It had been one of those days. A three-hour early morning drive to a conference to give a presentation on my favourite topic and what felt like some endless meetings. Now it was time to relax and enjoy some dinner and wine at a highly recommended Italian restaurant.

As I walked in, I couldn’t help feel at home. I’d never been there before but it felt familiar. Well-dressed staff moved easily round the elegantly decorated room. White tablecloths were de rigueur and lo and behold, there were booths. I loved booths and had booked one.

“Good evening, I have a reservation in the name of Johnson, Edward Johnson.”

“Evening, sir, let me just check. What time was it?” said the dark-haired woman at reception.

“8.00pm,” I replied.

“I’m sorry, sir, but you are over thirty minutes late and I had to let the table go.”

“I did ring ahead to say I would be late and was assured my table was safe. To be honest, this really isn’t good enough.”

“Wait a moment, sir. Let me check,” she said as she had a look around at what was a pretty full restaurant.

She walked over to a booth which had another dark-haired woman sitting in it. She leant over to talk to her, gesturing with her hands and pointing in my direction. I could tell there was a bit of pleading going on, but then the woman at the table nodded.

The receptionist made her way back to me.

“Sir, I have asked the lady at table 12 if she would mind sharing what was your original table. She is happy to if that’s okay with you. We are happy to pay for your wine this evening as an apology.”

“Well, that’s very kind of you. Yes, more than happy if that’s okay with her.”
She led me over to the table and I introduced myself.

“Hi, I’m Edward and thank you very much. I have had a long day, was late arriving, and I guess you got the table.”

“It’s not a problem,” she said, turning her face to mine. “I’m Ali and nice to meet you. Plonk yourself down right here.”

I squeezed onto the booth seat next to her and began to take her in. Long dark hair and a very strong face. She oozed intelligence and had a glint in her eye.

“So, what brings you to this godforsaken place?” she asked with a smile.

“Just work. Gave a presentation to a conference thing here and then had those interminably dull meetings one has to go to. They dragged on and on as they do, which is why I was late. Do you live here, Ali?”

*****

I was back in town… again, back at my favourite Italian restaurant… again. But this night was starting to look a little different than every other time I travelled through here.

After waiting over a half-hour at the bar, I was lucky to get my favourite booth at the back of the restaurant with a no-show.

I was enjoying my first few sips on a glass of wine when I saw him walk in. I’m not sure what first drew me to watch him, but I certainly spent a few minutes running my eyes from his dark wavy hair (oh to run my hands through that), down his tall physique; wondering what the spark in those eyes could be like as he was prone above me.

He appeared a little frustrated as he spoke with the lady at reception, and then I saw it. His beguiling smile clearly had her smiling, as well as myself - and he hadn’t even uttered a word to me or even glanced in my direction.

I watched the lady turn and I knew immediately this must have been the customer whose booth I was in. She came over to my table and as she leant in to speak to me, I could see the gentleman watching us both. 

She was nervous, asking if I’d mind sharing my table with him for dinner. I couldn’t help but let my mind wander on how I could have a little fun with this. Without giving anything away, I sweet-talked my way into letting her believe I was doing her a favour, when in fact, this could be in mine.

She returned shortly with him, and as he introduced himself, I asked him to have a seat while moving over, hoping that would entice him to sit beside me, rather than opposite. Mission accomplished!

Edward started to explain why he was in town, and with each sip taken from his wine glass, I found myself watching his lips, wondering if they would move as easily across my skin. Concentrate, Ali, concentrate - I had to keep reminding myself with a cheeky little smile.

“No, Edward, I don’t live here, either. I travel through several times a year for work,” as I glanced around the busy restaurant, “though I don’t think I’ve ever seen this restaurant so busy.”

“Well, it’s not surprising, considering the great reviews it’s getting online,” he replied.

*****

We chatted easily and shared the free wine. We talked about everything. Politics, art, music, work, food and even whether Coke or Pepsi was better.

She looked and smelled very good. I kept catching her scent as she moved her face to mine. I was so tempted to kiss her neck.

As the dinner went on, there was more and more contact. Hands on hands, hands on shoulders and hands on arms.

Then came the fatal move. Ali told a very funny and risqué story about an orgy she got involved in at college. To be honest, she had a way with words, and her mouth and eyes gave away the fact she was enjoying the whole thing.

