Dinner with friends

We've made plans to have dinner with friends and are sitting in a restaurant. You're wearing a dress and sitting next to me. We're talking and having fun with our friends. After a while, I place my hand on your thigh and start to slowly stroke it. My fingertips touch your leg very lightly, moving up and down. Every now and then, I press my fingertips into your skin and then pull them back up. You start to get goosebumps and enjoy it. My fingers continue to move up and down until I grab your leg and place it over mine. As I do, you spread your legs slightly. My fingertips now stroke up and down the inside of your thighs. Always slowly up and down, and always a little higher. Every now and then, I press my fingers into your leg again and pull them upward. You’re enjoying it, but at the same time you have to make sure it doesn’t get too obvious and hold yourself back. I lean toward you and whisper in your ear, “I want you to give me your panties.” When the others are momentarily distracted, you slip your hands under your dress and take off your panties. You hand them to me, and I can feel that they’re already a little damp—and that’s just from my caresses. We look into each other’s eyes. I grin slightly while you bite your lip a little. I can see your desire in your eyes. Our gazes turn away again, and you drape your leg over mine once more. My hand touches your thigh again, but this time I move it so high that it’s only a few centimeters away from your pussy. You bite your lip again and can hardly stand it any longer. You want to feel my hand on your pussy. Finally, I touch your pussy with my fingertips. I can feel how wet you’ve gotten by now. My hand goes straight to your clit, and one of my fingers slowly rubs up and down on it. A little along the side and right on the tip, too. I glance over at you and can see how hard it is for you not to moan and to keep your eyes open. You don’t want to let it show. With my thumb, I pull the skin back a little from your clit so that the tip is exposed. With my other finger, I then touch you right on the tip and rub very gently around it. Slow circles. Up and down. You really have to pull yourself together so no one notices. Your hand is clinging to my wrist. Every now and then, my finger makes slightly faster movements on your clit. But you never know when or how long I’ll do it. Then I slide my finger between your pussy lips and further down. My finger is now in front of your pussy hole, and I start rubbing there lightly. You can hear a soft smacking sound. Slowly, I slide my finger into your pussy. Deeper and deeper, until it’s completely inside you. Then you feel me moving it inside you. I make the “come here” motion with my finger, touching your G-spot as I do so. I massage him thoroughly. You bite your lip and have to close your eyes because it feels too good for you and you can’t take it anymore. I start fingering you and make sure you feel good. My fingers slide in and out slowly. It doesn’t take long before you can’t take it anymore and you’re on the verge of coming. You turn your head toward me and lean against my shoulder, as if you want to whisper in my ear. I hear your breathing get heavier and you can’t help but moan softly in my ear. Your hand grips my wrist tighter so I can’t stop. I keep fingering you until you come on my finger. I feel your pussy twitching and pulsing against my finger. It feels good. I leave my finger inside you for a moment until you’ve calmed down a bit. Then I slowly pull it out of you and taste it. You watch me do this and bite your lip again because it looks so hot to you when I taste you. I smile at you, and you smile back. Then I whisper in your ear that you taste really good. You give me a kiss on the cheek and thank me. You turn back to the others, and we continue chatting with them. Our friends didn't notice what we were doing. Your leg is still draped over mine, and you can still feel slight twitches in your pussy. We both can't wait to drive home so we can finally be alone.