Fidgeting. That was what Dylan was doing while we were waiting for my parents to show up at the restaurant. He was a naturally fidgety man, but he was extra fidgety around my parents. I may be his fiancé, but he can’t get over the nerves that consume him whenever my parents are involved. I don’t understand why he’s so nervous around them.
Dylan could not keep still, so I grabbed his hand and rubbed soothing circles into it.
“Calm down, Dylan. Why do you always get so nervous around my parents?” I didn’t let go of his hand and continued to stroke it trying to soothe him.
“I don’t know, babe. I guess I feel like they’re judging me for being with their little girl.” I knew he meant that in more ways than one.
“Calm down, my parents love you. My mom absolutely adores you and my dad is very fond of you. There’s nothing to be nervous about.” It was true, my parents loved Dylan and were more than happy that I was going to marry him. They knew Dylan was a really good man.
“I know they do.” Dylan sighed but still wouldn’t stop moving around.
My parents arrived shortly after and they hugged Dylan and me before we ordered dinner. Dylan was still being very fidgety. I nudged him with my elbow a couple of times, but it didn’t help.
“So darling, how are the wedding plans going?” My mother asked me as we finished up dinner.
The wedding was about four months away and I was up to my eyeballs in wedding plans. Dylan was a huge help though, but it was still very stressful. I honestly have thought about just dragging Dylan to the courthouse and forgetting all about these plans, but I couldn’t do that to my mom. She was really looking forward to this wedding.
“They are going fine, mom.” I answered grabbing Dylan’s hand that was tapping his knee under the table. “Dylan and I still have a lot to do though.” I was rubbing Dylan’s hand soothingly again.
“Well I’m sure things will be alright. You and Dylan know what you want to happen.” She smiled at the two of us.
“Yes we do.” Dylan said putting his hand on my thigh as I let go of it. He started moving it again causing shivers to run up my spin. I was wearing a dress, so he was touching my bare skin. I blushed and looked away from my parents.
“It will all be worth it when you get to marry the love of your life.” My mom said sending us a smile.
I nodded and tried not to squeal when Dylan’s hand moved up my thigh. His touch was sending tingle through my body. I looked over to see Dylan very calm and relaxed, the little shit.
“When is your next dress fitting?” My mom asked me oblivious to Dylan’s games.
His hand traveled up my thigh even more, stopping at the apex. He didn’t touch me though, he just kept his hand close enough for me to wish he was touching me.
“It’s next week, oh.” I jumped when Dylan finally touched me.
“Are you alright darling?”
Dylan was gently rubbing me over the fabric of my panties, in turn making me the fidgety one.
“I-I am fine.” I tried to keep calm, but it was hard when Dylan was touching me the way he was.
My mom continued to talk about the wedding and the things we would need to do before our big day. Dylan was still touching me, but he hadn’t moved into my panties which was a good thing. His fingers were gently toying with my clit with just enough pressure to get me going. I was biting my lip as he was doing this.
At one point my mom turned to my dad to ask him something and Dylan leaned close, “I’m not the fidgety one now, am I?” There was a playful smirk upon his face as he moved my panties to the side and ran a finger through my folds unexpectedly. I bit my lip harder.
“What do you think….mhmmm….you’re doing.” I managed to ask as his fingers found my slick swollen clit.
“Just having a little fun, love. Harmless fun.” He winked and turned back to my parents who were now focused on us again.
Harmless fun? This is not harmless fun.
I was rendered speechless while Dylan played with me below the table and he knew it, so he started talking for me and I tried to focus on my food. It was damn near impossible.
I knew it was coming, so I wasn’t surprised when he thrust two fingers into me while his palm rubbed against my clit. It felt so fucking good. I was doing everything I could not to moan out loud.
My mom looked over at me again, “Are you sure you’re okay. You’re looking a little flushed.”
Dammit Dylan. Even as she asked, he didn’t stop pumping into me. I was close.
“I’m fine. It’s just a little warm in here is all.” I lied gripping the edge of the table as he pulled me closer to my orgasm.
Dylan smirked knowing that it was extremely hard for me to keep up this front, “Baby, will you come for me?” He whispered when he leaned close again.
I nodded and tried to listen to my mom as Dylan’s fingers picked up the pace. I was moments away from exploding when he pulled his fingers out of me and chuckled. Of course he would do that.
I bit back a growl and leaned close to him, “I know you’re not going to fucking leave me on the edge like that. Finish me off right now or you can sleep on the couch.” I was serious about it too. I needed to come so bad and if he didn’t do it now, he was going to have to suffer.
Dylan frowned but nodded, sliding his hand between my thighs again and back into my waiting cunt. He fingers pumped into me four times before my walls clamped down on them and I came around his fingers. I bit back a moan. Once I had come down from my orgasm, he pulled his fingers from me. I felt great and Dylan looked pretty satisfied himself, but I knew we had to get out of here and finish this at home. The night was far from over.
“As much as I love desert, I’m afraid Dylan and I will have to skip out. We’re both exhausted and we have a full agenda for tomorrow. I hope you don’t mind us excusing ourselves.” I said picking up my purse and rummaging through it for some money to give them for the bill.
My dad held up his hand, “Don’t worry, we will get the bill.”
“Now why don’t you two get home and sleep.” My mom winked at us like she knew what we had been up two. Holy fuck. My parents know just what Dylan and I had done.
“It was nice see the two of you tonight. We will have to make dinner plans again.” Dylan said standing up and effectively hiding his bulging erection. He helped me up and we bid goodbye before he led me out of the restaurant. Once we got to our car, he pushed me up against it and kissed me passionately.
We pulled away for air and I pushed him lightly, “That wasn’t a cool thing you did in there Mr. Kier. What if someone caught you doing it? Even worse I think my parents know exactly what we were doing.”
He shrugged and chuckled, “It’s nothing darling. They were our age once. Besides I love how you went all dominant on me in there. It was so sexy darling. Do you think you can do that in the bedroom?”
“Maybe. Let’s go home and find out.”
Dylan nodded and kissed my lips before leading me into the car, quite quickly I might add. It must have had something to do with the straining bulge in his trousers. I so couldn’t wait to take care of that for him.