could tell Hamilton was enjoying it. It made me wonder if he didn’t deliberately want me to feel like a hooker, after the conversation I had had with him when I first met him.
We took a seat and I nearly jumped out of it when Hamilton started fingering me when the waitress walked up to us.
“Do you guys know what you want or do you need a minute?” She barked at us.
“Give us a few minutes please.” Hamilton grinned at her as he continued his finger play.
“Omg, what are you doing. I squirmed in my seat, only making it worse as now his hand was firmly under my pussy.
“I’m playing. I thought that was what you wanted?” He whispered in my ear.
“Hamilton, you can not so this here. We are in a public restaurant.” It was slightly overcast in the room and there were long table clothes on the tables but I was still scared someone would know what was going on.
“Okay, I’ll stop.”
“Thank you.”
“Under one condition.” He stared at me.
“What?” I groaned, wondering if he was going to have me go under the table and suck him off.
“Sit on my lap.”
“Huh?” I look at him confused.
“I just want to hold you in my lap and hug you for a second, is that okay?” He looked at me innocently. I wondered once again if he was mental.
“Uh sure, okay.” I get up and sit in his lap and give him a hug.
“Turn around.” He whispers.
“Okay.” I sit with my back to him and he puts his arms around my waist. I can feel his hardness pressing into me. I squirm a little on his lap because it feels good.
“Oh you little minx”. Next thing I know Hamilton has reached down and undid his zipper.
I gasp, “What are you doing?”
“What you wanted me to do Jenny.” He whispers into my ear as I feel him lift up the back of my skirt. “Bend forward a little.”
I do as he asks without thinking and I groan when I feel him enter me.
“Rock back and forth.” He commands me, using the arms my waist to start the movement for me.
“I can’t,” I groan. “There are people here.”
“No-one knows Jenny. Pretend you are excited about something.”
“Uhm, okay.” I find myself laughing and giggling for effect while bouncing around on his lap, his cock hitting my spot consistently and I could feel the pressure mounting,
“Oh my gosh, I’m going to…’ I start to moan but stop immediately as I see the waitress back in front of us. Shit.
“So have you two lovebirds decided as yet?” I think for a minute she knows but then realize she actually does think we are just a couple happy in love.
“I’ll have the steak,” Hamilton says calmly as his fingers play with my clit.
I try to ignore the mounting pleasure to place my order. “Oh, Oh, I’ll have the steak too,” I rush my words quickly as I feel Hamilton lift me up and down on his cock.
“Okay,” the waitress walks away, and not a minute later, I feel myself climaxing on top of Hamilton. I go to get off of him and he stops me.
“I’m about to come as