Dating Melissa

You walk out of the grocery store and head toward the city centre. You search on your phone for a few good restaurants. With your ability, it is long overdue for you to try fine dining. You make up your mind and choose a restaurant with good reviews.

On your way there, you notice a figure standing out of the crowd. You instantly recognise her.

It is your friend with benefits, Melissa. She walks alone in the crowd but her perfect figure cannot escape your eyes. Today, she is wearing a cute strapless floral top and a pair of shorts. She looks stunning in this outfit. You stare at her in a daze until her eyes meet yours and a smile blossoms on her face.

You walk up to each other and exchange a light kiss.

"Hello Mel."

"Hey John, what are you doing here? I thought you were at work at the grocery store." Melissa says charmingly.

"I was but I got promoted. I am now a supervisor and I decided to go out for a meal to celebrate. Have you had lunch yet? Would you like to come with me?"

"You got a promotion! Wow, that's great!" Melissa cheers for you. "You call it lunch but it is already 14:30. Only someone like you who starts working so late would call it lunch. I had my lunch earlier but I only had something light. I can come with you."

"Great! I was thinking of going to Céleste."

"Wow! How did you manage to reserve a table there? I heard you need to book one week in advance and even just one dish can cost close to $100."

You chuckle. "I did not book anything but trust me. Come! We never went out for a meal together." You grab her right hand and lead the way to Céleste.

...

"I am sorry, Sir. But I cannot let you in. I cannot find any John Doe on the reservation list." The waiter at the reception says. He seems a little bit annoyed by your persistence, but you do not mind. Since the waiter is a man, you know you have to be a bit forceful to get through.

What you are really aiming for is the waitress that is on the other side of the desk. "Are you sure? Miss, can you have a look?" You asks the waitress who has been watching you arguing with her colleague.

Melissa pulls your arm when she notices the stares gathering on you. Even she is embarrassed for you; she whispers to your ear. "I told you they won't let you in without a reservation. Let's not make a scene and leave."

You are happy that Melissa is worried about you but this time, you choose to ignore her advice.

The waitress skims through the reservation list and shakes her head. "Apologies sir, but we really cannot find your name. Maybe you forgot to book?"

Hearing her speak directly to you, you smile victoriously. "Oh, maybe I made a mistake then. Thank you for your help. I know I cause a little commotion, so I would like to reward you properly for your help."

"You are a waitress of Céleste, so you can represent the whole staff of the restaurant. How about I do you a favour and taste test your best dishes?"

Your proposition is met by an awkward silence. The waitress seems to be debating internally. Eventually, she says, "I cannot make this decision myself. Let me ask my manager."

"Sure." You dismiss her, confident that the restaurant staff will accept your repayment.

And as you expected, a few moments later, the waitress returns accompanied by her manager. They both smile politely and escort you to a private room.

"Wow! How did you do that?" Melissa exclaims in surprise.

You smile mysteriously. "That is my secret. I will tell you when you marry me."

"Hmmp!"

You are both seated right next to a window. From your seat, you have a beautiful view of the streets.

"Sir. Miss. What would you like to drink?" A waiter walks up to you with a smile.

"Let the lady choose." You basically have no knowledge of wine and beverages. It is safer to let Melissa choose for you. In fact, you leave all the decisions to the beautiful brunette and quietly enjoy the four-course meal.

Melissa was delighted by the dishes and the unique experience. A meal at the Céleste is not something she can afford. She is enjoying herself, making sure to taste even the dishes she chose for you. You are happy to see her smiling all the time.

She looks like a sweet person in public but only you know how wild she can be in private. The thought of making a move on her crosses your mind. You find it exciting to try doing something like that outside of your apartment.

"Melissa. I haven't thanked you for accompanying me for this meal. Let me give you a reward."

"Oh? John... You don't have to. You pamper me too much. In just one week, you already gave me so much." Melissa says but she is already smiling expectantly.

"Just take it. We are friends with benefits. I am giving you an opportunity. Look at this place, will it not be nice and kinky if we do it here?"

"Eh? But, what about the waiters and everything. John, we can do what you want at home but not here in public." Melissa says with ****. Having sex with her in public is pushing things a bit too far.

You do not give up and explain your idea. "We don't need to do it directly. Look at this table. We are seated in front of each other and the length of this table, does it not happen to match the length of your legs? If you know what I mean." You let out a naughty grin and at the same time, you remove your shoes and gently tapped her thighs.

Melissa jumps in fright but when she realises that it is you, she beams with joy. "Then, don't regret your decision."

You hear a muffled sound under the table that you assume is Melissa taking off her shoes. Then, you feel something touch your crotch. As someone who practices yoga regularly, Melissa is quite flexible and has a good control over her legs. "Take it off." She says playfully.

She can reach you but as long as you are wearing your pants, she cannot do much to your manhood. You glance at the waiter in the corner of the room. Since this is a private room, there is always someone there ready to help. From your position, you determine that it is safe to unbuckle your pants.

You comply with Melissa, giving her full access to your dick. On the surface, you two stare at each other in silence. You are both flushed red, occasionally glancing at the waiter to make sure he does not notice anything.

You find the situation quite exciting. The footjob you receive is lacking but Melissa cannot be blamed. From her position, there is not much she can do, especially if she does not want to hit the table. Your feel her feet wrapping around your dick, gently stroking it. While she does so, you put your hands under the table and tickle her legs.

While you are playing under the table, you do not notice the manager and a waitress entering the private room. When you do, it is too late and the manager has already walked up to you.

"Uhm. Mr John Doe. I hope that you enjoyed your meal." The manager says awkwardly.

You know that he noticed something unusual. You smile wrily but Melissa decides to capitalise on the situation. Instead of retreating, she puts in twice as much efforts in stimulating you!