As she came to the end, we both burst out laughing and I put my hand on her left thigh. I was about to take it away when she put her hand on top of mine and squeezed, smiling and flashing her eyes at me. As we both laughed, she pushed my hand further down towards her knee and under the white tablecloth.

Then she pulled it up and with it, her dress rode up. My hand was now resting on bare skin and I just had to see what she felt like. My hand slid up higher and higher, squeezing her thigh as it travelled up soft skin. 

I could feel her heat and I could see in her face she wanted me to carry on. I picked up my wine glass and as I took a sip I pressed the side of my hand against her panties. She was already damp, and I heard her sigh as I continued to press lightly against her.

*****

Oh, how amazing is it to have a gentleman who knows how to have a conversation. It wasn’t one-sided where all I’m hearing about is him, nor was it purely question after question about my life. Good gosh, I was feeling a little turned on.

The wine continued to flow. The flirting increased. Any chance we had to touch each other, we took. I enjoyed telling stories to encourage that smile to return - the one I’d first seen when he walked in the door.

It was while I was reminiscing about a time in college when I’d accidentally walked in on an orgy and being convinced by a dark-haired, tattoo-covered bloke who appeared so out of place in a university dorm to join them, that Edward’s hand grabbed my thigh.

Oh, the tingles that gave me! I couldn’t possibly let him think I didn’t like it or allow him to stop, so I grabbed his hand and held it in place while I gave him a wink.

I couldn’t take my eyes off his face, as I moved his hand down my leg, then up, moving my dress with our hands.

His eyes, however, didn’t leave my leg, where more and more of my thigh was being exposed.

*****

As I pressed again, Ali opened her legs a little way and sat further forward on the bench seat. My hand was pressing against her in a slow rhythm and she was sighing in time with it. Every now and then she would turn to look at me and lick her lips and half-close her eyes.

I turned my hand to cup her pussy, fingers rolling around her, moving up and down. I could feel her clit and started to press my middle finger against it, occasionally moving it from side to side.

I watched as she pressed one hand flat against the table, the other gripping the stem of her wine glass, my cock getting harder and harder as I teased her.

Suddenly her hand moved sideways knocking a fork off and under the table.

She turned and whispered, “Would you mind getting that for me, please, Edward?”

I smiled back at her and slid under the table. As I found my bearings, I turned and found the fork but as I listed my head, I found I was looking straight up her dress at her thighs and ultimately her panty clad pussy.

I watched mesmerised as her bum lifted and her hands appeared, grabbing her panties, pushing them down as far as she could. I took hold of them and pulled them off, stuffing them in my jacket pocket. I looked up to see her index finger making a beckoning motion as she spread her legs as wide as she could.

There I was, in a very classy restaurant hidden from view under a table, looking straight ahead at what was by now a very wet and very beautiful pussy.

I inched forward, kissing up her right thigh, keeping my eyes firmly locked on the prize that awaited me at the top of her smooth thighs.

As I got closer, I began to breathe in her beguiling scent and then kissed her pussy right there, letting my tongue slide down to her entrance before pushing it in gently. Her hips thrust forward and I heard a low moan from above as my tongue went deeper and deeper and then out and up to her clit.

As I held her thighs apart, my tongue began its dance over her swollen clit, circling as her hips moved with my rhythm. I let a hand drop and then rise before two fingers pressed against her entrance. I felt her pressing and gave in, sliding them in deep all the way.

I could tell by her movements that now was not the time to mess around. I had a feeling that would come later, so I started to lick her clit faster as my fingers began to fuck her tight beautiful pussy.

I could sense waiters and waitresses passing our table, oblivious to what was hidden from their view. As I licked harder and faster, my fingers responded along with her hips. Her pussy began to tighten and spasm as I licked and fingered her faster and harder.

She must have looked like a swan. Serene above the table but with her hips reacting to the tongue licking her clit faster and harder under the table.

In and out flew my fingers. Round and round went my tongue as her hips took over and her pussy squeezed. Suddenly she tensed tight and began to shake before her thighs snapped closed around my head.

She shuddered deeply and then went limp. She had cum.

I slid my fingers out and kissed her pussy before grabbing the fork and climbing out from under the table to see her slumped and breathing hard.

She raised her head and smiled a smile that gave away she had just orgasmed.

I smiled back and showed her the fork.

“Found it.”

*****

Opening my legs a little, I was hoping to further entice Edward to let his fingers wander and have a cheeky play whilst I casually continued to sip on the wine. Edward’s face hid most of what he’s thinking but I could see little twitches on his mouth or eyes when he pushed a little further.

