I quickly scrawl a note on it from my lap and fold it.‘Honey, I’m just off to the ladies’ I say to him standing up and striding toward your tabl.... Our eyes lock together and spark with mutual lust. As I pass I drop the napkin, seeing it land on your lap, as though the words ‘Follow me’ written on it were intended more for your cock than for you. As I turn the corner I hear your chair scrape the floor and I know your coming, and as you reach the corner I open the door of the ladies room and give. .." Ivy's hands thumped against her thighs in frustration.A vacation. No fucking, or sexy men. Sand, margaritas, and peaceful relaxation.A new Mercedes pulled up beside her, and she admired the sleek lines of the black car. Fancy rims and gleaming headlights added to the allure. Ivy craned her head to check the rear startling when the passenger-side window rolled down. ZAYN and Sia's Dusk Till Dawn filled the air, and she relaxed in the seat singing along. The driver must be waiting for an. I knew there was a damp patch on the front of my panties. I didn't know why, though I suspected it was connected to my pain, but my secret place was often damp these days.He looked into my face and smiled. Then he looked carefully at my secret place. My heart was hammering. I could feel the blood pounding in my ears. I could feel the blood pounding in my secret place, too. I could almost feel it throbbing in time to my heartbeat.Then, before I could do or say anything, he'd lowered her head and. Instead of chase other skirts." What?! Well fu---" and he struck his arm across the table to grab me. I immediately found a way to turn have at his wrist (which was very hairy by the way! I love hairy men!!) and twist it partially towards his back. I couldn't get it very far since I was across the table."Ow. Shit!" he muttered to himself."Why don't we just calm it all down now? Willy, I wouldn't want you to be upset. Relax. Relax."It was the perfect distraction as I slipped something "special".