Written by sinbad

Erotic
3 Aug 2004


I had used the restaurant several times in the past when I had been in the area on business. It was called Luigi's or something similar and did what all little Italian restaurants do well, a bottle of chianti and some pasta or lasagne.

This time I was later than usual and got the last free table. Some couples came in and were turned away when the waitress came over and asked if I would mind sharing if someone else wanted to eat. It was fine by me. Some salad came and I pushed it around the plate for a while. The waitress brought a woman who had just entered, over to the table and she sat down. I hadn't really noticed her when she came in. She was casually dressed in a dark blue suit, about 40ish with a white buttoned blouse, except that it wasn't quite. The top buttons which were undone showed a lovely pair of rounded breasts which were hidden below a full cleavage. She had a nice smile and we both nodded at each other. By moving my head slightly I could see through the gap between the buttons and just make out the rise of a nipple. Mmmmm I thought, nice.

She ordered and my meal arrived. I let my eyes wander over her, openly, appreciative of the proximity of the company without actually being with her. She gave me a slow half smile and looking around rose and went back towards the bathroom. On her return she leaned over the table to straighten her skirt as she sat and I had a glimpse of her breasts. Another button had been undone. Her salad came and as she turned to accept the food her leg pushed against mine. There wasn't a lot of room anyway. She wasn't looking at me but I softly responded as she began to eat. Her foot, now shoeless, touched the top of my shoe and rested against my ankle. I took a chance, slipped off my own shoe and touched her foot. Both of us concentrating on our food. I could feel the heat of her foot. It rubbed further up my leg until I parted them and it came to rest inches from my now hardening cock. I moved my free leg slowly up hers. Still eating she reached under the table with one hand and removed my sock then guided my foot forward until I felt the inside of her thighs brushing my toes and then further until my toes were in a tangle of pubic hair. No knickers.

I took a sip of wine and moved her foot so it rested on my cock. Her toes wiggled. I moved my foot slowly down her crotch until warmth and dampness could be felt. She was soaking. By moving my toes I could make her breath gasp lightly. I carressed with my foot, toes slowly wiggling. She gently pushed her wet pussy onto my foot. I could slide my toes right up the crack and into the hair and back down again. She held het fork in her right hand and held the table with her left. We had a pattern. Up, down and wiggle in her pussy juices, my toes flicking across the top of her clitoris, her breathing slightly faster, her mouth a little open and still we hadn't spoken a word. her nipples were hard and pushing against the blouse. Her subtle pelvic movements pushed her cunt onto my foot, each of my toes wrapped in delicious wetness, my cock straining upwards and wanting to be in with my toes, wiggling, burying myself, relieving. She looked at me. Straight at me. Into me. Pushing firmer, not faster just firmer, looking quietly as tho she was in another place but still there. Her mouth opening slightly to help breathe. Her foot on my cock was now still. A small quiver was running through her. I could feel it emanate and resonate on my toes, wet with cunt juice, in heaven. Then she came. She just sat still. The only part of her that moved was her cunt. From deep within her I could feel the heat and the intensity as she pushed her cunt onto my toes. Her eyes glazed slightly but didn't stop looking at mine. Then she shook a lttle, dropped her eyes and said thank you so quietly I barely heard it.

I was ready to explode. It was the sexiest experience I had ever had and there I was shoeless and a great erection that needed relief. I released my foot from that lovely damp cunt and rubbed the toes juices onto my hand and onto my cock under the table. I stood and went to the bathroom where I released my aching cock, stroked it gripping tight and threw a huge wad of semen all over the back wall of the cubicle.

When I returned to the table she had gone. Perhaps I will bump into her in some other restaurant one day.