Dinner itself was exceptional. As hoped there was quite a bit of foreplay between us as we leisurely progressed thru the courses. Our waiter was perfect, ignoring anything he happened to see as he served us. My fly stayed open, and she kept me deliciously hard through out our repast. Mark, our waiter was one of those guys who obviously worked out, and he had great looks to boot. Rachel openly flirted with him. A lot of times I get jealous watching someone I'm with flirt with a better than average looking guy. Not tonight.
Rachel had told me that while initially unimpressed with me when I came in, she had been attracted to my gentlemanly manner and my intelligence and then when she had begun to suspect what I had in my pants, she had been genuinely turned on. She admitted that she had an active sex life and that I should be flattered as she had never been so incredibly hot and turned on as I had gotten her. I was definitely the best fuck she had ever had. So this guy could look good and get her attention, Milf but I was the one who would be turning her world upside down again later tonight. Today had been just a warm up.
So she flirted throughout the meal, and got bolder as the night went on. She had been rubbing me now and then thru my pants as soon as we arrived. I had worn no boxers as I had hoped to have some fun thru dinner. I was rewarded with my fly coming down and my semi-hard prick in her bare hand shortly after we were seated. We ate just like normal people, Milf but the only difference was my prong was standing up bare in my lap the rest of the night. She would lovingly stroke it on and off, just keeping me excited and oozing precum during the meal. Often she would take a finger and rub it over my cock head spreading the jizz over my head and then putting her finger in her mouth and enjoying making a show of its taste.
When ordering the wine at the start, she had said aloud that she wondered what kind would go best with semen. Mark didn't bat an eye as she decided on a dry Australian Chardonnay. Fine by me. As Mark cleared our appetizers (oysters at her request), he couldn't help Milf but notice my erect condition and the fact that she was gently masturbating me with one hand as she sipped wine with the other. As he went around to her side, she raised a hand to his package and gave him a squeeze and asked if he was bothered by our little fun. He said it was no problem and to feel free to indulge in our pleasures.
When he left, Rachel asked if I would mind if she tried to see if she could get Mark more aroused. Go for it was my reply. He was serving the salads, and as he stood beside her grinding pepper on her salad, she wrapped an arm around his leg and began to rub upwards ever closer to his crotch. Mark didn't even flinch. As she stopped him when there was enough pepper, her hand was on his ass, sliding down into his crack over his asshole. He asked if we needed anything else and when the reply was negative, he glided away. I could only assume he was somewhat used to this.
