Alexa and Nick have Appetizers

Alexa looked over at her husband Nick as he casually scrolled on his phone. He looked up at her. His cold, grey eyes seemed lifeless, like he was looking into her or through her.

“Not yet, be patient,” he said in a tone that left no room for discussion. He took a sip of his wine and went back to the phone.

Bastard’s going to draw this out all damn night, now that he’s satiated, for now.

He was aloof, distant.

He’s always like this right after. When the game is still on.

“I like this place,” said Nick, putting his phone down. The dim light of the tabletop light fixture made the of grey hair twinkle in his sideburns shimmer.

“Yeah… it’s nice,” said Alexa awkwardly, “I’m glad you got us this nice booth.” She sipped her wine.

“Better that way,” he said nonchalantly.

“Hello everyone, can I get us started with some appetizers? Maybe a spinach dip,” asked the waitress, a short redhead.

“No appetizers for us, thanks,” he said to the waitress, then added to Alexa, “we’ve had our appetizers already.”

Well he’s had his anyways.

“I’ll have the steak and potatoes combo,” said Nick, picking up his phone.

“Hmm, let me look,” Alexa said, remembering the menu. She took a minute to re-read it; having only skimmed it when they arrived. “I will have… the chicken sandwich, thanks,” she said, handing the menus to the waitress.

No sooner had the waitress turned around, when a soft buzzing started in Alexa’s most sensitive place. She was barely able to stifle the moan that escaped her lips. She squeezed her thighs together as the tempo of the vibrations slowed a little. She felt the cotton panties she was wearing under her knee length dress were wet.

How am I not going to explode in front of everyone like this?

She squirmed in her seat as the vibrations stopped.

No don’t stop.

Nick was looking at her smiling, controlling the app with his phone.

Alexa took a long sip of her wine and placed the glass down. She licked a drop of wine from her lips. The flavour mixed with the taste of Nick’s salty musk.

It hadn’t been there that long.

Half an hour earlier, Nick and Alexa pulled up to the back parking lot of the restaurant. The back parking lot was an overflow, usually just staff parked there. He parked in a darker part of the lot and turned off the car.

Alexa reached over, lifting the center console in the process. She slid her fingers delicately along the bulge in his pants. He slid the strap of her dress down around her shoulder, and with his other, he started undoing his belt.

Let me see it.

She leaned down lower once his pants were open and reached in. His cock was hot and hard in her hand. She pulled the underwear down pulled him out of his pants.

He wants me so bad, he’s so big.

Alexa started to lick from the base, up his shaft to his circumcised head and back down. She started to suck, taking Nick slowly into her mouth, swirling his tongue and making him groan.

“Mmmm yeah suck my cock slut,” he growled.

Like I need an invite.

She grasped the base of his dick with her hand and started pumping him into her mouth, slurping each time she withdrew. Nick’s hand on her back pulled her dress up over her ass. She gave her a smack on the ass cheek, causing her to moan around his cock.

Give it to me. Make me feel it.

His hand explored further. He slid it down her ass to her pussy. She felt him push the wet panties aside and part her lips. She moaned around his cock as he penetrated her with his index finger.

I hope someone sees. I want them to see me.

Nick’s hands drifted to her shoulders and head. She deepthroated him, taking him so deep she gagged around his cock. She recovered quickly and kept sucking; the sound of sloppy sucking filled the car.

He’s really close.

Nick started thrusting, holding Alexa’s face and head down on his cock and fucking her mouth. He started to groan louder. She moaned around the hot flesh thrusting her mouth. His hands gripped her head and her down on his cock as it twitched and thrust in her mouth.

Alexa’s mouth flooded with warm cum. His thrusting continued as came, each thrust pushed the cock deeper into her mouth as he spirted. His hands relaxed with a groan, but Alexa kept sucking, swallowing as she sucked, cum dribbling from her lips.

“Ahh fuuuuck,” groaned Nick when Alexia slid is cock out of his mouth with a messy slurp.

That’s it, look him right in the eyes and show him why he put a ring on it.

She looked up at him and swallowed his cum while he watched, then she went back to his messy cock and started licking up leftover cum while he groaned and twitched until he was clean.

“That’s a good girl,” groaned Nick when he’d recovered, “you know what time it is now.

I’ve been waiting for it all week.

Nick reached into a bag in the backseat and withdrew a horseshoe shaped remote vibrator. Alexa opened her legs, her dress still hiked up around her waist, and pulled her underwear aside for access. She felt the wetness on her fingers, and she moaned with anticipation.

He traced the outline of her smooth, pussy with his index finger, gently teasing her. Then he slid his finger inside her pussy, already soaking wet from the throat-fucking. She moaned softly.

More, give it to me right here, right now, fuck me.

Nick withdrew his finger, then put it in her mouth, letting her suck her juices off his finger.

Would be tastier if he’d filled my cunt first.

He took the toy, and warmed it a little in his hands, then slid the buisness end down to her pussy, gathering her wetness on it, then pushed it inside her aching slit. Her pussy clamped on it instantly, begging for more.

If he so much as touches me the right way, I’ll cum.

