The restaurant

Anika arranged to meet her ex-husband - hell, let's give him a name - Steve, at a restaurant on the other side of town. Sophie was already there, sat at a table in the window, when Anika arrived.

As she walked in, the man at the next table, who, incidentally, had been casting an appreciative eye over Sophie as he waited, got up to greet her. It was Steve. Anika put her arms around his neck and gave him a deep kiss. According to Sophie, he didn't seem quite as engaged as Anika. As they parted, Sophie noticed Anika give Steve's cock a quick squeeze. He smiled. 'Mmmmm," said Anika, 'I do miss playing with that.'

Sophie watched as Anika's foot busied itself during the meal. She slipped off her shoe and teased just Steve's calf at first, but moving higher as the level of the wine in her glass moved lower, until, finally, she was unashamedly massaging his cock and balls with her toes under the table. Sophie reported that he had an admirable erection as a result.

Meal over, Steve paid, and they walked out arm in arm. Steve went to kiss Anika on the cheek, but she pulled him up against her body, pulled up hard against the full breasts, their aroused nipples pressing through her cotton top, and kissed him full on. He melted a little this time and reciprocated a little.

Sophie watched as Anika took Steve by the hand and, with a little **** on his part, lead him into an alley at the side of the restaurant. Sophie quickly paid her bill and went outside.