"Stop it now I mean it!" He pushed her hand away a second time. "Good thing I dont have to stand up right now, because I couldnt" he scolded her playfully.
It was a slow night at the restaurant, they had a cozy round booth in the back corner. Candle light, soft music - Very nice atmosphere.
They shared a mushroom risotto, focaccia bread, and each got a pistachio panna cotta for dessert.
He was enjoying his coffee when she took his hand and guided it under the table. He looked around and then at her. "Whats this about?" He asked quietly, he could feel the heat she was showing him. "Its been two days Daddy" she pouted. "I know pumpkin, I know - Daddy's been very busy, you know that" she pulled his hand tighter. She was burning up.
She held his hand in place and kissed his neck softly "I need you Daddy" she whispered against his skin, her other hand on his crotch again. "I can tell you want meee" she teased.
"We're in a restaurant sweetheart, now stop" if she kept going, he was going to ruin his slacks.
He rubbed gently against her panties - she stroked him over his pants, they were both heating up quickly.
He suddenly pulled his hand back and cleared his throat - sat up straight and stopped her hand. "Come on princess, behave, we're in a restaurant ".
"I need you Daddy" she said again, pleading, "what do you want me to do pumpkin, fuck you right here on the table?" He said sarcastically, his voice a bit louder than he meant it to be. "yes!" She said, definitely louder than it should have been - the elderly couple in the other corner looked over.
Princess stood up and made like she was going to take her dress off. "Sit down!" He pulled her arm. "I have to use the bathroom" she snipped, and stepped out from behind the booth.
"Ggrrr" he watched her make her way to the ladies room "I hate it when she gets like this" he complained to himself, - the pressure between his legs reminded him that he didn't really "hate it" all that much.
Princess was touching up her makeup at the mirror, and didnt give it much thought when she heard the lock on the bathroom door around the corner.
The lipstick tube dropped into the sink as she was thrust forward, her head against the mirror, his hand tightly covering her mouth. Bent over the wide counter - his body against hers, she couldn't move.
"Is this what you want you little bitch!?" He kicked her feet apart and lifted her dress. He ripped her panties off in one quick move and was deep inside her before she could grasp what was happening. He began to violently pound her, she was ripe, dripping wet. "mmm!" She moaned "quiet!" He ordered and slapped her ass hard.
He grabbed a thick handful of hair and pulled her head back, pushing her down with his arms.
Her soft, round ass shook, his hips slapping hard against her, he picked up speed, holding her tighter.
Her thighs quivered from the strain, the pleasure - his cock violating her, penetrating her - deep - she leaned back - into it, welcoming it. Assisting his assault - Their lust for each other had been building all night. This could not wait.
They were lost in pleasure, his speed increasing, he felt bigger, harder - penetrating her deeper with each thrust. . . .
The scene was shattered with a sudden knock on the door - they froze. "Hello? Is there anyone in there?" An elderly womans voice called. "Hello?"
His pressure immediately began to subside as he stepped back and pulled her dress back down. "Shit!" She whispered, trying to quickly fix her hair.
" what do we do?" She asked, like a caught schoolgirl, trying to be quiet - her hands cupped over her mouth.
He was straightening up his shirt and tucking it back in. He motioned towards the door with a "you know" gesture - "just a minute" princess reassured the waiting woman outside.
He headed towards the door, one last look in the mirror, princess grabbed his arm and with a big grin kissed him "go" she whispered.
He unlocked the door and cleared his throat, passing the woman is if nothing was out of the ordinary.
"Sorry" princess said apologetically as she followed.
They made their way back to their corner booth and awkwardly settled back in, just in time for the waitress to say "everything ok?" With a knowing grin. "Yes, fine" he replied "I think we're ready for the check"
