False Memories

John and the woman get into Uber, and John told the driver there was a change of plans and he needed to take them to a fancy restaurant. John turned to the woman, "So tell me what you liked to be called before you asked me to call you Cock Slut?"

"Brianna."

"That's right. And tell me what you do for a living again."

"I'm the regional manager of a small chain of women's clothing boutiques. Don't you remember?"

"Yes, I just like to hear it. And your college degree?"

"Bachelor of science in marketing from USC. Why are you asking me this?"

"Just like the sound of your voice."

"Aww."

"It was hilarious that back in college when you got wasted and woke up on the bathroom floor of that frat house, and you had so much cum on your face and in your hair, it took you three shampoos to get all that dried cum out."

"Yeah, wild days," said Brianna with a blush.

"You still have the record for most cocks sucked in one night."

"Yes, I do."

"I've never met a woman who loved sucking cock as much as you do," said John. "The fact you orgasm any time I cum in your mouth or on your face or on your head or even your tits is very sexy."

"I'm glad you like it so much," said Brianna.

The Uber pulled up to the restaurant.

John and Brianna went into the restuarant and were greeted by the hostess, a honey-blonde young women with a nice rack and flashing some cleavage. "Welcome to Maison de Pierre. Do you have a reservation?"

"Yes, thank you, and your name is...?" asked John.

"Connie," said the blonde.

"Thank you Connie. I'm John, and this is my girlfriend Cock Slut. Great name for it, isn't it?"

Connie had to think a second, but smiled as she grabbed two menus. "Yes, it is. Last name?"

"Don't worry about checking the reservations," said John. "Just show us to our table, but a booth if you have one."

"Very good, sir." Connie took John and Brianna to a booth.

"Thank you, Connie," said John. "Come back to check on us in a few minutes."

"Of course, sir." Connie smiled and walked off.

Brianna saw John watching Connie's ass as she walked off. She was not happy. John looked at her and noticed her disapproval. "I love how you don't mind me ogling other women," he said.

"I trust you," said Brianna.

A waitress came to the table. "Hello, I'm Rosalie. Drinks?"

"A bottle of your most expensive red wine," said John.

"Excellent, sir." Rosalie write down the order and walked off, John admiring her ass.

John turned to Brianna. "So aren't you going to crawl under the table and suck me off before dinner. You always do, and it's not like anyone's going to notice."

"Oh, I'm sorry!" said Brianna. She looked around then slid under the table. A moment later, she was undoing John's pants and another moment later, she was sucking him off the best she could in the limited space she had to work with.