Dinner and Dessert The Drive— You’re busy typing reports for work. Frustrated. You notice your phone ringing and see it’s me.. “Hey hun”.. you respond “Hello beautiful. Be ready by 5:30. Your dark green evening dress, THAT perfume. 5:30!” I hang up. You noticed the tone in my voice and know what this means. “Shit, shit, shit! It’s 3 and I gotta finish this report! Ok, ok, ok…focus!” ( what does he have planned ? you quietly whisper to yourself) You scramble but get your work finished. Dark green evening gown is ready. Shoes and stockings on, hair and make up down in record time. You look at the time.. it’s 5:25. A smirk of self approval appears on your face as you’re about to leave our room… OH!!- THAT perfume, almost forgot (the one that drives him mad!😈) … applied in the perfect places. You’re at the door by 5:27. Purse in hand, phone, ID, emergency lip stick.. you do a final check and you’re good. 5:30 hits and I open the door. You can hear I didn’t even turn the car off. “Good girl”.. I say as I move toward you and extend my hand for you. “You’re more and more beautiful each day honey.” …Escapes my mouth.. We get in the car and start the drive. You can’t help but ask, I know you’re going to. “Where are you taking me baby?’”, you ask bashfully . You know I won’t answer. You know this is your sub night. It’s in the text from this morning and afternoon, in my tone when I called. I say nothing and turn up the stereo. R&B playing softly. —- My hand lands on your knee. You must open your legs a bit. The rules! You know I didn’t say stocking but took a chance anyway. As my hand slowly caresses up your left thigh I feel these are stockings. You see a smirk on my lips and know I approve of your decision. After tracing the edges of its fabric, I squeeze your thigh. Deeply… You let out a gasp but know what’s to come. You start spreading your legs even more. —- I can smell you. Mixed with your perfume, it’s all I can do to remain in control right now. But I do. I will be teasing you for hours tonight. Now you can’t even hear the radio- it don’t even exists. Your heightened breathing fills the car. You’re biting your lip in anticipation. My fingers feel your heat… Chill bumps on your thighs… I get to the cloth of your panties and you gasp. A slow shaking of my head as a gentle reminder to remain quiet. Your hips roll forward to attempt contact with my hand. I pull back and smack your thigh. You know the rules…. Silent…- no begging…- no touching me…- I’m leading all of this. My hand creeps toward your heat again. I now start tracing the outline of your panties, slowly… with purpose. Being careful not to touch what’s underneath. Your heat is so alluring. This tease continues for a few more minutes. You didn’t even notice we’re at our destination. “We’re here.. “ I say, and place my hand over your pussy and squeeze. You can’t help but let a moan out…. Another thigh slap, but this time more playful and not punishment. “I’m gonna tease all night Baby…. Be a good girl and I’ll let you release after.” Said with a knowing and confident voice. You scurry to fix your dress as the valet opens your door.. “Right this way Sir…. — Ma’am .” -our concierge says. Leading us to our private booth.
