I looked over at him, giving him a playful, mean look, squeezed under my hand gently, then slid my hand forward, resting it where it had been.
I don’t know what came over me, but I leaned over to him, resting my head on his shoulder, and angled my head towards his ear. “Can I tell you a secret?”
“I’m all ears,” He said looking down, kissing my lips gently, then pulling away.
I giggled a little, cause he did have big ears, especially with that bald head. I shifted a little, getting much closer to his ear, “I plan on getting pregnant on our vacation. I’m not going to tell John until after we get back.” I laughed a little as I said this to him.
“Fantastic! Sneak attack, huh? I don’t think he will be too upset with you!”
“He might get a little upset, but I’m sure I can find a way to make him see the bright side of it. I hear pregnant women get really horny!” I laughed a little.
“Some can be, Some, not so much.” He said. “My ex was not, but she wasn’t that horny to start with.”
“I can tell you I am horny most of the time ever since I stopped taking my pills. I can’t seem to get enough…” I trailed off. I reached down, grabbed my drink, and emptied the last swallow down my throat.
I felt his hand grab me tighter and pull himself up and towards me.
“Maybe what you need is someone on the side? Someone there purely for sex, no emotional attachment…”
“Yeah, and let me guess, you know someone?” I laughed. I squeezed his leg. “I don’t know if John would like me having sex with someone else if he isn’t there.”
“I don’t know either. Maybe you could ask him?”
I laughed, then remembered I hadn’t texted John in a while. I leaned over, grabbed my phone out of my purse, and flipped it on. I had a couple messages which I started to read.
The waitress came over, “Anything else for you guys?”
Michael looked at me, so I asked for one more. He ordered another round, then asked me how John was. I told him he was fine, and that he just asked how I was doing. “I told him we are having a good time and that we should be done soon. I think he is getting lonely.”
“I can see that happening. Did he ask what we are doing?”
“Yeah, I told him that you have your hand on my waist and my hand is on your thigh, and that we have kissed a couple times.” I think he is getting bored. I laughed.
I felt him lean closer to me, “You should ask him if you can have someone on the side…”
I squeezed his leg a little tighter, then nudged him in the ribs. I felt him tighten his grip around my waist, then playfully grab the string and pull it tight. I felt the back and front of my panties pull tighter up against my pussy and ass, causing me to stir in my seat a little. I think he thought he hurt me, so he let go and moved his hand away.
I reached down, placed my hand on his, then moved it back over the string. He leaned down, kissed my ear, then said, “I’m just playing with you.”
“I know you are, and I am really enjoying it. No need to stop.”
I felt him hook his finger under my string and gently pull my panties again. I stayed as still as I could as I saw the waitress walking over to us with our last rounds. I picked up the phone and sent John a text. I’m pretty sure Michael saw what I typed, but he still asked what I said.
I leaned over to him, whispered to him as she got closer, “Are you sure you can handle this? I might be bringing someone home with me tonight, and I might not be satisfied with just one time with him. Respond soon. We just got our last drink. I love you.”
He laughed almost uncontrollably, the waitress gave me a look that I had never seen before, and I couldn’t tell if it was a mean or jealous look, but at this point I didn’t care. She had also left the check, which Michael picked up, pulled out his wallet, paid in large bills, then put his wallet away.
I took a couple sips from my drink, then leaned over into Michael’s shoulder. I felt him turn his head, look down at me, then lean in towards me. I closed my eyes as I waited for him to kiss me. As soon as our lips met, I opened my mouth and darted my tongue to meet his. I felt his hand pull on my string a little harder than the last time. I moaned gently into his mouth as I felt my muscles contract slightly.
I felt his right hand rest on my knee again, this time sliding up and down. I could feel the hem of my dress being pulled up with it, but I did nothing to stop it. I almost jumped when I felt his hand touch bare skin. I could feel myself getting turned on even more as he slid his hand up my bare thigh. He kept the pressure up with his other hand, I could feel the pearls rubbing gently on my clit and my ass.
My hand slipped back, coming to rest on his rock-hard cock. I started rubbing it through his slacks as his hand made its way up my thigh. I heard him moan as I squeezed his cock through his pants. I could feel it throbbing in my hand as I caressed it back and forth.
I felt his right hand slide up my thigh till he got to where my thighs were touching. He pulled a little harder on the string, causing me to moan. I spread my legs almost instinctively. I felt his hand slide up until he touched my bare pussy. He moaned deeper than before, filling my lungs with his breath. I felt his hand gently rub my pussy, feeling for the split in the middle. I felt his hand brush over the separation, opening my eyes to see the look on his face when he found the pearls.
His eyes flew open and a huge grin washed over his face. I felt him press on a couple of the pearls, pushing it against my clit and making me moan. I knew we needed to leave soon before the cops were called, but I was really enjoying this feeling and wanted to relish in it for another minute. His finger rubbed back and forth over the pearls, causing me to moan. I in turn would grab his cock, squeeze it, then rub it up and down.
“We need to stop. I need to check my phone and we need to finish our drinks,” I said into his mouth.
“I know,” he said as he pulled his hand away from my pussy and started to straighten up in his seat.
As soon as we were situated, I reached for my drink. I took a couple sips, then set it down. I felt Michael pull his arm from out behind me and place it on my bare leg. He slid it up my leg until he brushed against my pussy. I spread my legs a little, giving him more access as I grabbed my phone.
I opened it up to one message from John. “I love you more than you can imagine! Are you serious? I’m more than ready! What do you mean more than one time? Tonight, or in the future? When will you be home? What do you want me to do?”
“Yes, I’m bringing him home. Yes, more than once tonight, and I will discuss it with you when I see you. For now, stay in our room, I will bring him in. I want to spend a little time with him alone.”
“Ok. I love you!”
“I love you!”
I turned to Michael, kissing him deeply as I felt his fingers playing with the pearls on my clit. I started rubbing his cock through his pants again, then whispered, “Do you want to come home with me?”
“I would love to! Are you ok with this?” I heard him say as I felt him press the pearl into my clit a little harder.