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

Jessica must be teasing me with her
feet, I thought. I set down my glass and smiled at her
approvingly.
    "That's nice." I said.
    "Very nice," She said, as she set her glass down on
the table.
    I felt lucky to have chosen a restaurant with long
table cloths, because Jessica would be able to play with my cock
with her feet all night, and no one would be able to see it. I
didn't look down, because I was really enjoying the subtle,
unacknowledged foot play. I always find it to be exciting to have a
girl casually play with my cock. I was a little worried that
eventually, she might make me start to precum, and I didn't want to
it to show through my pants, but I wasn't about to say anything to
make her stop.
    "Just a second. I forgot something." Jessica said.
She abruptly climbed out of the booth, and walked over to the
uniformed girl.
    The rubbing on my leg didn't stop. I was puzzled. If
Jessica was over there, talking to our server, then who was rubbing
on my crotch? It felt so good, and I didn't want to interrupt, so I
didn't dare lift up the table cloth to see who was down there. And,
then it hit me. It must be Anna! Could it be her? Then, I felt a
second touch on my crotch, and realized that it wasn't feet at all.
It was a pair of hands touching me. I looked down, and I recognized
Anna's gold bracelet on the wrist of one of the hands protruding
from underneath the table cloth. She began massaging my penis
through my pants.  "Could this be Jessica's surprise?" I asked
myself. Jessica returned to the table and sat down in her seat
across from me.
    "I'm back" Jessica said.
    "Welcome back." I said. I slid down in my seat a
little bit, and reached down and pulled the table cloth over my
lap, to cover my crotch. Anna took my cue, and I felt her hand
touch the zipper of my pants and unzip it. I felt her warm hand
reach inside my pants and pull out my cock.
    "Mmmmmm...." I said.
    "What?" Jessica asked.
    "Oh.... the wine. It's delicious." I answered, trying
to mask my moans of pleasure. I clumsily picked up my glass of wine
and took a sip.
    "Yes, it is." Jessica said.
    I felt two hands begin to stroke my penis under the
table cloth. The silk table cloth tickled the head of my penis as
Anna slowly stroked my shaft. One of Anna's hands reached into my
pants and gently placed my balls outside of my pants and began
tickling them. I felt a drop of precum oozing out of my penis, and
then the stroking and tickling stopped. Then, I felt Anna's warm,
moist lips wrap around my penis. Her tongue licked my head, and I
heard her swallow my precum.
     
    "Mmmmm...." Anna moaned faintly.
    "What?" Jessica asked me.
    "I didn't say anything." I replied.
    "Oh, ok. I thought you said something." Jessica
seemed a little perplexed.
    Our server returned to the table with our entrees.
The food smelled delicious, but I wasn't interested in eating
anything right now. I wanted to shoot a hot load of cum into Anna's
hot mouth and feel her eagerly swallow it just like she did with my
precum. Anna began bobbing her head up and down faster, and started
to tickle my balls again.
    "Are you ready for your surprise?" Jessica asked.
    "Oh fuck! Is the blowjob not my surprise?!?!" I
thought to myself. "Yes, I'm ready." I replied.
    "The food can wait." Jessica said, and she climbed
back out of the booth. "Follow me." She ordered me. From the tone
of her voice, I knew she was excited, and probably wanted to do
something naughty.
    I didn't know what to do. Anna's lips felt so good
sliding up and down my shaft, and all I could think about was how
amazing it felt, but I reached down toward my crotch to put away my
penis. Anna stopped sucking, and she placed my penis back inside my
pants and zipped them up. "That's weird." I thought. I climbed out
of my seat and stood by Jessica. Jessica looked at my bulging pants
and smiled.
    "Let's go." She said as she grabbed my hand and led
me down the hallway towards the restrooms. She guided me past the
restrooms to a door marked "Private".