me and suck me in front of everyone. She obviously felt sexy, horny and in control. Her index finger wiping some cream off her plate. Sucking her finger expertly to savour the cream. That, along with her foot pressed on me, had me throbbing and ready to fuck. My desire amplified by the very public place.
We exchanged those delicious smiles of implied innuendo and flirting glances that suggested much more to come. I paid the bill, her hand grabbing and squeezing my ass in front of the maitre d. We left. The night was balmy, nice cool breeze and as we walked to the car her hand found my crotch again. Rubbing my shaft, fingertips teasing my head. I couldn't take it anymore. My lust and desire took over.
