Her eyes oh my god all the lust was beautiful in her eyes.Ghayathri: Enna da pannuraMe: ChummaGhayathri: hhhmm hhhm OKShe kept the paper a side on the...table and started touching my hand and turned towards me. Her thigh was touching mine. There was some change in my tool and I was slowly getting hard. My grip on her was getting tighter. I was staring at her lips and boobs. She saw that.Ghayathri: Enna da venumMe: Nee enna tharanu sonna athu dhanGhayathri: OK inga vaa pakathulaSaying this she. This was the only black tie restaurant in town and wasn’t as classy as I was hoping for. I had never been there before. There was nobody to open the door for us. I was able to get the first set of doors for her but the second was not far enough away and she opened them for me before I could get there.The lights were dim, providing a romantic atmosphere. There was no host and it took a minute for the waiter to get to us. He directed us to our seats and was going to walk away. I stopped him,. I captured his cock between my thighs, just above my knees, and rubbed it gently between them, at the same time, squeezing his arm more firmly into my pussy.Master rolled me to my back and, climbing up between my legs, reached down and brought his cock to my moist slit. He entered me slowly, taking his time to distribute my wetness over his head and shaft. We rocked together, making slow gentle love. Kissing and stroking, he brought me to a soft climax before emptying himself into me. He. It was only as I was letting the Chef out the door I realised I had not seen Jacqui in a few hours. I went behind the bar again and through the door to the back rooms and her office.I knocked on the door and she told me to come in. The office was a glorified, adapted storage room, with a bar table as a desk and a crazy-old looking PC, some boxes of files and the office chair Jacqui was sat in. Today there was also a half-drunk bottle of wine and a glass. Jacqui didn't look happy.“Hey, Jacqui..