Head Inside

Despite Maria looking flushed and smelling like sex you decide to adjust your pants and head inside. You give your name with the host and he shows you to the table.

“You’re waitress will be Antonia and she will be with you in a moment to go over the specials.”

He steps away and Maria smiles at you. “I guess you aced your first serve.”

“Well it’s a long game, I’m sure we can match each other point for point after dinner.”

“I’m not waiting that long to mount my comeback.” Maria looks around at the restaurant and sees that no one is looking your way. In an instant she dives seamlessly beneath the table. Hidden by the table cloth and your desire not to make a scene, Maria makes her way to you beneath the table and unzips your pants.

Your penis springs giddily through the fly of your boxers. You feel warm soft lips kissing you and a hot wet tongue teasingly toying with your shaft. Maria takes the tip of her tongue and rakes it along the inside seem of your engorged cock. You feel pre-cum form as she begins to work your head. You feel her lips part around your head and as she slides the length of your shaft down your throat, the waitress comes.

“Hi there, can I offer you anything to drink.”

“Water,” You smile and try to act casual.

“I can come back later if you’d like to wait to hear the specials?”

“Yes… I think- com-ming back l-later would be best.”

“Very good, would you like to see the wine list?”

“YES!” you exclaim just a little too loudly as you burst a hot jet of semen into Maria’s throat. “That would be wonderful.” You feel your face flush as you struggle to control your body’s orgasm.

Antonia, the waitress, shoots you a knowing smile as she walks away. You notice how attractive she is in her short pencil skirt.