leaned in casually as if he were going to whisper or talk into her ear. His position allowed him to drop his hand into her lap. He then carefully and slowly worked it under her skirt, pushing it up a bit.
He spoke softly, “I’m so glad you came out with me dressed like this. It’s exactly how I want you to be with me.” His fingers slid along the lips of her pussy, feeling how wet she was. “I always want to have access to this amazing and wet cunt of yours.”
Charles then got one finger inside her, moving it back and forth, even tracing it over her clit. Jenni was trying to maintain her composure; she was excited, scared, and horny. None of her previous sexual partners had ever made her feel like this while out in public.
“You like making yourself available to me, don’t you,” he whispered, as he felt Jenni shudder.
“Yes I do,” Jenni admitted. She had no idea where this was going but she realized once again she had lost control. Just being close to him made her feel out of control and the fingers in her wet sex were pushing her over the edge. She felt like she could climax very easily right here in public. He then slid a second finger in her hot pussy.
“I should make you come right now, perhaps make you scream right here in public.”
“No, Charles, please don’t,” she pleaded; she really did want to come back for more sushi some time. She wanted him to stop and yet wanted him to keep going. This man was having an affect on her like no one ever had.
“I will let you go if you agree to do what I want for the rest of the evening—to surrender totally to my control.”
Jenni hesitated; what did ‘surrender totally’ mean? Perhaps he was only playing around, he wouldn’t actually cause a scene in public would he? But Charles sensed her hesitation and began moving his fingers even faster inside her. She stifled a moan but she knew she could not hold out much longer.
“Okay, okay, I agree, please stop,” she whimpered.
“I have your surrender?”
“Yes,” she replied meekly, and Charles slowly removed his fingers.
“Great,” he responded with a big smile. “Let’s finish up and get out of here,” he said, downing the last of his sake.
Jenni’s mind was reeling as they walked back to his car and she had to ask, “Would you really have made me come? We would have been kicked out of there and banned. And I love that restaurant!”
“If we were banned then I would have failed,” he explained. “But I had the utmost confidence you didn’t want that to happen, so I knew you would agree to my terms. Also, there were two parts to what I said—I told you I would make you come, and I said perhaps you would scream in public. If you had challenged me, I would have made you come, but I would have found a way to keep you from screaming out loud—most likely by kissing you and covering your scream with my mouth. So either I would have made you come in a public restaurant, or I would have gotten you to surrender to me. It was a win/win for both of us,” he laughed in that wicked way of his.
“By the way,” he continued, “now is probably a good time to mention I like being dominant. I’m in fact what, in some circles, is referred to as a dom,” he explained, looking at Jenni with that damn grin of his—warm and yet a bit arrogant at the same time.
“Yeah,” she replied wryly, “I may be a bit slow on the uptake but I think I figured that out a few minutes ago when you had a finger jammed up my pussy in public and made me totally surrender to you.”
As she climbed into Charles’s car she wondered exactly what she had gotten herself into.
Chapter Eight
Before he started the car Charles leaned over to Jenni, took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply. He then leaned back so he could look directly into her eyes.
“We will have plenty of time to talk about things later, but tonight I would like to just play, you have surrendered to me tonight and we will have
Suzanne Woods Fisher, Mary Ann Kinsinger