I was sent very clear guidelines, rules and instructions during our pre-meet chats. In summary though, I was to follow the pre-written instruction and only deviate when she gave verbal instructions to the contrary. I was not allowed to talk at all. My only allowable form of communication was to snap my fingers if I needed proceedings to pause.

We met at the restaurant as agreed. Not in the traditional way though. They booked a table right beside the entrance in a window table. My instruction was to walk in behind someone else, duck the left when those in front of me were led to their table and dive under the (to the floor) tablecloth of the first window table.

I obeyed. With my pulse racing I nervously queued behind the couple in front of me waiting to be seated. As they were directed to their table, I went to make my dash but was instantly halted by someone else asking if I’d booked. Thinking on my feet I pointed to the back of the restaurant to a large table and said I was with them. I was waived in and headed to the back. I did a large circle around, sat down on the table I was supposed to be at, winked at her and slid off the chair and under the tablecloth.

I was immediately met with her wide-open legs showing her knickerless pussy. I followed earlier instructions and crawled between her legs. As I got close, her hand grabbed my hair and forced my face into her pussy and I got to work. My job was to lick and finger her throughout the duration of their meal.

Through an hour of moans, thrusts, hair grabbing and tremors, she finished her meal leaving the seat soaked, floor wet and my tongue all worn out. They paid the bill, got up and left, leaving me under the table all alone. After I few minutes I heard staff clearing the table and no other option just crawled out, stood up and walked out to background shouts of “what the fuck” from the staff. I then headed to the bar as instructed.

I found them sat at a booth table. As I approached she got up to allow me to scoot to the back. There I had one task. Reach down and play with her exposed clit. I was told to keep it slow and gentle to ensure she stayed sopping wet. I obliged. As I sipped my coke with one hand, the other was busy keeping her hot, wet and ready.              

One drink and it was time to take this to the next level. Back to the hotel room I’d pre-booked. In the lift up to the room I was reminded of my role. Into the room and we all stripped. I got on all fours and crawled over to her as instructed and, as under the table, she grabbed my hair and pulled me in. With tongue and fingers, I got her sopping wet and moaning. He got on the bed behind her and started to massage her shoulders leaning round to kiss her passionately as only lovers do.

She was soon laid back on the bed, I was was pushed away and he moved between her legs and slid himself inside her. I knew my role now. I held her outstretched leg and stuck her toes in my mouth. As he slowly fucked her, I sucked and licked her toes, taking each one in my mouth, gently licking around them as I sucked. She moaned and writhed until they both came.

As soon as he rolled off my job was to lick her clean. As she reached round, grabbing his cock and slowly working to keep him him hard for round two, I licked her clean, swallowing every drop. Once clean with every drop of his cum swallowed I got to work on her clit, teasing, flicking, circling with my tongue. She soon threw her head back moaning, exciting him for round two…

Dedicated to Carmela