Last night my wife and I went out for our anniversary dinner (18!) to a very nice resturant. It was a 6 course meal with carefully selected wines for each course. We are enjoying ourselves emensely in this very romantic setting.
Eventually, the conversation got a little risque. We were both getting very aroused. My wife leaned across the table and whispered, "I want to taste you right now."
I didn't think she was serious and meant that literally but she assured me she was and did. She told me that she wanted me to unzip my pants under the table, rub my finger across my cock and then slip it into her mouth. After she again told me she is very serious, I obliged. It wasn't easy to manage but I did. She was really getting turned on by all of this. She was licking the precum from my fingers very seductively. Whenever I was in the process of retrieving more, she would run her tongue around the lip of her little desert wine glass. All this in a resturant! I made her promise that when we were in the car, she would provide me the same treat. (Panty hose prevented a more immediate opportunity.)
We took the long way home. There was plenty of dipping and tasting along the way. When we got home, there was plenty of sampling directly from the source!
I think I have the inspiration for another Mr. Neb story!
Eventually, the conversation got a little risque. We were both getting very aroused. My wife leaned across the table and whispered, "I want to taste you right now."
I didn't think she was serious and meant that literally but she assured me she was and did. She told me that she wanted me to unzip my pants under the table, rub my finger across my cock and then slip it into her mouth. After she again told me she is very serious, I obliged. It wasn't easy to manage but I did. She was really getting turned on by all of this. She was licking the precum from my fingers very seductively. Whenever I was in the process of retrieving more, she would run her tongue around the lip of her little desert wine glass. All this in a resturant! I made her promise that when we were in the car, she would provide me the same treat. (Panty hose prevented a more immediate opportunity.)
We took the long way home. There was plenty of dipping and tasting along the way. When we got home, there was plenty of sampling directly from the source!
I think I have the inspiration for another Mr. Neb story!
