They did not bother hiding it. They would move their legs while in conversation and the robe would slide up a bit also.They had all the tricks prepare... on flirting and to tease a man that's for sure. Who says Japanese women are 2 steps behind the man, humble and a servant? Over the years I found out that the women over there are in charge, they walk two steps behind and holding an invisible leash. The man gives his full pay check to his wife and in return he will get an allowance for drinking. Nathan sat down and adjusted his jacket. "I think you had a little too much fun tonight Liz. I think you should lie down here."He patted his lap. Liz smiled and slid across onto his lap, straddling him and grinding down onto his erection. Nathan restrained himself from moaning and forced himself to stick to his game plan. His normally restrained and well-behaved girlfriend had stepped out of line tonight and he intended to enjoy her punishment. He grabbed a hold of her face and squeezed her. Her mind swirled in a panoply of random thoughts. Prior to this her life had been circumspect. She hadn't taken a lover since college. In her position, even a touch of scandal could destroy her. She had occasionally been referred to as the Ice Queen by a disgruntled wannabe lover but better that than a whore or a slut. In politics the game was as much about destroying the other guy as it was about doing anything for the people. Now here she was, tied to a cross, to be abused by a complete. "You... Me... Us?" He seems almost unsure and frowns at his hands. "Oh? What did you decide?" "That I should leave you alone, but it seems I've already ruined that," he murmurs the end as though he's disappointed with himself. "Again, I'm glad you did," I whisper and smile. We make idle chat through the rest of our meal, me with my salad and he with his chicken tacos. "Jane, I'm not sure what you want this to be. Us, I mean," he says randomly as we wait for the waiter to bring his change. I.