Arousal
Sitting in a restaurant and dining alone. The meal was fine until I was hit with the most heightened state of arousal from absolutely….nothing. Not thoughts of he, for he hasn’t even entered my mind. It’s everything about me. All I want to do is touch myself. My hand slides behind my neck for the simplest yet most seductive caress. I caught a whiff of my perfume as I brought my hand down. I inhaled deeply and sighed as it overtook my senses. That smell was intoxicatingly delicious. I let my finger tips graze the back of my hand and relish in the sweetness of the delicate touch. I slide my fingers up my forearm and shiver at the bite of my fingernails as I slide them back down. Leaning across the table for the pepper made my nipples brush against the edge. Mmm, I didn’t realize they were so sensitive right now. I had to stop myself from moaning out loud while reaching down to give my breasts the firm squeezes they so desired. My nipples were rock hard, begging for attention. I brushed them against the table again, just for a little tease. They somehow got harder and I felt an intense throbbing start between my legs. I licked my lips. They felt so soft and plump. I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth and gently bit down. I licked my lips again. They tasted better than the Monte Cristo sandwich I was eating. I dropped one hand to my lap and caressed my thigh. Pretending to adjust the back of my shirt gave me the opportunity to feel my ass. I gave it a little squeeze. My hand went back to my thigh, caressing and squeezing. It could stay there for a while. I picked up the first half of my sandwich, dunking it into the sweet mustard sauce. Got some on my thumb. I flicked my tongue out to catch the tasty topping. My hand squeezed my thigh as I sucked my thumb into my mouth. I flicked my tongue over it while sucking at the same time. I started to close my eyes but quickly pulled my thumb out of my mouth. I was in public; I couldn’t give my thumb fellatio. I licked my lips again. My hand had crept to my upper thigh. It was itching to ease the throbbing but I wouldn’t let it. I forced my hand down to my knee. It crept back up. That treasure was just too irresistible. I crossed my legs to keep my hand at bay. Mistake. Crossing my legs put pressure between them. The throbbing intensified. I tightened the muscles of my inner thighs, applying more pressure. I relaxed my muscles and tightened them again, letting my thighs do what my hand couldn’t. I continued to tease myself as I ate, wondering if anyone could tell how aroused I was and that I was teasing my own body. It wasn’t long before the teasing became too much. I had to get out of this restaurant. My body was screaming at me to touch, squeeze, caress, lick and bite every reachable spot.
“Check, please.”
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