Feb
5th
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“Don’t worry, I’ll get it,” Ben said, surveying the carpet. “It must have gone under the table.” Before I knew it he’d disappeared, sliding under the floor-length tablecloth in seconds.
“Have you found it?” I asked, and then caught my breath as I felt his hand trace its way underneath my skirt and up my thigh. “What are you doing?” I whispered urgently, looking around the restaurant to see if anyone was looking. The relatively small number of diners seemed to be uninterested, and the waiters were all in the kitchen.
Ben didn’t reply. Instead he pushed my skirt up to my waist, and his fingers began to pry my panties to the side…
This is an excerpt from Eating Out, an erotic story available exclusively at For The Girls.
