get her tied down with her legs
spread open. I bet her pussy would be so creamy.” Lillian licked her lips.
Her words were not helping his state of arousal.
“We’re not here to pick a woman up.”
“Charlotte’s not just any woman to you. She’s
something.”
Sipping his wine, he glanced to his friend. Lillian
was a great friend. He’d helped her with her fitness center, and he got free
membership for his help.
“She’s nothing.”
“So, if I was to lure her to the dark side, you wouldn’t
have a problem?”
The denial was on his lips, but he couldn’t bring
himself to say otherwise. Gritting his teeth, he wondered how long Charlotte
and Susan would be.
“ It’s okay, Bryan. I’ll keep
my hands off.” She tapped his arm.
Before he could say anything more, both women
returned, taking a seat. The blue dress on Charlotte brought out the dark brown
of her eyes and the paleness of her skin. She’d go a nice red really easily.
Her ringlet curls showed him how long her hair actually was.
He imagined easily wrapping her hair around his fist.
“Bryan, I’d stop thinking that way if I was you.”
Lillian leaned on him, putting her hand to his cock. He was hard as fucking
rock. “Someone might notice this.”
Cupping her hand, he placed it on his thigh smiling across
the table. Charlotte had finally turned her pretty eyes onto him. He lifted his
glass, and she averted her gaze once again.
Bryan didn’t understand why he wanted her gaze on him
so damn badly.
Conversation picked up, and he noticed she only
answered when she needed to. The waiter came to take their orders.
Any enthusiasm Charlotte showed had vanished. Susan
looked worried as her gaze kept going to Charlotte. Daniel tried to draw her
out, talking about his work, and her own.
Didn’t any of them see that she was bored?
Daniel bored her, but he also made her uncomfortable.
Their food came, and Bryan couldn’t take his eyes off Charlotte.
She cut into the chicken, taking a bite. Her lips were lovely and full.
“You’re drooling,” Lillian said.
“Shut up.” He had steak and potatoes for the night.
Lillian had a woman waiting back at her place for her. It was one of the
reasons why he’d asked for Lillian to go with him tonight. Brandie was becoming
too attached. She’d called and texted him throughout the week. He was pulling
back from the other woman until she got the message that nothing else was going
to happen.
Staring at Charlotte, he saw her smile at Daniel. When
he placed his hand on her thigh in a move that wasn’t very intimate, she jerked
back in her chair. The whole table grew silent. Her cheeks went a lovely shade
of strawberry red.
“Erm, I’m going to, erm, I’m going to go and get some
air.” She pointed toward the doors that led out onto the patio.
“Do you want me to come with you?” Daniel said.
“No, stay here and enjoy your meal.” She smiled at the
table, moving toward the doors.
“Poor girl,” Lillian said.
Bryan tapped his foot, watching the door.
“Is she okay?” Daniel asked.
“If you’d not tried to grope her she’d have been
perfectly fine.” Wiping his lips on the napkin, Bryan stood. “I’m going to go
and see her.”
Leaving the table before any of them got a chance to
stop him, he walked out of the door. She was standing away
from the door, with her arms crossed underneath her tits. Her head was tilted
back, looking up at the sky.
“Are you all right?” he asked, moving to her side.
She gasped, turning to face him. “What? Yes, I’m fine.
I’m just being silly really.”
“I don’t think it’s silly. You didn’t want him
touching you.”
Charlotte chuckled. The sound was nothing close to
amused. “I’m not usually the kind of woman to make a scene.”
“A scene wasn’t made. You wanted some fresh air. Every
woman can have as much time away from the dinner table as they want.”
She stepped back, leaning against the wall. “I’m not
used to this.