As they perused the menu, a blast of cool moist air signalled that someone had come in the back door. Matt was facing that direction, and caught a glimpse of a petite figure in a raincoat, now shaking out an umbrella. She faced away from him, but Matt admired her shapely legs. As the newcomer shrugged the rain off her coat, her hood flipped back revealing her honey-blonde locks. Naturally intrigued, Matt made a mental note to get a better look at her when she passed.
The blonde turned around and strode into the dining room, on her way to the hostess. Two steps in she passed beneath an overhead spotlight, just as Matt looked up from his menu. He recognized Jenny instantly, and a wave of happiness swept over him. His face lit up, eyes widened, and a big grin flashed. Overcome (and not considering the proper public etiquette), he called out, "Jenny!"
Surprised at hearing her name, Jenny turned to see who had beckoned her. Barb reacted as well, lowering her menu to see what Matt was on about. Jenny's eyes met Matt's, and he instantly realized he should have kept quiet. Except for Jenny's unexpected reaction.
"Matt! So nice to see you!" she chirped, her voice music to his ears. She extended a hand, and he reached out to shake it. They'd never shaken hands before...
Barb eyed the situation. Matt, still smiling, turned to her and said, "Honey, this is Jenny." Then, nervously, "We have... she... we've worked together on a couple of projects." Barb and Jenny clasped hands as well.
Introductions completed, and wishing to avoid an awkward situation, Jenny was ready to move on. Gesturing toward the front of the restaurant, she explained, "I'm going to take some dinner home. It was nice seeing you!" and started to turn away.
Barb's hospitable nature took over. "Don't be silly; it's pouring outside. Why don't you stay and have dinner with us?" to Jenny, then back to Matt, "That's alright, isn't it?"
Jenny looked at Matt; he back at her. Inside they were both giddy with the thought of this illicit encounter, but they maintained their outer cool. Smiling, "Of course! Please join us," he implored, and moved over in the booth to make room for her.
"Thanks, I'd love to." Jenny smiled at Barb in return, then slipped off her raincoat. As Jenny slid into the seat next to Matt, he couldn't help noticing that her low-cut dress was presenting him a lovely view of her gorgeous breasts. He just wanted to dive into her cleavage and live there, but he managed to remain seated.
The first few minutes passed with small talk about the inclement weather. Matt had to strain to keep from staring at the lovely Jenny, enchanting as she was. He had to feign the casual interest he might have for a work colleague, not the affection he felt for her in the "special arrangement" they shared. Just glancing at Jenny as she spoke, her eyes sparkling, that luscious mouth that he so enjoyed kissing... her charm and allure made him ache inside.
The waiter's arrival interrupted Matt's reverie. The conversation turned to food as they reviewed the menu, then ordered their meals.
Anxious to somehow explain his relationship with this stunning blonde, Matt struggled to come up with something Barb might believe. "Jenny works for a firm that... provides computer services for our data center systems." Right. Like a woman as beautiful as Jenny would be in the computer business; but Matt hoped Barb would buy it.
Jenny went along with the story, "That's right. We help get them up." Her sidelong glance to Matt let him know she wasn't going to make this easy on him. She casually placed her soft hand atop his, and he naturally noticed her perfectly-manicured nails.
Matt decided two could play at that game. "She's definitely been helpful on so many projects recently, sometimes bending over backwards to get us what we need. That flexibility is really a benefit that not everyone can provide."
Jenny volleyed, "There have certainly been challenges, but I manage to take everything he gives me." As she said this, she gently scratched her nails down the length of his arm, sending a shiver down his spine. She knew how much this drove him crazy.
Selecting a breadstick from the basket, Jenny sat back. Matt watched her as she parted her lips and slid several inches of breadstick into her mouth. Totally aware he was watching, Jenny closed her lips delicately around the shaft of the breadstick and held there for a beat, before biting it off with a flourish.
Matt sat forward, ostensibly to choose something for himself from the breadbasket, but his other hand stealthily found its way to Jenny's knee. While he searched for just the right bread roll with one hand, his other hand slid slowly up the inside of Jenny's thigh, causing her a shiver of her own. Meanwhile, Barb's Blackberry lit up, and she picked it up to read an incoming e-mail. While she focused on that, Matt's hand found the edge of Jenny's skirt and kept heading north. Jenny shifted in her seat, ever so slightly parting her knees. When his hand met her silky panties, he very gently rubbed her there with one fingertip. Jenny quietly smiled her approval, but didn't make a sound.
