"A table please"

I reply, thinking that I want everyone in the restaurant to see me having dinner with this big titted cougar.

The waiter arrives to take our drinks order, and Millie orders a bottle of red wine. I don't order anything, on the off-chance I don't get asked for ID, and I am lucky since the waiter returns with the bottle of wine and two glasses, and even pours a little bit in my glass for me to taste it.

The waiter takes our food order, and we both go for steaks, and then he leaves.

Once the waiter is gone, Millie gives me a smile and says:

"Wow, you got lucky! You must look mature for your age."

We clink our glasses in a toast, and both have a sip of our red wine. Our conversation floats pretty smoothly, our steaks arrive, and that stops the flow of conversation pretty much as they are absolutely delicious so we both focus on eating.

We finish our dinner, Millie pays, then we head to the car and drive back towards the cabin. We're talking about Millie wanting to start an online business of some sort, but I don't really understand what she is planning as she is not sharing very many details, but then tells me she will show me once we get back to the cabin.