What a treat it was having his palm press, and fingers touch and stroke through my panties, seeming to know exactly where to play, what pressure to push and what speed of stroke to make. But I wanted more. I needed more.

Feeling a little cheeky, I knocked my fork off the table and ever so innocently looked up at Edward’s face, asking if he could pop down under the table and pick it up.

Without any hesitation, Edward slipped under the table and I glanced around the restaurant. Despite the busyness of the place, everyone was clearly in their own little world. No one seemed to even notice where he’d gone, or that he had gone. Feeling empowered with this knowledge, I open my legs under the tablecloth, hoping that Edward would notice.

Over the noise of the restaurant, I felt a slight knock on the table and suspected that was Edward turning and having a clear view up between my thighs - perhaps he hit his head on the table? I couldn’t help but have a little giggle under my breath as I imagined him turning his head with that view in front of him.

Before he had a chance to return to the table, I lifted my hips off the seat and reached up under my dress to pull my panties down my legs. As they reached my knees, Edward’s fingers touched my legs and took them the rest of the way. I pictured him lifting them to his nose, before slipping them in his suit pants. With one hand lifting my wine glass to my mouth, I made a come-hither motion with my other as I parted my legs further.

The naughtiness of what started with some flirty chat and touches certainly escalated and I know that Edward was then staring at my very slippery pussy. Not before long, I could feel Edward’s hands on my legs and his face coming between them.

Oh, his tongue! And his fingers! Playing with me like I could not have thought possible only a short time ago. Despite others walking past our table, no one asked where my dinner partner was at, and that just heightened my experience that much more.

All of this going on had me building so quickly. I was trying so hard to not show any signs above the table, but I’m not sure I was doing a good job with that. My head was in one hand, while I held my now empty wine glass in the other. I was hoping no one interrupted what was going on as I was close, I was close… noooooo I was done. Edward succeeded in taking me over the edge, in a restaurant, with others around us, while he hid under the table between my legs. 

When I got out of bed this morning, I could never in my wildest dreams have imagined this was how my day would go.

I could feel movement under the table as Edward slid himself from under the tablecloth, along the booth and seated himself back beside me. I took a deep breath to ground myself before raising my head to give Edward a smile, but from the almost proud smile Edward returned, I’m thinking I wasn’t as good at hiding the ‘after-orgasm’ look as I’d planned and he was not really saying he was proud he'd found the fork.

*****

She turned to look at me and said, “That is quite funny but what do you think about this?”

With that, she put her left hand between my legs and covered my aching cock with it, sliding her hand up and down slowly. I moaned and smiled at her.

“I think we should get the bill.”

“You think right,” she replied.

She continued to move her hand up and down my trousers over my cock. I had difficulty concentrating on my PIN number but eventually we were done and made our way out. Ali went to get a coat while I thanked the receptionist for all she had done.

Outside, Ali just grabbed me and we kissed properly for the first time against the wall, our lips and tongues taking over from our hands.

“Fancy a nightcap?” I said to her. “My hotel is just around the corner.”

“Of course I want a nightcap,“ she replied with that look on her face that told a whole different story.

We made our way quickly to my hotel, pausing for more kissing until we burst into the hotel lobby and made our way to the lift. We stepped into it and before I had the chance to press the Floor 23 button, she was undoing my belt and unzipping my trousers. She pulled my trousers and underwear down and as my cock sprang free, she grabbed it and looked up at me.

“Found it,” she said, reminding me of finding the fork, and promptly started to stroke it and suck it as I grabbed her hair.

The lift started its journey with me leaning against the wall and Ali on her knees stroking and sucking my throbbing and very hard cock. She was on a mission.

I was so turned on from the fork hunt and her hand caressing me at the table I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Floor 15 came and went as she sucked up and down, taking my cock deep. She wasn’t holding back and kept looking up at me now and then to check.

As we passed floor 20, the pleasure was growing deep in me with every movement of her mouth. Faster she went, my hips now giving it all away. Fuck, I knew I was close, and she knew it too, my moans and hips telling all.

Then it hit, my legs buckling as my orgasm took me completely, shooting my cum into her mouth. Groaning, my body spasmed as my cock jerked in her mouth. She took it all and carried on sucking to make sure she had it all.

When it was over, she stood, pulled up my trousers, and re-did my belt.
Ping went the lift and the doors opened.

“Right,” she said. “Now let’s go have some fun.”

