1. My History with Brandy, Chapter 2


    Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Tribius, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    up directly at my groin as I approached. The startled look on her face registered as she looked up into my face, where I gave her a smile. Recognizing that I had caught her, she gave me a big smile, and a quick raise of the eyebrow. I saw her husband begin to turn to look at whomever had caught her attention, but I was already passing by then, and made my way to the restroom. Inside, I approached the urinal and unzipped my slacks to fish my rod from its uncomfortable position and find relief from the pressure that had built in my bladder. That job wasn't easy in itself, and required some calisthenics to get my hard dick out of my trousers. Brandy's playing had had quite an effect on me, and I had a cool area of wet pre-cum inside my boxers. Then I had to wait for my erection to subside enough to allow me to pee. Fortunately, my urgency was assisted by need, and I had soon finished my business, and returned to the table. Brandy was calmly sipping her wine, and smiled at me as I returned. "You're lucky you returned when you did! I was thinking of getting started without you!" With that, she brought her hand from under the table, and gave the tip go her finger a little lick. "Mmmmmm," she said, extending her hand toward my face. Leaning forward, I inhaled the unmistakably intoxicating aroma of her essence, causing my head to literally spin. She offered the finger to me, and I took her hand and drew the long, sexy digit into my mouth, sucking it up to the first knuckle, and ...
    caressing it with my tongue. Her taste brought visions of past events, and I immediately began to stiffen inside my slacks once again. She replaced her hand on the table, and her bare foot at my crotch. "Now get that cock out for me, or I'll go get it." I had no desire to do anything but comply, so I draped the tablecloth back over my hips, and unzipped my pants. Reaching inside, I grasped my warm, very erect penis and drew it through the fly. Taking her foot in my other hand, I placed it firmly against my hard member. "Mmmmm, that's what I wanted," she said with satisfaction. Truth be told, I was used to stunts like this from her. As I said before, our lack of inhibition often made for some exceptionally erotic times. Still, trying to eat a succulent dinner, carry on conversation, and interact normally with restaurant staff while getting a foot job under the table certainly was not an easy task. As promised, the meal was fabulous, and truthfully, the best steak I'd ever eaten. We'd killed the bottle of cab, and ordered a Sauternes to the delight of the sommelier. As we sipped, Brandy removed her other shoe, and had placed that foot at my crotch as well. "My my," she remarked, "you're very worked-up, Stephen. You're leaking all over that beautiful cock of yours!" I could only smile at her as I tried to maintain a calm exterior while my entire being wanted to throw her on the table and pound her for all I was worth. Running the soft instep of her foot over and around the head, she ...