And I'm not showing any mercy.
I take you in the back of the restaurant to a lounge area. I push you down on the sofa. "Keep your hands at your sides. You touch me... and I leave."
You smile up at me like you think I'm not serious, but I am.
I'm wearing a grey pencil skirt and a sleeveless white blouse, it's not sexy, something I'd wear if I worked in an office and you have on a very expensive suit. You've taken off the jacket already and I reach in and remove your tie... silk... nice.
I love the power I feel when I stare down into your eyes and see the crazy lust in them. I stand in front of you, unbuttoning enough of the buttons on my shirt so you can see the lavender lace bra I wear underneath. I caress the swell of my breast, I like the way it feels to touch myself, but I also like the way you respond to it.
I look at your crotch, you are evidently hard as the large grey bulge attests to plainly. A couple of men, employees from the kitchen, pass through the lounge. It's anything but private, but for tonight, it suits my purposes perfectly.
I hike up my skirt, you can see
the black lace that tops my thigh high stockings, I reach up and slide off my panties, an exact match to my bra, silk like your tie. You swallow. I remind you... "Don't touch me."
You don't look quite as sure as you did when we came back here, that's a good thing.
I straddle you, climbing on you as if you were a horse to ride and I'm instantly greeted by the granite bulge in your pants. It feels so good and I grind myself against it causing us both to groan.
I push back my long hair, holding it away from my face so I can see you. My other hand I place on the sofa, just above your right shoulder and I dance. A slow rhythmic grind against your cock. I find just the right spot to hit my clit..... "mmmmmmmmmmmm god yesssssssssssssssssssss."
I've been wanting you all night. So needy that at one point when I excused myself from the table, I made myself cum in the ladies room. Did you know?
This isn't about you right now, it's about me and what I need. I'm in charge and you're either going to play by my rules, or you can go home and I'll find another cock to use for my pleasure.
I smile because I know I'm getting you all wet, staining that pretty suit of yours with my juices. I sit straighter, undo a few more of my buttons, and the front clasp of the bra. I open one side and let you view me. I lick my fingers slowly, then slide them over my nipple. Faster as if it was your tongue as I continue to grind my cunt on your cock.
You reach to touch me and I stop.
I wait...
I already warned you, don't touch.
I hear voices. I know their watching. I don't give a fuck.
You put your hands back down at your side and I thank you with a long slide along your cock which pulls a moan and a shiver from your body.
I bare my other breast.
I pinch and tease my nipples with my fingers. Then I pull up one breast and put it in my mouth. I close my eyes for a moment as the sensations rock my body. I bite my nipple and look into your eye, grinding and writhing on you. Your hard cock is abrading my clit now from behind the zipper of your pants, the texture of the fabric making my pleasure all the greater.
"Mmmm, baby, you have to stop." Your voice comes out thready and barely under control.
"I don't have to do anything." I grind harder and you moan.
I hear dishes break behind us. I hear whispers.
I want to cum. I'm not stopping.
I take my nipples, roll them between my thumb and fingers. It's not enough. I push one at your mouth and you suck me in greedily. Biting hard on my nipple, I yelp, moan, and shiver.
It's then I feel your body tense. I could show you mercy, but I just don't feel like it.
I sit up straight and ride you, pushing my cunt harder against your cock. I fuck you for all I'm worth and feel the wetness start to seep through, feel your body start to shake as you try so hard not to cum, but I want it... I shove my tits into your face... "Suck me."
I see the second you surrender on a groan, you bite my nipple then suck me so hard. You're coming. I work my clit a couple of more times against your zipper, "Bite me." I'm breathless... I break wide open, screaming out, not caring who's watching, who's hearing.
You grab my hips. I don't care. You pump up hard against me as you finish losing yourself against me.
Fuck yes.
I swallow, pull back slightly.
I smile slowly. Between my own wetness and your cum, my pussy is drenched, I know what I'll find when I stand up and I have a moment's sympathy for you, but it doesn't last.
I stand off you, pick up my panties from the floor and wipe the moisture from my cunt.
I toss the panties at you, slide my skirt back down and readjust my bra and top. You don't seem to be able to move. The large wet spot on the front of your pants will be completely evident, even in the darkened restaurant.
I lean down and whisper against your ear... "Next time, I'm going to suck you off under the table in the middle of the restaurant."
I stand up and smile innocently at you.
"Have a good night."