The waiter arrived with salads, and distributed them to the trio. Barb put down her phone, and they began eating. Matt managed to feign interest in the leafy plate before him, somewhat awkwardly feeding himself with his left hand. Meanwhile, his right hand was having fun, lovingly caressing Jenny's mound, stroking and massaging her while they ate and chatted.
When the salad plates had been cleared, entrees were placed before them. Jenny reached down to adjust the napkin in her lap (making sure Matt's hand was covered) but her hand stayed below the table as she started her own mischief. Taking a similar path, Jenny placed her palm atop Matt's knee. She arched her hand so her nails poked the fabric of his jeans, just enough so he could feel the hard smooth pressure against his skin. She raked her nails up his leg slowly until she encountered a speed bump: his cock, already swollen just by Jenny's sexy presence. She placed her hand on top of it and gave it a firm squeeze. Matt took a quick gulp of water to cover his very pleased reaction. Jenny held him there, tightly, while they began enjoying their main course.
Matt was glad he'd ordered ravioli, since he could manage to eat with his one free hand. After several minutes of delicately teasing Jenny through her soft panties, he slipped one fingertip under the lacy edge. He found her smooth skin and just a hint of her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Just below that he was delighted to discover a very warm, wet opening. He teased that spot with his fingertip, gathering a drop of Jenny's moisture and using it to just brush over her clit. Jenny's vocal "hmmmmm..." might have been prompted by the delicate flavor of her pasta dish, but she and Matt knew otherwise.
Jenny's stepped up her action as well, resuming her raking motion but now focusing on the several inches of rock-hard cock that was just below the surface of his jeans. Matt was nearly overcome with sensation every time her nails brushed over the ridge of his cockhead. Jenny could feel that, and made sure to do it often.
As he commented on how flavorful the marinara sauce was, below the table Matt slipped his fingertip into Jenny's hot, slick and inviting pussy. He kept going until his finger was entirely inside her, his palm pressed against her clit. With a combination of very slow in-and-out with his finger and stroking with his palm, he was sending Jenny to new levels of excitement. Each time he slipped all the way in, Jenny gripped his finger tightly; her hot juices signalled her enjoyment.
He could keep this up all night, if that's what she wanted.
They both continued enjoying their entrees. An observer might have noticed that the bites they took kept getting smaller, as though they were trying to make the meal last as long as possible. Certainly their under-the-table movements had to be subtle; Jenny found a rhythm - her hand affixed atop Matt's cock, squeezing it every few seconds - that was driving him crazy.
Matt's visits with Jenny had made him feel much younger than his years, but now that gone even further. Jenny's thrilling grasp brought him back to memories of awkward high school back seat encounters, and he feared he might come in his pants. He didn't dare look toward her; the sight of her flawless milky-white breasts and enticing deep cleavage would surely put him over the edge.
Meanwhile, his attention to her tight pussy and the gentle kneading of her clit was almost too much for Jenny to bear. Several times her thighs tightly gripped his hand, silently imploring him to stop for a moment lest she lose control. Undaunted, they continued to deliciously torment each other.
While the two horny individuals on one side of the booth secretly drove each other crazy, the Blackberry on the other side lit up again. Barb picked it up, said, "I have to take this. Excuse me," and got up to take the call. Jenny immediately seized her opportunity.
Jenny leaned over and whispered into Matt's ear, "Take out your cock. Now." In the darkened restaurant, and cloistered into this secluded booth, no one would notice anything if they were careful and quiet. Matt could never resist Jenny's suggestions, especially if they involved her doing something with his manhood. Jenny had already unzipped his fly, and Matt struggled to free his stiff member. In a few seconds it was poking out of the denim opening, hard and purple.
Jenny slid away from him just enough that - sadly - his attention to her had to stop for the moment. She then bent toward him, her face going toward his lap. The moment her hot, expert mouth engulfed his cock he knew the end was near. In these circumstances Jenny couldn't use all her skills and head movement and vocal appreciation. There was no time to waste. She had him in her mouth and used her lips and tongue to quietly but powerfully suck him off.
