We pull up the driveway and all our troubles are gone, I got mine, he got his, and we have a ‘romantic dinner date’ to look forward to, all is grand.

We have been lucky to score the perfect venue. Tammy, our MMA stunner from Thailand, rents the apartment above her Uncles restaurant. After hours, it will be turned into our lair: isolated, discrete, and no one around to hear…

The other girls are already up there, setting up and more than likely having a few nerve-settling drinks - I wish I was - I’m all dressed up in a shimmery golden slip, my back fully showing and a split up each side to show just enough thigh to stimulate the imagination. He looks absolutely stunning in his grey suit pants and white shirt that fits perfectly over his chiseled chest (he never dresses this way so I’m extremely turned on right now) I want to jump his bones, it drives me crazy. “All set?” I ask, as I come up behind him and slip my hand down the front of his pants, his cock instantly fills my hand, fuck I love feeling that grow. So big. So hard. He turns to kiss me but I take my hand away and grab the keys. “Uh uh, not yet my darling” looking back with an evil grin. I strut out of the room.

At the restaurant I order a small entree of Yam Naem Khao Thot, a fried rice salad and encouraged him to do the same.. “leave room for your mains” I urged. I mean, this guy can EAT, so it was a win to get him to agree. Finally! The wine arrives and I can relax a little - the first glass is way too easy and I promise myself to go easier on the second. It’s all a ruse of course. There is no way any food will be eaten tonight. The restaurant will close in twenty minutes. It was time. My heart steps up a beat or three. My breathing quickens. And I’m nervous and excited as fuck.

It seems a bit cliche, but I slide my toes up the inside of his leg and between his thighs, tickling and squeezing at his balls, mmm he likes that. I pull my chair around so that I’m now sitting next to him, one hand sipping my wine, the other unzipping his pants. My fingers creep into his underwear and free his cock hello handsome he stands tall under the table cloth. There are only two other tables with people still at them, they are slowly cleaning off their plates and finishing their wine. 10 minutes to go.

I ‘accidentally’ knock a fork from the table to the floor, eyes glance over, I lean down to get it and swallow his entire shaft, rolling my tongue down to his balls just the way he likes, cheeky bastard puts his arm over my head so I have to stay there (I’m not complaining) he lets me up a little and then leans back down. I gag a little which makes his cock throb hard in my throat and my pussy’s now a wet mess. I’d love to see how this plays out but I don’t have time. I give him the safety tap and raise my head. I’m blushing. It’s quite obvious what was going on and at least one guy looks like he is ready to plunge into the women he came with. I fix my lips, apply more lippy, wink cheekily and mouth, “Meet me in the ladies”. I’m 10 steps ahead of him. As he comes around the corner I grab his hand firmly and start quickly up the dark passage of stairs towards what hopes to be the most exciting night of our lives…