lValentines delight
17th Feb 2008
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On Thursday night just gone, I had booked a table at my local hotel for my wife and I.
The kids are grown up now, and since we were going to have our home to ourselves all night, we decided to eat early, and see what happened from there.
I had met David, the head barman, a few times before, and he explained that he had just moved to the Midlands from one of the group's other hotels.
A friendly sort, we hit it off straight away and he explained that he was looking to join the local rugby club, for friendship, as well as sport, as he didn't really know anyone in the Midlands.
I suggested, that if he was interested, I would introduce him to my wife, a teacher, when we came for our meal, as she was likely to know a few single female friends in the area.
In return, he promised to book as a really nice candlelit table and assured us, we would be well looked after.
Now my wife and I are both in our early 40s and a reasonably attractive couple.
Louise keeps fit by going to the gym once a week after college, while I exercise by drinking copious amounts of Guinness!
On the evening, Louise made a special effort to impress and said she was looking forward to meeting this 'rugby stud' as she called him.
Louise, as you can imagine, has a jaw-dropping body and although she is 5ft 7ins, with 38c tits, very rarely wears a bra, when socializing.
On Thursday, she wore a mid-length semi-seethro dress, which, under the correct lighting, was almost totally transparent.
At the bar, we sat for a pre-meal drink, served by David. His eyes nearly popped out his head, when he realised that due to backdrop UV lighting at the bar, apart from a black lacy thong, Louise was totally naked under her flimsy dress.
He even commented that she was looking lovely, while resisting to say that he could easily see her very large, and by this time hardened nipples, beneath her dress.
I am not sure, at this stage, Louise realised just how transparent her dress was, but when she returned from the ladies, she whispered to me "did you kow you can see everything under the lights in the ladies room?'
I smiled that I did, and she should't be embarrassed, as she looked gorgeous and it was Valentine's after all!
Louise told me that she thought that might be the case and said that she was putting on her jacket to go outside for a cigarette.
when she returned, David said he had the perfect table for us.
It was in an alcove, with soft pink wall-lighting and a candle.
He asked to take Louises's jacket and when she took it off, a big broad smile came across both their faces, and I suddenly realised that Louise had removed her thong, clearly showing her neatly trimmed dark mound, through the lights.
Needless to say, we received special attention throughout evening, with David coming to the table at every opportunity.
After a couple of bottles of wine, I asked David for the bill.
While he was away, I asked Louise as a special treat, would she undo the first four buttons of her dress, and lean over the table, when David arived back.
She agreed, after making sure she wasn't being watched by other diners, and lent over taking both my hands across the table.
This time, when he came back, he had full sight of her boobs from inside her dress, as he towered above us making small talk.
The three of us knew what he would have liked to do with those rock hard nipples!
He had even given up the pretence of trying to'steal' a glimpse of louise's lovely boobs, once he realised what she was doing, and she was even smiling at him.
He gave us the bill and departed and when I looked at the ticket, he had given us a manager's discount of #20 and a voucher for a meal for four.
I went to pay for the meal and tell him how much we had enjoyed the evening.
'Not as much as I have, I promise!'he said.
I offered to buy him a drink, but he said that he should be buying us a drink instead, and promised us a bottle of wine, if Louise brought a friend to share the voucher at another group hotel - very soon!
That night, we had brilliant sex, thinking about what had just happened, and wondering what events this meal for four might hold in store.
David must be wondering what hints, Louise must be giving her friend at work on what NOT to wear on our special evening out. I know I am!
The kids are grown up now, and since we were going to have our home to ourselves all night, we decided to eat early, and see what happened from there.
I had met David, the head barman, a few times before, and he explained that he had just moved to the Midlands from one of the group's other hotels.
A friendly sort, we hit it off straight away and he explained that he was looking to join the local rugby club, for friendship, as well as sport, as he didn't really know anyone in the Midlands.
I suggested, that if he was interested, I would introduce him to my wife, a teacher, when we came for our meal, as she was likely to know a few single female friends in the area.
In return, he promised to book as a really nice candlelit table and assured us, we would be well looked after.
Now my wife and I are both in our early 40s and a reasonably attractive couple.
Louise keeps fit by going to the gym once a week after college, while I exercise by drinking copious amounts of Guinness!
On the evening, Louise made a special effort to impress and said she was looking forward to meeting this 'rugby stud' as she called him.
Louise, as you can imagine, has a jaw-dropping body and although she is 5ft 7ins, with 38c tits, very rarely wears a bra, when socializing.
On Thursday, she wore a mid-length semi-seethro dress, which, under the correct lighting, was almost totally transparent.
At the bar, we sat for a pre-meal drink, served by David. His eyes nearly popped out his head, when he realised that due to backdrop UV lighting at the bar, apart from a black lacy thong, Louise was totally naked under her flimsy dress.
He even commented that she was looking lovely, while resisting to say that he could easily see her very large, and by this time hardened nipples, beneath her dress.
I am not sure, at this stage, Louise realised just how transparent her dress was, but when she returned from the ladies, she whispered to me "did you kow you can see everything under the lights in the ladies room?'
I smiled that I did, and she should't be embarrassed, as she looked gorgeous and it was Valentine's after all!
Louise told me that she thought that might be the case and said that she was putting on her jacket to go outside for a cigarette.
when she returned, David said he had the perfect table for us.
It was in an alcove, with soft pink wall-lighting and a candle.
He asked to take Louises's jacket and when she took it off, a big broad smile came across both their faces, and I suddenly realised that Louise had removed her thong, clearly showing her neatly trimmed dark mound, through the lights.
Needless to say, we received special attention throughout evening, with David coming to the table at every opportunity.
After a couple of bottles of wine, I asked David for the bill.
While he was away, I asked Louise as a special treat, would she undo the first four buttons of her dress, and lean over the table, when David arived back.
She agreed, after making sure she wasn't being watched by other diners, and lent over taking both my hands across the table.
This time, when he came back, he had full sight of her boobs from inside her dress, as he towered above us making small talk.
The three of us knew what he would have liked to do with those rock hard nipples!
He had even given up the pretence of trying to'steal' a glimpse of louise's lovely boobs, once he realised what she was doing, and she was even smiling at him.
He gave us the bill and departed and when I looked at the ticket, he had given us a manager's discount of #20 and a voucher for a meal for four.
I went to pay for the meal and tell him how much we had enjoyed the evening.
'Not as much as I have, I promise!'he said.
I offered to buy him a drink, but he said that he should be buying us a drink instead, and promised us a bottle of wine, if Louise brought a friend to share the voucher at another group hotel - very soon!
That night, we had brilliant sex, thinking about what had just happened, and wondering what events this meal for four might hold in store.
David must be wondering what hints, Louise must be giving her friend at work on what NOT to wear on our special evening out. I know I am!
