Dessert was fabulous, and we all stayed at the table long after the plates had been taken away. The waiter was still taking our orders, even when they started putting tables away. Bobbie’s hand was now inching the hem of my dress up slowly, until I felt him brush against the lace tops on my stockings. I moved slightly, feeling his hand slide up even further to bare skin. I felt him rub my bare thigh until he found my garter strap. He gently slipped his hand under it and continued to rub my bare skin.
I thought he would move his hand up further, but it just stayed there, gently caressing my upper thigh. After one more round, we were handed the bill. I leaned over, feeling Bobbie’s hand slide up my thigh even higher until it brushed against my damp satin panties. I grabbed my purse from the floor and sat back up. I thought Bobbie would move his hand away, but he left it right there. I felt him put a little pressure against my lips.
I reached into my purse and pulled out my corporate credit card. We were told the drinks were on the company this week and I was the highest-level associate so I had to pay the bill. Bobbie started putting more pressure against my pussy, then started to run his finger up and down the slit my lips made in my panties.
I could feel myself getting wetter from the attention he was giving me, but I knew it was too early to go back to the room and I didn’t want his friends knowing what he was doing. I brushed his hand away, then looked over at him.
“Don’t you need to call your wife?”
“Uh, yeah, I think I’ll go do that.
I looked at him and said, “good, then when you’re done, meet us at the bar. I’ll save you a seat.”
It almost hurt feeling him pull his hand away from my pussy, I felt like I was on fire, but I knew we had to maintain some semblance of decency here. If we do anything, it needs to be kept quiet. I don’t want word getting around and he is happily married.
We made our way to the bar, found a table in the back, and proceeded to order our drinks. I texted my husband all my terrible thoughts, and he just said enjoy. I told him how much I loved him and that I hoped he was going to get lucky. He promised me he would tell me if I did, but that I had to promise to tell him as well. I told him I didn’t know and that I had nothing planned, but he would be the first, and only one to know. He laughed and kissed me goodnight. Just as I finished reading my text, Bobbie walked in.
We waved him over. He was looking nice and tipsy. I offered him the seat next to me, which I saved for him, and he gladly sat down. His hand immediately found my leg and began rubbing it gently. We sat and drank for a few hours, everyone getting really happy. Stories of Bobbie kept coming up. I guess he was pretty wild before his wife got him to settle down. I hoped she hadn’t taken away all of his wilder side, as some women can do.
Throughout the night, Bobbie kept his hand on my leg. Gently caressing it. I had to excuse myself to use the bathroom, when one of the girls got up to do the same. As we walked, she kept talking about how Bobbie looked like he wanted to get into my panties all night long. I just laughed it away and said, “we are both married. He would never do that.”
“Oh no, Bobbie has made a name for himself around the office. More than one wife has found themselves in his arms. He never tells, but they certainly do.”
I laughed a little, then walked into the bathroom. I used the toilet, then checked my makeup in the mirror. I walked out by myself and ran in to Bobbie making his way to the bathroom. He walked up to me, put his arms around me, and pulled me in for a soft, gentle kiss. He broke it off before anyone around us saw and excused himself to the restroom. I made my way back to the table and ordered another round.
Bobbie came back a few minutes later. He sat down next to me and placed his hand back on my leg. It didn’t take him long to slide his hand under my dress and up to bare skin. I decided to take a chance and see what he would do. I leaned over towards my purse, raising the side his hand was on. I felt his hand slip all the way up my thigh and rest against my panties again.
I felt his finger slip in between the folds of my pussy, pressing a little harder with each pass he made. I spread my legs a little bit, granting him more access. He took the hint right away and started rubbing me lower and lower. I felt his finger rest right over my opening. He pressed a little bit and I felt his finger push into me slightly. I felt my panties give as he continued pressing into me. I felt his finger slip a little deeper. I let out a muffled sigh as I felt him press a second finger into my opening.
I wanted to reach down and pull my panties to the side, but he beat me to it. I felt his finger hook into the side of them and pull them over, exposing my pussy to the fresh air. His hand snaked in between my panties and my pussy and I felt him slip his bare finger into me. It was getting too much for me. I finally looked over at him, placed my hand on his arm, and pulled it away.
I decided it was time to go. I flagged down the waiter and asked for the check. Bobbie looked like a wounded puppy.
“Just wait.” I whispered.
He perked up at that, then noticed I had asked for the bill. The girl looked at me and knew something was up. She winked at me. I didn’t respond. I just paid the check and stood to go.
Bobbie took the hint and said his goodbyes. I hugged and kissed all the guys and girls and we walked out of there together. We made our way to the elevator, and was really disappointed that we would have company. I felt him grab my hand as we walked in.
Bobbie slipped his hand behind me and squeezed my ass through my dress. I looked over at him, giving him an evil glare. “That’s my boss,” I mouthed to him.
“Oh, sorry,” He said a little louder than I expected.
My boss turned around and looked at him, then at me. I just smiled at him. He smiled back, then turned back around. I saw his arm wrap around the woman he was with. I knew it wasn’t his wife. I felt a little better, and reached down and grabbed Bobbie’s hand.
He looked over at me, making sure everything was alright. I smiled and nodded. It didn’t take much longer to get to our floor. We walked out, hand in hand, and headed towards our room.