An exciting request!
I had a very lively and interesting chat today with a man I shall call 'M'. It was interesting as he is Italian and I am Italian and we mainly chatted in English. But more importantly, he had a very interesting proposition to make concerning a dinner date. I did tell him I would write about it so I am not being disloyal. I would never write something if the person involved was against it or it was not flattering for them. So he does know I am writing this and is quite excited that I am.
Well this dinner date happens here in Rome. 'M' takes me to a very nice restaurant, where the food is good and the atmosphere is romantic. Before entering the resaurant he wants to pay my escort fee.
On entering the restaurant he wants me to flirt with anyone who is around. He wants me to make eye contact with people and to act as if I am not interested in him. This could be difficult as I enjoy food and I like to chat about the food when I am eating and I also become very contented and happy when good food is on the table before me.
I forgot to mention that I am not wearing knickers and my boobs are quite evident. I do have nice boobs, so men tell me, they are 36DD. They often catch the eye! And poke the eye!
'M' tries to make interesting conversation but I ignore him. As I do this I make sure that my legs are slightly ajar so that a suitable man can take a look between my legs. These kinds of events are difficult to orchestrate but it does seem fairly easy to find a willing Italian man whatever the situation.
'M' is hoping or maybe he has planned it, that a man becomes interested in the views he is being offered. 'M' continues to make polite conversation but is making little impact on me as I have my interests elsewhere. The man, who has taken a sparkle to me, then rises in more ways than one and moves off to the toilets. After a few seconds I apologise to 'M' and tell him that I need the 'Ladies'.
The loos have a common door that both sexes have to enter before dividing into two sections. There is a wash basin in the middle of these two doors and the man is washing his hands near the disabled toilet. As he sees me he smiles and pulls me inside the disabled toilet. It is a large area. He immediately removes my bra and puts it into his pocket. He then sucks my breast gently as his hands move to my crotch which is already wet and welcoming. He slides two fingers inside and I suddenly have a nice feeling from my fanny to my stomach. He kisses my neck gently and I shudder. We then stop and make ourselves presentable before moving back into the restaurant.
The man tells me to wait and then enters the restaurant moving towards 'M'. As he nears 'M' he speaks and he moves his fingers, the ones that have been inside me, over 'M's nose and then he presents him with my bra.
As he returns to his table I sit back down opposite 'M' and start tucking into the food still on my plate. 'M' never mentions the man and simply carries on his boring conversation that we were having prior to the toilet trip. I keep my eyes on the man who I had been to the toilet with. He is looking my way and I move my legs so he can view my fanny. He smiles.
'M' suddenly asks for the bill as if he wants to leave. He is agitated but excited. He goes to take my hand and I remove it.
'Let's go' he says.
'Not yet' I reply.
'I want to go now' he pleads.
'I'm not ready.'
'When will you be ready.'
'Maybe never!'
'Don't you like me.'
'Not much'
'But I paid you to have dinner with me!'
'I've had dinner and it was really nice. Thank you.'
'So that's it then.'
'I like to be full up'
'What's that mean?'
'Well I know somebody who is very able to fill me up and I am afraid that man is not you.'
I then wave at the man from the toilet and beckon him. At first he is confused but quickly comprehends the situation and comes towards 'M' and me.
As I leave the restaurant with the man I turn to 'M' and say.
'Thanks for the dinner. Let's do it again!'
I had a very lively and interesting chat today with a man I shall call 'M'. It was interesting as he is Italian and I am Italian and we mainly chatted in English. But more importantly, he had a very interesting proposition to make concerning a dinner date. I did tell him I would write about it so I am not being disloyal. I would never write something if the person involved was against it or it was not flattering for them. So he does know I am writing this and is quite excited that I am.
Well this dinner date happens here in Rome. 'M' takes me to a very nice restaurant, where the food is good and the atmosphere is romantic. Before entering the resaurant he wants to pay my escort fee.
On entering the restaurant he wants me to flirt with anyone who is around. He wants me to make eye contact with people and to act as if I am not interested in him. This could be difficult as I enjoy food and I like to chat about the food when I am eating and I also become very contented and happy when good food is on the table before me.
I forgot to mention that I am not wearing knickers and my boobs are quite evident. I do have nice boobs, so men tell me, they are 36DD. They often catch the eye! And poke the eye!
'M' tries to make interesting conversation but I ignore him. As I do this I make sure that my legs are slightly ajar so that a suitable man can take a look between my legs. These kinds of events are difficult to orchestrate but it does seem fairly easy to find a willing Italian man whatever the situation.
'M' is hoping or maybe he has planned it, that a man becomes interested in the views he is being offered. 'M' continues to make polite conversation but is making little impact on me as I have my interests elsewhere. The man, who has taken a sparkle to me, then rises in more ways than one and moves off to the toilets. After a few seconds I apologise to 'M' and tell him that I need the 'Ladies'.
The loos have a common door that both sexes have to enter before dividing into two sections. There is a wash basin in the middle of these two doors and the man is washing his hands near the disabled toilet. As he sees me he smiles and pulls me inside the disabled toilet. It is a large area. He immediately removes my bra and puts it into his pocket. He then sucks my breast gently as his hands move to my crotch which is already wet and welcoming. He slides two fingers inside and I suddenly have a nice feeling from my fanny to my stomach. He kisses my neck gently and I shudder. We then stop and make ourselves presentable before moving back into the restaurant.
The man tells me to wait and then enters the restaurant moving towards 'M'. As he nears 'M' he speaks and he moves his fingers, the ones that have been inside me, over 'M's nose and then he presents him with my bra.
As he returns to his table I sit back down opposite 'M' and start tucking into the food still on my plate. 'M' never mentions the man and simply carries on his boring conversation that we were having prior to the toilet trip. I keep my eyes on the man who I had been to the toilet with. He is looking my way and I move my legs so he can view my fanny. He smiles.
'M' suddenly asks for the bill as if he wants to leave. He is agitated but excited. He goes to take my hand and I remove it.
'Let's go' he says.
'Not yet' I reply.
'I want to go now' he pleads.
'I'm not ready.'
'When will you be ready.'
'Maybe never!'
'Don't you like me.'
'Not much'
'But I paid you to have dinner with me!'
'I've had dinner and it was really nice. Thank you.'
'So that's it then.'
'I like to be full up'
'What's that mean?'
'Well I know somebody who is very able to fill me up and I am afraid that man is not you.'
I then wave at the man from the toilet and beckon him. At first he is confused but quickly comprehends the situation and comes towards 'M' and me.
As I leave the restaurant with the man I turn to 'M' and say.
'Thanks for the dinner. Let's do it again!'
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well as you know this kind of 'dates' are often more exciting of a boring standard sexual meeting... i love the situations where nothing is 'under control'. Maybe next time i'll be' able to get you (or maybe not, who knows..?).
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P.s. You forgot to mention that I 'looked through' your boobs all dinner long !
I know you did but I would never let you touch them!
RispondiEliminaI'd love to be the man you went off with and made passionate sex to! I know you are incredible and I long to have you in my arms, where we can kiss, and of course 'fuck'!
RispondiElimina