On the Menu
By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.
The only problem was I wanted it to be Isabel and I, no onlookers, no wait staff, no one but her and I. My brother and I started to talk about closing the restaurant one Sunday evening right after dinner, so that I could ask my future wife that fateful question. My Brother Joe, said that he would prepare our dinners himself and place them on the table, “don’t worry about anything, I do the dishes in the morning, just enjoy yourselves and make that women happy.”
We made plans for the next weekend, I chose our meals, rented a limousine and arrived at about 8:00pm. Joe greeted us, let us in, handed me the keys and said “just lock up behind yourselves.”
Isabel looked at him with that, “huh” look, I just grinned and said we were on our own for the night. Isabel shrugged her shoulders and we found our candlelit table for two by the fireplace, all set in the best china, Champagne bucket at the side, long red tablecloths draped elegantly over the table. “Are we really alone in this joint?” she asked. “Absolutely,” I affirmed to her, “I see one thing missing though, I’ll be right back,” as I headed off to get the main course which included the engagement ring. “Hurry up baby,” I heard as my heart started pounding in my chest. I came back to the table to find Isabel wasn’t anywhere near the table, “Isabel, where are you?” I heard nothing but an “ahem” as I looked down I saw my future wife laying under the table, with the table cloth covering her breasts. She looked up at me and said, “come join me baby, dinner can wait.”
Who was I to argue as I knelt down beside her, she looked absolutely radiant as well as barely dressed. I moved the table cloth to find her completely naked beneath the table, “I am hungry baby, don’t keep me waiting” she said as she grabbed for my pants. Isabel managed to pull open my pants and push me back on my ass before I could protest, she pulled my underwear down and planted her lips on my hardening erection. I could feel her lips doing magical things as she held me in her mouth. When I heard her start to hum and felt the vibrations down below I knew that this was going to be one heck of a night.
The tingling sensation that she was creating was making my erection rock solid, throbbing, rapidly awaiting release. She gripped the head of my member within her teeth as she looked up at me and smiled, she kissed the head and said, “come on baby, join me under the table,” I couldn’t resist, stood up, stripped myself of all of my clothing picked up the ring from the table and placed it between my teeth. When I arrived down below the table, I kissed my way up her legs and left the ring in her belly button. She felt something cold on her stomach as she reached her hand down, “How about some ice for your hand?” I asked. She smiled, and said, “Absolutely baby, now let’s seal the deal.”
She placed the ring on her finger and then pulled me on top of her. I moved my hands up and down her body as if for the first time, I explored her gently as I felt her body start to quiver as her skin broke out into goose bumps. My hands continued to roam closer and closer to the tops of her legs, she opened her legs as my hand made contact with her smooth pubic flesh down below. I looked at Isabel, She grinned, “I had an idea, so I shaved for the occasion.”
It was really nice to feel soft skin instead of hair down below, my hands seemed to play with that area for a while as her breath started to deepen.”
My hand played with the skin, but my fingers delved between her lips, my fingers stroked back and forth, up and down her opening and slowly dropping further down towards the floor. When my finger made contact with her hole she screamed and grabbed for my erection. “I know you don’t want to make me wait for this.”
I took the hint and positioned myself above my future bride, I looked at her,” I love you Isabel.”
She smiled as I placed myself inside of her slowly but as deeply as I could go, “Just wait for our honeymoon” she said as she grabbed my ass to pull me inside. I tried to be as slow and romantic as possible, but her hands kept pulling at me quicker and quicker, harder and harder. She was controlling the pace, she was making it very difficult to slow down. I kind of liked her controlling things, it felt good to have her encourage me to make deep quick thrusts deep inside of her. My erection just seemed to get harder and harder as it traveled further per stroke then normal. She looked at me with this incredible smile, as she dug her nails into my ass flesh as she screamed into her orgasm. Her eyes locked onto mine, clenching me as deep inside of her that I could possibly go, I felt muscles inside of her gripping me, almost milking me.
She refused to let me move, her inner strength and her fingernails refusing to let me slide out of her anymore. Her hands gripped me tightly as she allowed me to move back before she pulled my deep once more. She continued to control this slow pace, with each deep thrust she would keep me there, clenching her inner muscles for a little bit until I was sure to explode inside of her. She looked up at me and I knew she knew I was getting close, she let me slide out further and further until I was almost out of her completely, then she would pull me in as fast as she could. It only took a couple of times before I collapsed on top of her spilling everything I had deep within her. “Wow, that was incredible.”
I said as she giggled and replied, “you think that was good, wait until we come back and eat here.”
I giggled right along with her as I could only imagine sitting down for a dinner at “our table.”
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