I felt his arm slip down off my shoulder and fall in between the cushion and my back. I had been tracing the hem of his boxers through his pants for a while now, not really knowing why. As soon as his arm moved, without thinking about it, my hand slipped past the hem and was now resting firmly on his upper thigh. My head turned towards him as I felt his hand grasp my side at my waist. I leaned in to him, getting ready to close my eyes for another wonderful kiss. Just before our lips met, I breathed out, “Always.”
I could feel his hand rubbing my waist as I caressed his upper thigh through his pants. I started thinking about how quickly this was progressing for someone like me with no experience. For some strange reason, it all felt very normal. I couldn’t explain to myself why this should feel wrong. Something about this man was really turning me on.
His smell, his breath, his big strong hands, the way he dressed. I don’t think I had ever looked at a black man before, let alone been this close to one. I felt very small and weak in his arms. The way he just took control, it felt like he was a beacon and I was drawn to it like a ship on the ocean.
I felt his hand slip lower on my side as his other hand came around and landed on my knee. It didn’t take long for his left hand to find the string of my panties under the material of the dress. His other hand moved slowly up my leg, pulling the dress with it.
I could feel that I really needed to use the bathroom, but I just didn’t want to tear myself away from this man. Fortunately, I heard a glass get placed on the table. I pulled away from him, and tried to straighten myself out. As I did, my hand moved up his leg and brushed his rock-hard cock through his pants and boxer shorts.
His right hand left my leg, but his left hand slipped past my panty line and pulled back and was now resting firmly on my left cheek. I felt him swirl his hand around gently. I assumed he was trying to find my panty line.
She dropped the drinks off, asked if we needed anything else, then turned to walk away. I heard her say under her breath, “like a room.”
I laughed a little as I turned to Michael and told him what I had heard.
“Maybe,” He joked.
I laughed with him then felt his hand grab my cheek a little tighter. “You won’t find anything there but skin,” I said with a very sly grin.
“Oh really? That I might have to see. My Ex would never wear anything like that.”
“Well, I am definitely not your ex.” I said. I picked up my drink, tasting the Martini for the first time. I was surprised. Only a few people got it right. I licked my lips, savoring the taste. I felt his hand grasp my ass a little tighter. I turned to look at him.
“How’s your drink?”
“Fantastic, actually. I rarely find anyone that can make it the way I like it.”
“Good. I’m glad.”
“Thank you. I do need to excuse myself though.” I slipped away, but leaned in quickly, giving him a little peck on the lips. “That’s the flavor I want to savor,” I said.
With that, I grabbed my purse and headed to the ladies room.
I had waited too long and had to rush over to them. I hung my purse, pulled my dress up, then slipped my panties down my legs. I swear I was peeing before I even got seated. I reached up and grabbed my phone.
“Glad you made it.”
“Did he show up?”
“What are you doing?”
“Are you alive?”
I looked at the clock. We had been here almost 40 minutes and our drinks had just gotten here? Where had the time gone? I texted my husband back.
“Yes, he did.”
“We have been talking and kissing. The waitress just brought us our first drinks??? No wonder this place is dead.”
“Yes baby, I’m fine. We have a nice booth all to ourselves.”
“Just to let you know, he had his hand on my ass and his other hand made it half way up my leg. I’ve had my hand on his thigh, and when we broke our last kiss, I brushed against his big, hard cock.”
Just as I hit send I felt my phone buzz.
“Glad ur safe. I was getting a little worried.”
“Kissing, huh? Nice! That place sounds terrible. Glad it is empty then.”
“Wow, really? Where do you think this will go? Do you like it? Are you having fun?”
I cleaned myself up, slipped my panties up my thighs and secured them, adjusting myself so they weren’t so uncomfortable, then exited the stall. I walked over, washed my hands, then exited the bathroom.
“No need to worry baby. I’m fine.”
“Bartender is great though. Pours the perfect martini.”
Just as I sat down, I finished my last message for now. “Having a good time, he is really nice. Don’t know where this will go, we will see. GTG, sitting down next to him right now. I do plan on kissing him again real soon! Love U!”
I scooted back in to the booth, stopping with my side right up against his. I felt his arm wrap around me and fall to my side. His hand instantly wrapped around my waist, then slipped down to my panty line. I slid my hand right onto his thigh and right back up to the hem I felt before.
I turned to look at him as I heard my phone buzz. He looked at me then leaned in. I closed my eyes and felt his lips touch mine. My mouth opened and I felt his tongue slip back into my mouth. My hand slid up his thigh, this time I felt the tip of his cock touch my hand. I stopped right there, letting the tip rest against it. I started making slow swirling motions on his thigh as I continued to kiss him. Each time I would brush the tip of his cock with my hand.
I finally broke the kiss, slowly pulling myself away from him. His hand was still resting on my side, and I could feel his fingers playing with the band of my panties through the dress. I reached forward, taking my martini, and lifting the glass to my lips. I took a much larger drink than intended on taking, but it felt so smooth going down, it didn’t bother me.
We chatted some more about this and that, but somehow we ended up on the subject of me wanting kids. I had told him at some point we didn’t have any. I had now finished my first martini and was working on my second. I think he was on his third or fourth Double Jack Daniels by now.
He asked, “So what are you waiting for?”
“The right time I guess. I don’t know. John has been trying to grow the business to make it more comfortable for us, but I don’t know when that will be. I hope soon….”
I felt his hand slip down to my ass again and start rubbing it. I could feel little tingles running up and down my spine.
I felt him lean into my ear and whisper, “You would make a fine mom, and I bet you would look beautiful pregnant…” I felt him kiss my ear a little then lean back into his seat. His movement caused his leg to shift forward. I was now feeling a very good buzz, and his movement caught me off guard. My hand slipped up his leg and was now resting firmly on his cock.