If you read my other stories, you know we are a m2m couple in their early 30s. average bods, we try to hit the gym every now and then, but haven't been constant enough to get ripped.
For our 4 year anniversary we went on a dinner date to a very nice hotel's restaurant in the city we live in.
I made the reservation and was quite excited because I had a new jockstrap I wanted to wear that day for the first time.
Now I haven't been wearing those for a long time, so sometimes they would get uncomfortable. In order for me to avoid that, I would oil/lube up my butthole, that way the jockstrap's knot would slide around easily without bothering me.
So we got ready, and I don't think he noticed what I was wearing or that l lubed myself in and around my love hole. 20 minutes later we were being greeted by the hostess and walked to our table - it was a very nice and clean place.
I was kind of horny after all that time, the jockstrap knot had been sitting right on my rosebud, and whenever I tried to readjust myself while driving, it felt like I was rubbing my finger tips there which really just made me want to ride that thing.
I had a few glasses of wine during dinner, he skipped wine and had some refreshing drink - it was a warm summer.
After the check, we realized the valet's ticket said cash only and we usually don't carry any cash. Luckily the waiter informed us there was an ATM downstairs by the bar. After getting the cash we needed, we both needed to pee so we went to the bar's restroom - the bar was already secluded from everything else of the hotel, it was like underground almost. It was also decorated as a hunter's house/cabin. The restroom had two urinals and one stall. The stall was walled from floor to ceiling, and it had a full door.
