Free Under the Table Surprise by M.L. Patricks Page A

each other and trying not to laugh too loud. Then, I
rang the bell at the hostess station. When the bell rang out, the
conversation around the corner stopped abruptly, and a girl stepped
out from around the counter, and approached the hostess station.
She was about 5'5", and wearing a short, blue cocktail dress. She
had long, straight brown hair, past her shoulders, and small
diamond earrings. She had green eyes, and long eyelashes. She was
slender, and had small perky breasts. She was wearing a shiny, gold
chain bracelet on her right wrist.
    Maybe it was because of the conversation they were
just having around the corner, but the was staring right at my
bulging crotch when she talked to us. Right away, I noticed her
staring, and it wasn't helping me get rid of my obvious erection.
But, I wasn't too embarrassed, considering what I just heard her
talking about around the corner.
    "Good evening" The hostess said. "Welcome to
Marcello's. My name is Anna. How many in your party this evening?"
She asked.
    For a split second, I imagined Anna sitting on my
face, with Jessica riding my cock at the same time. "Three." I
stupidly answered. "No. Sorry. Two. I... We have a
reservation."
    I gave Anna my name, and she checked the reservations
list. "There you are, 8pm. Follow me." Anna said. Then she bent
over to pick up some menus. Her dress stretched tightly around her
ass as she leaned over, and I caught a glimpse of her pointy pink
nipples as her dress fell away from her chest. She picked up the
menus led us to our table. It was a fancy round booth, with a table
cloth loosely draped around the edges, almost reaching the
floor.
    "Thank you." I said to Anna, and then turned to
Jessica, "Excuse me. I'm going to run to the restroom and wash my
hands."
    "Me too." She replied.
    We both walked to the restrooms. I entered a bathroom
stall to relieve myself. My penis was still rock hard, and when I
touched it, I tried to guess what type of surprise Jessica had in
store for me. I thought about Anna, and then Jessica, and then Anna
again. I was very tempted to jerk off in the bathroom stall just to
clear my mind, but I stopped myself, because I didn't want to use
up my juice in the restroom all by myself. I washed my hands and
walked back to our table. Jessica was already back at the table
waiting for me.
    Jessica and I sat, somewhat formally, across the
booth from one another. When Jessica looked at her over-sized menu,
she couldn't see me, and I took the opportunity to glance over at
the hostess station to check out Anna again, but the hostess
station was vacated. I turned my head and scanned the room, but
Anna was nowhere in sight.
    A girl in a Marcello's uniform approached our table
with a notepad.
    "Hello. Welcome to Marcello's. Can I take your
order?" She asked.
    "Sure, we'll both have the Salmon fettuccine Alfredo,
please. And we would also like a bottle of Chardonnay."
    "Sure thing." The girl answered as she jotted down
our order. Then, she turned and disappeared into the kitchen.
     "This place is nice." I said to Jessica.
    "Yea it is. Thank you for taking me out." She said in
a sexy voice.
     

    I thought to myself that my surprise must be coming
soon, because the tone of her voice told me that she was getting in
the mood. I hoped that my surprise would be as exciting as our trip
to the beach, but I didn't want to get my hopes up too much,
because it might be something relatively boring. The girl in the
uniform returned with our bottle of Chardonnay and two wine
glasses. She formally presented the bottle, gave Jessica a taste,
and upon Jessica's approval began filling our glasses. We each took
a glass and lightly tapped them together.
    "Cheers" we both said simultaneously.
    As I took my first sip of wine, I felt something
touch my thigh. I smiled and almost spilled my wine. I stopped
drinking for a moment, and then started again, but this time I
sipped slower to avoid spilling it. I felt the touch on my leg
creep up towards my balls.