under the table

His hand was awkwardly placed, especially since he could move too much with Jonathan and his parents sitting with them. But he knew Sarah's body very well after 20 years together - exactly where and how to touch her - so he had her within a few minutes. She jerked a couple times and barely smothered her gasps. Finally she came, clamping her legs almost painfully hard on Tom's hand.

He slipped his hand free and shook it a couple time under the table, trying to get feeling back. Your mom couldn't help but notice Sarah's odd behavior. "You looked flushed dear. And very shaky. Are you alright?" she asked in sincerely concerned tone.

Sarah recovered very well. "Uh, I'm fine, really. I ... I just need the ladies room I think. Something isn't sitting well on my stomach." Making her excuses, Sarah left the table.

Tom was so hard by this point that he figured he needed some release as well. "Since we have to move, I might as well hit the head as well," he said.

"Can't hold the cocktails Tom?" Jonathan teased. Tom just snorted, "yeah, you know me, Jon..."

Tom quickly jerked one off in the toilet stall, then started to head back to the table. Sarah caught him in the hall outside. Glancing around to make sure they were unseen, she grabbed him and gave a long, deep kiss, forcing her tongue in his mouth. After 30 seconds or so she released him. He gasped for breath. "What was that for?" he asked.

She had a huge grin. "You. Were. Incredible. I don't get it - sometimes it's like you know my body better than I do. Whatever your secret, you are the best lover I've ever had. So it's my turn next."

Tom stammered "but my parents! Jonathan!"

She laughed. "Okay, not IN the restaurant. But I'll find a way tonight to make it up to you, don't worry."