Lots of teasing, and dessert.

"Yes, certainly sir." The waiter says, reaching for his notepad. "What would the lady like?" He asks your girlfriend.

Rachel flashes a mischevious smile in your direction before answering him. "I think I will listen to Francesco's recommendation, and go for the cheesecake".

"Cheesecake? Very good. For you, sir?" Manuel asks with his pencil poised.

"I will have the same too, please." You reply.

"So that's two cheesecakes. Anything else?" The waiter asks after he finishes scribbling on his notepad.

"Actually, yes". Rachel says, rising to her feet. You throw her a quizzical look, but say nothing. "This is our first date, and I was wondering if you could take a picture of us together ?" She asks, pulling her phone out of her small handbag.

"Yeah, sure". Manuel replies.

Rachel fiddles with her phone briefly, before placing it in his hands. She walks around the table before seating herself on your lap, and wrapping her arms around your neck. You let out a slight groan caused by Rachel sitting on your semi hard member.
"It's the button on the bottom left of the screen". Rachel helpfully informs him.

As he lines up the shot and says "Smile!", Rachel wiggles her bottom, teasing your member with her breathtaking bubble butt. As a result when he takes the photo you have a grimace on your face, and are fidgeting profusely. You throw her a meaningful look, but Rachel's expression is one of pure innocense.

"Ok. Once again, please." Manuel asks when he inspects the blurry photo on the screen.

This time Rachel sits still and as a result a good photo is taken by Manuel. . The young waiter shows Rachel the photo, and hands her the phone.

"That's great, thank you." Rachel says, rising to her feet.

"No problems." Manuel replies, before turning around and walking in the direction of the kitchen.

Rachel sits herself back into her seat. "What do you think, John?" She asks, showing you the photo on her phone screen.

"Yeah, that's lovely." You reply.

"I really like it. It occurred to me that we didn't have a photo of us together". She explains. "That's going to be my wallpaper. Do you want me to message it to you?"

"Yes, please Rachel." You reply, before your lips form a naughty smile as a lewd thought comes to mind. "I think I prefer the photos you took in the ladies' room though".

"Oh really?" Rachel asks, her face forming a sultry grin. "Did they get my stud all excited?" As she finishes her sentence a foot clad only in soft tights presses itself against your groin. You gasp aloud, looking around anxiously to see if you have attracted any attention. As you look up to Rachel's face again you see that faux innocent expression. "Which photo did you like the best?"

"Well t-they all had their own artistic merits". You eventually splutter out thanks to Rachel's foot teasing your cock. Your member is straining against your trousers, and aching to be released from it's prison. "Come on Rachel. No more teasing, please!" You groan.

Rachel arches her right eyebrow at you. Amusement, and mischief sparkles in her beautiful eyes. "What are you going to do if I don't John?" She challenges you. "Lift up my dress, bend me over the table, and take me up the ass in front of everyone?!"

"You would like that, wouldn't you slut?" You say in a low tone, eager not to be overheard. "Well my boss did ask me if I could work overtime over this weekend. There is an important project coming up. I could change my mind. Oh, I could take your box of toys with me too, and keep them in my car."

Rachel looks flummoxed for a second, before the mischief reappears in her eyes. "Well that's alright, John. I noticed that you picked up a fresh butternut squash yesterday!"

"Well they say that you should get your 'five a day', don't they?" You say, trying not to laugh. You try valiantly, but the ridiculous image of Rachel trying to **** a gigantic vegetable into her tight ass, matched with the look Rachel gives you causes you to burst into laughter. Rachel loses it too, and giggles uncontrollably. In that moment the sexual tension between you two disappears, and Rachel's teasing foot finally stops tormenting your raging member.

"I think I liked the first photo best." You say, after you finally stop laughing and wipe your eyes with your napkin. "More natural, and I really liked your smile in it".

"Thanks". Rachel replies, flashing you a beautiful smile. "I am a bit disappointed that you didn't make any more crude vegetables puns, John. I expected better from you!" Rachel challenges, her smile forming a joyful grin.

"Well nothing immediately sprang to mind, Rachel". You inform her. "I didn't want to go in half cocked or half assed!"

"That's perfectly understandable, John". Rachel assures you, flashing you that happy grin of hers. "Never enter these sort of these sort of things without a good cum back!"

"Here we go people! My famous cheesecake!" Francesco announces, placing a plate in front of Rachel and yourself. "The secret is in the creamy filling". He confides to the pair of you in a low tone.

Rachel and yourself share a knowing look, and as soon as you're alone you both burst out laughing again.

"Oh, I love you John". Rachel says, once she finally stops laughing. She reaches out, and gives your hand a gentle squeeze.

"I love you too, honey". You reply, turning your hand in her gentle grip and give her hand a squeeze in return.

With the pair of you sharing a happy grin, you both tuck into your desserts.

"There's something I've forgotten to mention to you, John". Rachel announces after she takes her last bite of cheesecake. She puts her fork down on the plate in front of her.

"Really? What's that then?" You ask, sitting up straight in your seat.

"I took the catsuit back to the store yesterday morning". Rachel begins in a low tone. "I told them that the zip didn't work, and after some convincing I got them to swap it for another one. I've tried it on, and it zips up all the way".

"Really?" You ask, with a wolfish smile. "What sort of 'convincing' did they require?"

Rachel's face forms a naughty smile of her own. "I'll let you use your imagination on that!" She purrs, and brings her foot back up to your crotch.

"You can be a very persuasive lady sometimes, Rachel". You say, before glancing at your watch. "Ok, Scott and company should be at the bar across the street. Do you want to go over, or stay here for a bit longer, and have coffee?"