We made it through the rest of the date mostly making small talk and enjoying our food. To be honest, it was one of the most pleasant afternoons I had had in a while. Despite our history and our slight age difference, I found spending time with Diego to be rather enjoyable. Although it didn't hurt that he edged me with his foot the entire meal, getting me right to the point of orgasm before pulling back.
He was extremely naughty every time our waitress came to the table, giving my cock just a little extra attention. Three times I thought I was going to nut in my pants while she was there asking about refills.
When the meal finally ended, he paid the bill and we walked slowly back to the parking lot, once again hand-in-hand. He opened my door and let me get in, then climbed into the driver's seat.
"I have a feeling you aren't going to come back to the beach with me," he said. "That's okay, I can wait."
I really didn't know what to say. At that moment I would have gone with him had he asked, but I knew I wasn't thinking with the right head. Maybe Susan was testing me. What was I -
Before I could finish my thought, he pulled me to him and kissed me again. As we made out in the parking lot of the steak house, we both groped each other's hard cocks through our clothes. Fuck, I wanted him so bad.
"You want to go back to my hotel for a few minutes?" he asked.
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