The date (Redhead)

I looked for a decent black shirt and a pair of matching jeans Still did not know who could be the woman that carrying five days talking and had now the key of my crotch.

Room was not bad, seemed a familiar place with long tables covered with checkered tablecloths and walls of porexpan that mimicked a winery. It didn't look excessively expensive, which I thanked. I asked for a table for two and I began to wait with the scrambled stomach and anxiety that I couldn't stop. The waiter came and asked me that I wanted to. I assumed that being in an Italian it would be logical order wine, so I decided to ask for a wine. I looked at the clock. She was late.

To distract myself, I began to read the Menu.

-Do you see something you like?-said a voice in front of me. In front of me a girl sitting at the table. I recognized it instantly, it was the red-headed the other day, with a smile from ear to ear.

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-Myrina?-asked with a lump in the throat.

-We are already over that, for you it is Queen Myrina and just in the chat. A nickname. Here you can call me Elisabeth

-You're beautiful Elisabeth-answered simply.

-At the height of your fantasies?

-You were one of them - I replied - although by how she talked you seemed more mature.

-We are asking?-she said with a smile.

-As you wish.

The dinner was pretty **** at the beginning, although wine was commissioned to make things easier.She asked about your life befor your encounter in the the bar. And between jokes dinner was continuing. When they served us food I noticed something in my pants. Her shoes were stroking the leg under the tablecloth. Elisabeth biting you lip while blue gaze nailed on my pupils. I tried to follow the conversation as if nothing, speaking of interests but her foot was still going up my leg. When he arrived at the height of the thigh he retired shoe and continued massaging me with the barefoot. My penis locked tried to escape from the cage. I think that it must had been pretty obvious because the wauter waiter came and asked me if I was all right. When I politely sent him she giggle. I loved it. Her laughter. It was clear and honest.

-In truth, am going to miss playing with you. -She said with a smile from ear to ear.

-It would have been better had you asked me.

-And I had let you shut yourself?

-No, but we would have played something different-I answered.

-I don't know. You are a cute when you frustrated you.

She suddenly became serious.

-You know, I would have never thought this floats your boat when I met you in the bar. You don't seem the type.

-I wouldn't. At least not particularly - before explain why you decided to use a chastity device.

-Let me you recapitulate. You had a libido so high that you could not study so you lock yourself. And you end up losing the keys at the hands of a stranger that gets excited with the idea of having complete control of your genitals. Boy, you're a jinxed. I on the other side had won the lottery. Pay the dinner and wait me outside -She said getting up and leaving the restaurant.

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