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Sunday evening, we went out to eat again (we had a
three day weekend so we wouldn’t have to head back until
Monday evening). I had on a white halter dress. Craig
was being most attentive. At the restaurant, his hand
slid under my dress and he caressed my thighs. I was
having a hard time eating my salad as his finger wormed
under my panties and entered me. He would discreetly
remove his hand from under my dress whenever the waitress
approached. After she cleared the salads away, I excused
myself and went to the ladies room. I could plainly see
how flushed I looked in the mirror. I removed my soaking
panties and put them in my purse. Craig rose when I
returned to the table and helped me with my seat.
Sitting, his hand quickly discovered the reason for my
little trip and his face lit up with a smile. After
dinner had been cleared away (I can’t even remember what
I had!), the waitress asked if we would like dessert.
Craig teases me by not removing his hand for her final
visit and said that we were going to go somewhere else
for dessert.
When we got in the car, Craig’s hand once again
slipped up my dress. My excitement was overpowering. I
just wanted release. I could smell myself in the
confined space of the car as he drove. His fingers kept
teasing my clit, but always stopping short of giving me
release. I was tempted to reach down and finish myself
off. Craig pulled the car into a parking lot. I looked
up expecting to see the hotel, and was surprised to see
that we were near the edge of the strip. He had driven
us back to the strip joint that we had seen as we drove
in. I didn’t particularly want to go in, in fact, all I
wanted was to go back to the room and fuck.
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