Paula's Playdate by Nicole Draylock Page A

into his mouth,
already his plaything. She knew that he wanted some struggle; that
the prize for him was making her submit, but she would save the
struggle for the room. She was ready now, after this one kiss, but
he was entirely too disciplined she knew just from the feel of him.
He was possessing her already, and she would have to work very hard
not to yield too swiftly to his desires.
    As suddenly as it began, he pulled
away, holding her hand still but making no more possessive gesture.
“This way” he said, leading her into the restaurant, to where he
had presumably already reserved them a table. To her surprise, the
table was already set with their dinner. He had ordered them
Lobster and despite the earlier desire to skip the meal and dive
straight into the dessert, the scent of the lobster wafting up from
her plate soon had her tongue as moist as her panties.
    Their table was in a secluded part of
the restaurant that contained only a few tables. While the rest of
the place was bustling with customers, she noticed that only their
table was occupied in this section. Jonathon noticed her gaze and
smirked. “I paid to reserve the entire section; I thought we might
enjoy a little privacy” he said.
    Pulling out a chair for her in a most
old school gentlemanly fashion, Jonathan looked at her. Paula
quickly sat down, and Jonathon joined her, moving close. He was far
closer than a first date would normally sit, well inside the bounds
of her personal space. “Try the lobster” he told her, watching her
without touching his own. Paula looked askance at him, but did as
he instructed. The succulent flesh of the big crustacean the only
motivation she needed. As she placed a morsel of the buttery meat
upon her tongue, she felt Jonathon’s hand slide onto her leg and
up, moving inward.
    Paula wasn’t surprised by the initial
touch, but as his hand continued up inside her dress straight to
her damp panties, she was both shocked and delighted by his
forwardness. She brought her knees together, feigning a desire to
prevent him access, but he pulled hard against her leg, leaning in
and whispering in her ear “spread yourself; I will have your cunt
any time I please.”
    Paula’s salivation at the delicious
lobster could no longer keep pace with the juiciness between her
thighs, and she relented, opening her legs far wider than was
ladylike. She continued to eat daintily from her lobster,
suppressing her desire to moan as much as was possible as he
stroked her labia through the thin fabric of her panties, then
pulled them aside to run his fingers up and down the shorn lips of
her sex.
    “ How is your lobster madam?”
came the waiter’s voice right behind her, making Paula jump. Even
as she did, Jonathon took advantage, sliding his hand under to cup
her sex as though he’d been awaiting this very moment.
    “ It is wonderful” Jonathon
replied, “you should see her face; with each bite she grows more
fervent in expressing her pleasure.”
    Paula wasn’t sure how to respond
herself but took another small bite of the lobster and looked
around at the waiter intent on just nodding. Jonathon had other
plans though and just as she made eye contact with the young
waiter, he pushed a finger into her pussy deep and hard. No matter
how she fought she could not hold back the low moan that slipped
from her, and no doubt the waiter had never seen such expression of
exquisite pleasure on the face of one of the guests. It was
embarrassing, but also very titillating at the same
time.
    The waiter stared at her for a moment
before finding his voice once again. “I’m so very glad you are
enjoying your dinner. If you need me for anything, just ask for
Kevin.” With that he turned and went back to the
kitchen.
    Jonathon dug another finger into her,
and said quietly “you are a naughty slut; I think I will make you
cum in this chair and leave the evidence for our young lad to
find.”
    Paula blushed scarlet at the thought.
She had warned