College Girls / Go to a restaurant
From Create Your Own Story
You walk out on to the street, clinging to each other all the while, and soon find a decent restaurant with a free table. You order your meals and a glass of wine each, though the social lubricant is unnecessary. The panties in your pocket and her saliva on your cock is all the proof you need of that.
While you wait for your food you make small talk, your studies, families, dreams and aspirations, that sort of thing. You find out she has two sisters and a brother and that she lives off campus, though you find it difficult to concentrate as she rubs her leg against yours while you talk.
“Do you know what happened to my panties?” Emily asks as you finish your meal.
“No, no idea,” you say, smirking.
“Really?” she says as her leg makes its way up your leg and along your thigh. You swallow hard and feel the heat rushing back into your crotch.
“Nope, no idea whatsoever.” She just smiles and begins rubbing your expanding cock through your jeans.
“Want to reconsider your answer?”
“Even if I did have them, I earned them,” you say, teasing her. You drop your hand under the table and begin rubbing the leg that is busy rubbing you.
“Oh?” she says, a glint in her eye. “Well, I guess I have to earn them back then.”
You were about to respond when a waitress comes over and offers to remove the plates. She is pretty, a tall redhead, her flowing hair coming down to her ample, round behind, and as she leans over to pick up the plates she very nearly rubs your head into her, no less ample, tits, which become very clearly visible to you as her blouse is unbuttoned a couple of buttons lower than would be normally acceptable for staff at a restaurant like this.
While the waitress is gathering up your plates she knocks over your, still half full, wine glass, into your crotch.
“Oh, my,” she exclaims and immediately pulls out a cloth and begins rubbing the wine away. You feel her stop for a second as she feels that you are hard but starts again, this time with a bit too much emphasis on the area of your cock to be an accident.
“I am so sorry, sir. If you’ll come to the back with me I’m sure we’ll get that out right away.” You look over at Emily, who looks mildly annoyed but mostly bemused.
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