*****

Without a doubt, what just happened with Edward under the table could only be called a teaser and left me wanting so much more. I couldn’t help but reach out and place my hand on his crotch – just to confirm he was as affected as I was. Yup! And what a package that seemed to be.

When Edward suggested we get the bill, perhaps he thought I was a little eager, but at that point it didn’t concern me. I’d started something and I intended to keep the evening’s entertainment going.

I may have had a little cheeky smile as I kept my hand stroking over his pants as he tried to do a simple task like remember his PIN number when paying the bill. I was sure I’d pay for it later… bring it on?

We walked outside and before there could be any awkward moments of what to do… where to go… I turned into Edward for a kiss. Without skipping a beat, he had his arms around me, pulling me against him as he leant back on the wall. For first kisses, these ones were pretty impressive. Being the gentleman that he appeared to be, he asked if I’d like a nightcap. Absolutely. Sure thing. Though I had no plans on drinking… there was other fun to be had.

Arms around each other’s waists, we moved around the corner and into the lobby of the hotel. Not only did we have great taste in restaurants, but also in hotels as it was where I was staying also.

As soon as we got inside the lift, I stepped into Edward, my hands reaching forward to undo his belt and pants. With no hesitation, I dropped down to my knees, smiling up at Edward as I claimed, “Found it,” before wrapping both a hand and my mouth around his hard, gorgeous cock.

I got myself into a rhythm including depth, grip and speed. I was a girl on a mission to see if I could make him cum before we reached his floor. He took a while to find his key and get the lift moving – I was just hoping he was not on the 5th floor!

As the lift cab ascended, so too did Edward’s enthusiasm for my efforts. With his hips moving, hands in my hair, and the moans filling the lift, I kept sucking until finally… he filled my mouth with his salty goodness. I swallowed it down and continued to suck and lick until I thought he’d recovered enough for me to stand and do his pants back up.

With one of my cheeky smiles yet again, I stood tall in front, stating it was time that we “…go have some fun.” As if the evening so far hadn’t been entertaining in any way.

*****

We stumbled out of the lift and walked quickly to my room. I fumbled for my key card and slid it in, pushing the door and guiding Ali inside by putting my hands on her bum. She giggled as she staggered slightly into Room 324.

It was a large room with ceiling to floor window looking over the city. The room lights were on low and the moon was full, throwing a cool light across the king-size bed close to the window.

As Ali turned to face me, I put my fingers to my lips and gently led her by her hand to the window. I then put my fingers over her lips, pressing lightly before kissing her on her lips. I began a slow walk around her, taking every opportunity to kiss her skin and let my hands drift over her body.

I continued to walk slowly around her, while whispering in her ear, telling her to stand still. I reached behind me and grabbed the sleep mask off the side table. I reached over her face and gently put it on her from behind. She moaned gently as I let it rest over her eyes.

Standing behind her, I kissed the back of her neck and shoulder; my hands moved up and down her sides hips, bum and thighs. She tried to turn around, but I whispered to her not to move.

I let my hands slide up and down her back and her bum before I reached for her zip and gently lowered it down to her bum before sliding my hands inside to caress her back, while I kissed her neck and shoulders.

I reached up and slipped the straps off her shoulders and let her dress fall to the floor under its own weight. There she was, naked apart from her shoes, her body lighted by the moonlight.

I let my hands run over her back and over her stomach, bum and thighs, purposely avoiding her breasts. I was exploring her in full and it was a beautiful and sexy woman that stood before me.

I slowly walked around to stand in front of her, admiring her body. Her nipples were hardening and I had to kiss them. I put my hand softly on her face and leant down to kiss both breasts and nipples in turn. I ran my tongue around them, licked, sucked then flicked them with my tongue. She moaned as my tongue made love to her breasts and nipples, making them wet and hard.

She put her hands on the back of my head as my hands moved up to cup both breasts, holding them together, allowing me to move between her nipples first quickly then slowly. Ali’s breathing had changed and her body was beginning to react to my tongue and hands. I stopped licking her nipples and lifted my head to kiss her mouth.

As I did so, my right hand moved between her legs resting halfway up and squeezed. I pulled back and as my lips kissed her neck, my hands slid up and I ran the tip of my middle finger along her pussy lips. She was wet and as I just moved it up and down, she moaned and gripped my arm.

I lifted my wet finger and ran it around her lips before kissing her hard. My hand dropped again, cupping her pussy and slowly pressing on it. I kissed her and slowly sank to my knees, kissing down over her stomach, my flat hand sliding down her back to her bum.

