Knowing that I couldn’t keep my wits about me under her administrations, I decided to act quickly. I opened my eyes (when had I closed them?) and tu...ged the hem of her shirt, not finding words but wishing to communicate my intentions by gaze. She understood, lifted herself up a bit and removed the shirt. I lifted myself too, slowly bringing my hands to touch those big, soft breasts. After a while, she smiled at me and removed her bra, after which I simply couldn’t resist and took one of those. I stroked and played with his cock, all the while, sat in a crowded restaurant looking to everyone else like a normal couple, just chatting and enjoying our meal.Just as we were finished with the food the waitress came over to see if we were ok."Can I get you anything else?" She enquired.With my hand squeezing his engorged penis, I must have looked like a deer caught in head lights, I could feel myself blushing beetroot red! I let go of him like his rod was burning hot. Tom just very calmly. I knew her pussy was going to be wide open when I raised her skirt. I was about to blow a nut, I was so excited.“Slide all the way out here to the edge, Sybil.”I looked up at her and pulled her feet toward me.She never stopped smiling, as she lifted first one butt cheek, then the other, scooting all the way so her feet were now spread wide apart, resting on the floor - with her butt still resting back against my desktop. I had to get a better look before the phone rings or someone walks by -. The light touches between the two became slow caresses, the casual moments they were alone became smoldering rendezvous, the light brushes on the cheek becoming hot kisses. She responded but then retreated. He retreated to only advance at the next show of weakness.She allowed Eric's teasing to become bold, their foreplay to proceed with few boundaries. What had been "accidental" touches and stolen glimpses became warm hands up a short skirt and a warm mouth on her nipples. He teased her, she.