He pulled her underwear back over the vibrator, covering her juicy pussy. He licked her flavour of his fingers. Alexa looked at her reflection the visor mirror. Her hair was a mess, so she pulled it up into a ponytail. A smear of Nick’s cum shone on her lips and chin. She left it there, as they agreed.

“Shall we,” he asked, doing up his pants.

They straightened themselves out and went in the restaurant.

“Alexa?”

Nick’s voice snapped her out of the daydream. She shook her head for a moment and smiled.

“I was… reminiscing,” she said, squeezing her legs together, feeling the silent and still toy inside her.

“About?” Nick asked, smiling.

About? What do you think I was reminiscing about with your load drying on my face? He’s teasing me because he knows I want it.

“Oh just, earlier,” she said, innocently.

I wonder if the waitress noticed.

No sooner had she wondered about her did the waitress show up.

“Would you like a refill on your glass ma’am?”

“Yes thank…”

Holy shit!

“Th-hanks, yes,” she stuttered. The pleasure radiated through her whole body from the little buzzing inside her.

Oh my God, he’s got it set so high! I’m going to cum in front of her if he keeps it like this. Fuuuckfuckfuck.

“Mmm,” he pondered, unnaturally slowly, yes I’ll have another glass too.”

“Alrighty, coming right up,” said the waitress, walking away. He picked up his phone and the buzzing stopped.

No! I don’t care anymore, I’ll cum in front of everyone turn it back up.

The waitress returned with their respective wines. She poured Nick’s first, then leaned over the table a little to pour Alexa’s, her V-neck top loose.

She nice little tits. Fuck! He’s made me so horny it’s all I can think about.

Dinner arrived, and he let her eat her meal in relative peace. Her panties were drenched. The vibrations had stopped, but she needed more, she clenched the vibrator inside herself.

I need him, it, something. I need to cum.

“How’s your dinner honey? The chicken good?” Nick asked, again normally, as if nothing was up, enjoying his steak.

It’s really good hon,” she responded, smiling as if she could fool herself into forgetting the feral lust inside her.

Both of them ate quickly.

He’s getting horny again. He wouldn’t eat so fast playing his game, unless he wanted to tap back in. I can use that.

Alexa yawned softly, stretching her shoulders back, accenting her tits, then forward, squeezing them together. She watched his eyes follow her chest as she did.

Now who’s in charge?

Alexa wasn’t wearing a bra under her dress. The material wasn’t thin, but with her state of arousal, she saw that her nipples were visible through it.

Give it to me Nick, let me feel it. Pick up your phone and give me my dessert.

His hands moved slowly to his phone, his eyes were on hers, watching her beg with just a flick of her eyes.

Do it. Do it. Do it. Ahhhh

Alexa gasped as the buzzing started again. She squeezed her legs together, her pussy clenched on the vibe.

“Aaah fuuuck,” she whispered. He started playing with the settings varying the pace. She leaned forward to hang on the table while trying to look natural.

The waitress is coming back over, holy shit.

As she approached, Nick turned the vibrations down, but not off. The little machine kept her orgasm from fading or building too fast.

Oh my god this is ****. I want to cum. Let met cum. Let the ginger see me if you want just let me cuuuum Nick.

“Dessert here folks or just the bill?”

“Hmm, I think we’ll take the bill, won’t we honey?” he said, looking at Alexia expectantly.

“Uhh yeaaah,” she managed through the vibrations. “We. We’ll be taking the bill.”

“Alrighty folks I’ll be right back with that,” said the waitress.

She must have noticed. She must think it’s weird I can barely talk.

Nick turned the vibrations on faster. A fast preset pattern vibrated inside her. She squirmed with pleasure. She was so wet she could feel the juices on her inner thighs. The tempo went up and down rhythmically, mercilessly, inside her.

This one. Oh fuck yeah this one.

“Here’s the bill folks, do you need the machine,” asked the waitress as she approached, machine in hand.

“Sure,” he said, then looked to his wife and smiled, “I’ll take that honey.” Alexa could only smile as a response.

He could fuck me over this table right now if he wanted to. He could do anything, oh fuuuck yeah.

“Oh Kay everyone, have a wonderful night,” said the waitress with a smile.

Alexa opened her legs under the table. Her pussy spasmed and gripped the vibrator.

Yes yes oh my god yes!

She held her lips to her hand and clenched on it trying to stifle the moans. She looked right into Nick’s eyes so that he could read her every facial expression. She started quivering.

No going back now.

An orgasm exploded through. She let out a low, hushed squeal, her hips bucked under the table, and her grabbed onto the sides as if she might fall off. She grabbed her face with her hand to cover her mouth.

“Ohmygododoooood,” she moaned, through her hand. Her pussy spasmed and squeezed. Her pussy gushed and she felt her warm cum running down her thigh.

She closed her eyes and collapsed back into her seat as the orgasm, and the buzzing, subsided. She sat in silence for a time, gasping with the pleasure that was still rolling through her.

Oh. My. God.

“Ready to head out,” asked her husband, seemingly oblivious to her explosion of ecstasy. She could really only mumble a response. A trickle of sweat ran down her back.

She stood slowly, as if the orgasm had temporarily aged her. Then, taking her husband’s hand, they left the restaurant for home.

“Oh we will,” said Nick, then turning to her in a low voice, “I’m not done with you yet.”

And I’m not done with you.