I reached her mound and kissed all over it before letting my tongue slide down over her clit and over her lips. With both hands on her bum, I pulled her forward, allowing my tongue to seek out her clit. She was wet and tasted so good.

Slowly my tongue travelled from her entrance up between her lips, parting them before sliding over her swollen clit. My hands pulled her to me as she put an open hand on my head, thrusting her hips to get more.

I licked her clit, circling it. Her breathing had intensified, and her moans matched the movement of her hips. My right hand slipped between her legs and I slid my index and middle fingers up into her. Ali moaned sweetly and her legs buckled a bit before she regained a little composure.

As I continued to lick, my slightly curled fingers slowly started to fuck her, catching her G-spot every time they went in and out. My tongue and fingers were moving in unison with her hips. She thrust and my fingers went deep. Her legs began to shake as I increased the pressure and tempo of my fingers and tongue.

Her juices began to run down my wrist as I started to accelerate, going deeper and harder with every stroke. My tongue was begging to fly over her clit, circling and flicking. Her body was tensing and her pussy was getting tighter the faster I went. She was now moaning loudly, hanging on to me as I gripped her bum.

Then it started. “Oh fuck,” she hissed as she stiffened, taking my fingers deep and hard as my tongue licked and flicked hard and fast. Then it hit her. Her body convulsed as her orgasm rose up and took her. She almost bent double as she cried out, letting it take her completely, cumming all over my mouth and fingers.

I wasn’t going to stop and carried her through the wave that was engulfing her until she calmed and sank to her knees panting, shaking, with aftershocks taking her over. As she sank to the floor, I grabbed her and held her tight. Her head was over my shoulder and I kissed hers, helping her come down. Her body was glistening with beads of sweat in the moonlight. Slowly she sank into my arms and then we fell to the floor and onto the shag pile carpet.

*****

We made it to Edward’s hotel room and again, he fumbled for his key. If he wasn’t quick about it, I’d be dragging him to mine only down the hall. I couldn’t help but giggle as he guided me into the room while I wondered if there was one of those doors between our rooms – hmmm, would Edward be in town for more than one night?

I didn’t even take the time to look around his room but turned to face Edward where he started to take control. His words, his eyes, his fingers, his caresses. Oh, how my excitement built as he circled me - when he stood behind me - and I felt his fingers gently slide a mask down my head and over my eyes. What did he have planned?

I tried to move on one occasion, but his words caused me to stop and wait. What was he thinking?

Edward found the zip to my dress and ever – so – slowly took it down my back to where it stopped just above my ass cheeks. His fingers slipped inside. His kisses went across and over my exposed skin. I shuddered as he moved the dress off my shoulders and let it drop, pooling at my feet. I could hear his gasp of surprise when he realised I wasn’t wearing a bra tonight.

Once again, I could feel and hear Edward stepping around me, his fingers and hands running all over my skin, yet avoiding the places I yearned to feel his touch. And then it happened. First one breast and then the other – his lips kissing me ever so gently, his tongue stroking me so softly, his hands squeezing my breasts together.

Edward stood up and started kissing me while he dropped his hand to my pussy where he started stroking one finger through my slippery, wet lips. And then… oh my… then he lifted his hand and ran his finger, wet with my juices, around my lips. I so wanted to taste myself, but I held back and let Edward lean in to kiss the juices from me.

Standing there in just my heels, I felt Edward move away from my body and as he knelt down in front of me, his hand slid down my body until it was cupping my pussy. With a hand on his head, I stepped toward him, putting my feet further apart.

Edward put his mouth on me and alternated his tongue over and through my pussy lips, while his fingers pushed in and out of me. His ministrations keep going, ebbing up and down as he read my body movements, my grip on his head and my moans.

I thought the orgasm Edward gave me in the restaurant was outstanding. But the build-up to this one was not like that was at all. Whatever it was, it hit me hard and had me almost collapsing over the top of him as he continued to play me like an absolute musician hitting every single note.

Eventually, it was all too much and my legs fell out from under me. Edward gathered me in his arms, holding me tight while whispering in my ear as my shakes and shudders lessened in length and scale. Slowly we lay down on the carpet where we were, my arms around his body, his under my head. Eventually, I opened my eyes and as they began to focus, not only did I notice Edward’s hard cock standing tall and proud just begging to be mounted, but I saw that door that could only lead to a room next door!