A satisfying entree

Ernie Wood leans over and whispers into your ear. "Hugh is a fast mover. But he also cums too quick."

You look up at him, a little befuddled. You mouth the words "You knew?" to him.

He smiles and nods his head in the affirmative. He kisses you passionately on the lips as his hand strays down between your thighs.

"It's a turn on to know Hugh's big cock flooded your tight little hole with cum," Ernie whispers.

You're usually the one who shocks other people. It's never been the other way around, but now you find yourself in quite a quandary. Suddenly you feel another hand touch you between your thighs. Mr. Crassle's hand now joins Mr. Wood's hand as they both caress your thighs right up to the gusset of your panties! You quickly become wet with lust and desire.

Cynthia Crassle looks up at you from her salad.

"Enjoying your meal, dear?" she asks you.

"Yes!" you gasp.

Cynthia's her fork drops from her hand and bounces under the table.

"I'm such a clutz!" she says. "I'll have to crawl under there and pick that up!"

As Cynthia Crassle disappears under the table, Mr. Crassle and Mr. Wood's hands part your thighs wider, forcing you to scoot forward in your chair for comfort. This forces your hot, wet slit upwards and outwards, exposing it fully to the elements under the table.

Unknown to you, one of those elements is a small pair of scissors in the hand of Cynthia that are busy cutting through the crotch of your soaking wet panties! The cool feel of steel running across your soft mound causes you to gasp. You're not sure what to think, or what you should do, so you just sit back and ty to enjoy the ride.

"I told you there would never be a dull moment" Ernie says to you.

He leans in and kisses you. It's a very long, steamy kiss, the kind you really like with lots of tongue and passion. You start to move your hand under the table to Ernie's zipper, but he stops you.

"That's what Cynthia's under the table for, sweetie. She's gonna do all of us. So just sit back and relax, and enjoy yourself."

What else can you do, except sit back and enjoy your lunch? You never knew old people could be so brazenly sexy, until now. It's like a whole new world of sensuality has opened up before you. With attention and affection like this, you might just have to marry Mr. Wood, and give him lots of babies.

Mr. Wood looks into your eyes just as Cynthia kisses your pussy.

"Cynthia's busy I see. Hurry up Cynthia, the steaks will be here soon, and you've still got Hugh and I to take care of." He kisses you again, and you turn it into a soulful, sexy kiss. "Hmmm... If i didn't know any better I'd say the thought of you being pregnant to me is making you very horny, young lady."

You give him a shy, playful smile.

"That's OK," he continues. "It gets me horny just thinking about making you pregnant."

The thought of Ernie filling you with cum, knocking you up, drives you over the edge.

"UHHH!" you moan as Cynthia licks your pussy clean.

Deeper and deeper she drives her tongue into your tight little cunt. Then she finds your clit, and sucks it into her mouth. "OHHHHHHHHHHH!" you cry out as you cum all over her mouth. If it weren't for Ernie and Hugh holding your thighs down in your chair, you probably would have fallen over backwards.

Cynthia licks you through your orgasm. Once you've calmed down, you look around to see who was watching. Every eye in the steakhouse is trained on you. Since Alma has moved on to Ernie, you make sure your skirt is pulled down, then stand up and take a bow. The whole restaurant cheers. Hugh and Ernie smile at you as you take your seat again.

"I'd have to say that's the best orgasm I've ever seen Cynthia give anyone" says Hugh.

"Well, she's not doing to bad over here, either" says Ernie.

You all laugh together and share a kiss.

"How long have we been pulling these stunts here, Ernie?" muses Hugh.

"It's been quite a while, that's for sure." Ernie rubs his chin. "Since 1963, anyways, when we both joined the Marines. Then Nam kinda spoiled our fun for a while."

"Yeah, that stupid war. But it was good for something. The USO clubs and the shows with Bob Hope. And who could forget all those hot babes?" Hugh's eyes begin to twinkle, as do Ernie's. Hugh smiles and looks at you. "Ernie hasn't told you he's a hero, has he?"

"Awww, now cut that out, Hugh!" Ernie protested. Suddenly, he starts jerking in his chair. "Ohhh! Thank you Cynthia. Looks like you're next, Hugh!"

Hugh laughs. "She always saves the best for last."

"That's debatable!" Ernie teases.

You take a sip of wine. "So, you're a hero? What happened? What did you do?" If you're going to spend the rest of Ernie's life with him, you need to find out all you can about him. "I want to know everything about the man I want to spend my life with." Ernie looks at you and smiles.

"I'll tell you what he did. He saved my life. In fact, he saved the whole platoon." Hugh smiles. "Rooster we called him after that day."

"Rooster?" you ask.

"Well, it would help if I explained what a Rooster in Nam was." Ernie pauses, then continues. "A Rooster was a tough American the NVA couldn't kill, and didn't want to fuck with."

"Tell me more!" you say, looking at Ernie with a new found respect and admiration.

"We were stationed in Phu Bai province. The NVA generally left us alone, until one day, while we were out on patrol, we found ourselves coming under heavy fire. Before we knew what hit us, ten men were already down. I was one of them. I thought I was dead for sure. I thought we all were. Our gunner went down after taking out quite a few NVA, and I tried to crawl over as best I could to take over. But out of nowhere comes this blinding flash, screaming like a banshee, bullets whizzing all around him. He picks the heavy machine gun up off its tripod, and starts firing as he's zig zagging through the jungle, shooting at everything that moved. There must have been thirty of them, if not more. Ernie got them all. Ernie saved us all. And he took four wounds in the process."

"Wow!" you say. "Now I know why you cum a lot inside me. You've got some big balls!"

"Joy!" says Ernie as he turns fifty different shades of red. You wrap your arms around his neck, and hold him tight. "I love you, Ernie. You're so special."

You watch as Hugh quivers in his seat, then Cynthia's head pops up a few moments later. Not too long after that, the waiter brings your steaks. You all sit there and eat. The conversation is light, and even merry.

"So what are you two lovebirds up to next?" asks Hugh. If you'd like, you're welcome to come to our place for drinks and dessert."

You look into Ernie's eyes and smile. "It's up to you, Rooster. I'll go wherever you go. Besides, I owe Cynthia a good hummer."

"We've got a pool, a hot tub, a jacuzzi, soft beds, and all the privacy you need to walk around naked" says Hugh.