The Restaurant (Erotica)
It's been a while since we've been out together, so we're now in one of our favourite restaurants, enjoying a nice dinner date. The food is great, and the conversation is easy, and I can't ask for anything else. But then you start looking at me with that sparkle in your eye and that teasing grin stretching your red lips. Then you sidle closer to me. I can't help but move my hand closer to your lap, caressing your thighs as a way of asking your permission. You give it to me with an inviting smile, and I don't need any more encouragement than that. I start touching you, right then and there. In the middle of the restaurant where anyone can see.
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