A few drinks with the waiter ...

“And when the restaurant closed?” I prodded, not sure if I really wanted to hear the rest of the story.

Cathy’s hands raked across my chest parting my shirt, pulling it from my arms as she continued straddling me. “The restaurant …?”

“Well the restaurant closed up. Linda and I were the only one’s left in the place. Like I said, Linda had been hitting on this cute waiter all night long. He bought us a couple more drinks after the place had closed. Needless to say we got pretty tipsy.”

“So it was just the three of you at the bar then?” Cathy’s hands had found their way up to tickle my hardening nipples.

“Well,” Cathy threw her head back causing her hair to fly wildly about her body, “there was the bartender.”

“And …?” I continued to query.

“Linda and the waiter, I think Tony was his name, started kissing. They were really getting into it, if you know what I mean. I mean, you could see tongues and all. It got to a point where the bartender, Kevin, told them to get a room. Well Tony dragged Linda over to a booth and the two really went at it then. It wasn’t as if we couldn’t see them!”

Cathy was grinding her pelvis against my growing interest at this point. Her **** blabbering was keeping me animatedly informed. “So what happened next?”

"Tony had his hands all over Linda’s tits. You know, hers are bigger than mine!” Cathy playfully pushed up her breasts, unencumbered by the unhooked bra. “She was even rubbing his cock through his trousers.” Cathy coyly rubbed her hand over my cock. “He was really big! I could see it from where I was sitting!”

“So what happened?” I worried.

“Well like I said. I drank a little too much! You know how horny I get when I drink too much!” I could tell by her current actions. “I looked around and Kevin was gone!”

There was a long pause. “So …?”

“So I started touching myself!”

“In the restaurant?”

“There was nobody else there …”

The long drawn out pause seemed to purposeful. “… until …”