If someone had glanced in the direction of that cozy, secluded booth, they would have seen a single male customer, sitting quietly while he picked up his iPhone, intently reviewing something on the screen. Apparently his two female companions had stepped away, for they were nowhere to be seen. Nothing amiss here. What was happening just under the table, out of their view, was another matter entirely.
In just a few moments Matt placed his napkin in his mouth and bit down hard to stifle any grunts of pleasure. Jenny's tongue did its job, and he delivered a hard blast of his juice into her eager mouth. She swallowed each time he pulsed, giving him an incredible sensation. After six tasty gulps, she knew he had no more to give, and casually sat up again.
Jenny smiled at Matt, dabbing the corners of her beautiful and talented mouth with the red napkin. He sat, wide-eyed and breathing hard, stunned at what had just happened. He managed to have the presence of mind to tuck his now soft, pink penis back into his jeans and zip them up. Just in time, as Barb returned to the table.
Matt was flushed and trying to regain his composure after that unexpected erotic adventure. Barb asked if he was alright, and he took a big swig from his water glass and said he was fine. Jenny patted Matt on the arm, then turned to Barb and offered, "You know what I like best about working with Matt?"
"No, what?" Barb responded.
"Sure, he's a nice guy, and he's smart, he's good at his job, and always tells me exactly what he needs me to do." Barb nodded in agreement, smiling at Matt as she did. Jenny continued, "But what I like best about him..." then, turning to smile at Matt, she interrupted herself, "oh, I hope this isn't too embarrassing for you." He grinned sheepishly as she continued.
Jenny turned back, looking right into Barb's eyes. "What I like best about him is his penis." Jenny waited for a stunned reaction. But Barb just gave a little grin. So Jenny followed up. "His cock. Don't you think he has just the most perfect cock?" she asked.
Barb smiled. "Yes, I suppose it is quite nice. Though, frankly, I always found it to be just a bit too big for me to be comfortable with it." She looked Jenny square in the eye, almost daring her to continue.
Jenny was undaunted. "It feels just perfect inside me, especially when I get it nice and hard and then sit down on it." Pausing for a moment to let that sink in, Jenny continued. "Well... that, and his tongue. When he licks my pussy it just feels so nice," she giggled, remembering the last time they were together.
Matt felt the urge to explain. "Listen, dear, I may have misled you. Jenny isn't in the computer business." No kidding, Barb thought, as she turned to face him. "Jenny is my dear friend, and she provides me with services of a more... shall we say... personal nature."
Jenny chimed in, "Strictly professional, you understand." Matt nodded in agreement. Jenny explained, "Relaxes him, keeps him focused." He wondered just how much trouble he was in.
At that awkward moment the waiter returned. "Can I interest anyone in dessert?" he asked cheerily.
After glancing around at her tablemates, the effervescent Jenny responded, "Oh, no, not for me." The others shook their heads, declining as well. The waiter turned and departed, and Jenny confided, "Besides, nothing could taste as good as the mouthful of cream that Matt just gave me."
To their surprise, Barb seemed pleased. "Oh good. I'm glad you're taking care of that for him. I know how much he loves it, and it just doesn't interest me anymore." This time it was Jenny's Blackberry that sparked to life. She peeked at it, then placed it face down on the table.
Barb's Blackberry lit up once again, and after a quick glance, she said, "Well, I have to get back to the office."
Jenny stood up, gesturing with her phone, "I have to run as well." She picked up her raincoat and umbrella.
Barb offered her hand to Jenny, "Nice meeting you."
Jenny shook Barb's hand, replying, "Very nice to meet you too." She smiled at Matt, and, uncharacteristically speechless, she turned and headed toward the back door.
Standing, Barb said to Matt, "Don't work too late. I'll try to be home by eleven." She leaned over to him, kissed him goodbye, and left.
The waiter returned to the find a lone diner at the table. He dropped off the check.
Matt handled the financial arrangements, and as he tucked his wallet away his iPhone chimed. A text message. From Jenny:
Can you come over now? Please. xoxo
His heart skipped two beats. She had satisfied him, but he left her with unfinished business that needed attending. He gathered up his belongings, left the restaurant, collected his car from the valet, and climbed in. The iPhone chimed again. Matt realized that his haste to get to her, he hadn't replied to Jenny's first message. The second was:
Please bring me your perfect cock. xoxo
This time he responded, as quickly as his excited fingers could stumble across the phone's keypad:
On my way!
