Mark was spent, and she was now bobbing up and down on a limp dick, pulling it full out with tightly clamped lips, and then gobbling it back up. Her contractions on my fingers finally ceased, and I withdrew out of her opened up Milf butt. I kissed her pussy once more, and stood up to kiss her. Again she licked all her juice up off my face as Mark returned his member to his pants. As I sat down beside her, Mark asked if he might have a taste of her, she nodded, and then he reached down and stuck a finger in her soaked snatch and returned it to his mouth. He looked at me, said I was a lucky man, and then pushed the table back to its original position.
We ordered a nightcap and sat back to drink as we recovered ourselves. My proud cock was as big as it had ever been, and I really wanted release, Milf but had decided to try and wait it out till we got home. Rachel looked at my raging member and reached for it. I took her wrist and stopped her before she could touch me and told her I was saving myself for later. She just smiled and relaxed back against the seat and took a sip of her brandy.
Mark appeared with the check and asked if there was anything else. We assured him we were quite content and thanked him for his service. I left a whopping tip, even though he had already gotten two I figured. We relaxed a bit more and then made our way out of the restaurant. Mark was nowhere to be seen, Milf but we put in a good word for him with the maitre'd. He thanked us and said he hoped to see us again. I had a feeling we would.
In the car Rachel asked if I had minded her sucking off Mark, and I assured her I was just happy she had had a good time. She reached over and squeezed my still hard cock and said that was just her appetizer, she couldn't wait for the main course. Neither could I. It was hard not to speed in my haste to get to her house and immerse my cock in one of her waiting holes. Rachel just laid back relaxed and I hoped getting ready for a night of total pleasure. I was sure we would be cumming together many times in the night ahead.
We were lying here in bed and I was asking myself how this all started. Then my lover says you don't remember. Well this is how. With you reading erotic stories and the new ideas we found exciting.
Friday night we were at a restaurant enjoying the evening. You decide to start conversation over dinner; you ask if I wanted to try something different. Looking into your eyes there is a mischievous glint and your smile has me wondering what is going on. With out any further hesitation I look over to you and answered sure what do you have in mind? I picked up my drink and listened to the answer.