He drove as quickly as he could to her apartment. Minutes later, as he parked, another text:
door s opn xo
He chuckled. Jenny's e-mails and text messages were always brief and to the point, but usually complete sentences and properly spelled. This hasty message and uncharacteristic abbreviations made him think she might be texting with one hand. He locked the car and strode purposefully to Jenny's apartment.
The door was ajar; he let himself in and walked directly to Jenny's bedroom. She was naked, lying at the edge of the bed nearest the door. She was on her back, knees up, legs apart, her hands busily attending to her pussy. Her eyes were closed, but she sensed he was standing there.
"Take off your clothes and come over here," she insisted, breathlessly. Matt paused for a moment, taking in the scene of the Jenny lying there, even more beautiful than ever before, pleasuring herself. Her fingers danced, feverishly massaging her clit, and every few seconds sliding down to gather a droplet of her delectable juices.
He then quickly shed his clothes as he walked over and stood next to her.
While Jenny's one hand steadfastly stroked her glistening wet pussy, she took Matt's cock in her other hand and firmly pulled him toward her face. Turning her head to one side, her cheek against the pillow, she opened her mouth. Her free hand released his cock, then reached between his legs and grabbed his butt cheeks, digging her nails into his fleshy backside. She pulled him toward her and took him deep inside her mouth.
Her hot oral attention got him hard again immediately, and Jenny wasn't wasting any time. She quickly shifted over to the middle of the bed. In her excitement, her requests became terse: "condom... lie down..." patting the bed next to her, "... fuck me."
He eagerly complied, clumsily shredding the foil packet. As he rolled the cover over his stiff cock, he observed that he was bigger and harder than he'd ever been in his life. Seeing the lovely Jenny like this, so eager for him, was the ultimate aphrodisiac. Nodding toward her open legs, he wanted to offer Jenny some oral consideration of his own. "Do you want me to..." but she cut him off with a shake of her head.
"I need a cock... YOUR cock... inside me." Not one to refuse such an appealing request, he laid down on the bed next to her. In a flash, Jenny threw her leg over his hips and straddled him. Her hot, wet pussy found the tip of his cock right away, and she slowly settled down over it, taking him deep inside her. She wasn't kidding: he fit her perfectly. His cock was just exactly what she needed. Her delicate fingers continued their activity on her love button, her nails occasionally brushing the skin of his covered cockshaft.
The sight of this spectacularly beautiful woman in the throes of passion was almost too much for Matt to bear. He slid his hands up Jenny's smooth torso, taking a gentle grip on her breasts, caressing them lovingly. He slowly moved his hips up and down, sliding his cock in and nearly out of Jenny's splendidly tight canal. They kept this going for several long minutes, Jenny's fingerplay bringing her ever closer.
Suddenly Jenny took in a sharp breath, and her pussy clamped down on Matt's erection. Her fingers rubbed briskly across her clit as she beckoned him, "Fuck me... hard!" He summoned all his strength to raise and lower his hips, lifting her off the bed with the force of his deep thrusts. Her grip was so strong he feared that her now-even-tighter pussy might just bite off his cock.
"OH MY GOD!" Jenny screamed, throwing back her head. She let out several long wails of ecstacy, riding the surges of her climax. Matt did his best to continue his motion, and found himself caught up in a frenzy all his own. Jenny's pussy quaked with the force of her orgasm, her moans of delight echoing through her body; the sensation on his cock was overwhelming. Even more intense was his appreciation that she had shared this, her most intimate personal pleasure, with him. He exploded deep inside her, filling the condom with a force and quantity that threatened to burst it.
Having shared a truly magnificent sexual experience, they were now both completely spent. Jenny collapsed forward on top of Matt, both of them breathless and drenched with sweat. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight. Jenny's heavenly pussy quivered with the echoes of her orgasm, and that felt amazing to Matt's satisfied but swollen cock, still captive deep inside her. He took her head in his hands, turning her face so he could bring her lips to his. Tenderly they shared a long, passionate kiss.
When Jenny laid her head down on his chest, Matt took a deep breath, exhaling as every muscle in his body completely relaxed. He realized that even after all the mind-blowing sexual delights she had given him, the time he enjoyed the most was just holding sweet Jenny in his arms. For this brief time, in this place, neither of them had a care in the world. Nothing else mattered.
He wished this moment would last forever.
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