Sex on the menu

“I wasn’t flirting. I was being friendly and polite. There’s a difference”
“I think I know the difference, and that looked like flirting to me”

Sonia and Alan were out at their favourite restaurant to celebrate her birthday, but things weren’t exactly going according to plan. In her opinion he was being far too friendly with the waitress. And what made things worse was the way the leggings and tight black top showed off her lean figure, especially her long legs which went all the way up to her nice tight arse.

As she watched her husband being “friendly and polite” with the waitress, Sonia couldn’t help admitting to herself that she was a very attractive woman, with a very winning smile. Not wanting to make a scene she smiled back as the waitress took her order.

After a couple of minutes of awkward silence the waitress (or Helen as she told Alan when he asked her name) came back to change their cutlery to match their menu choices. As she laid out Sonia’s soup spoon she steadied herself by putting her hand on the back of her chair. With the spoon in place she stood up and Sonia felt her fingers run up her exposed back. It was very gentle and could have been accidental contact, but there was just something about the touch that affected Sonia.

When she returned with the first courses Helen was all smiles and flashing eyes with both of them. As she put Sonia’s soup on the table, she said “I hope you don’t mind me saying, but I love that dress”
“Thank you”. To her astonishment Sonia felt herself blush. She had certainly worn the dress in the hope of making an impact. It was a short clingy black number with no back to it. But the aim had been to excite Alan.
She left them to their meal.
“Now who’s flirting?”
“What do you mean? I just accepted her compliment”
“You blushed!”
“Don’t be ridiculous. She’s a woman, in case you hadn’t noticed”

The conversation was cut short by the return of its subject to clear away the dishes.
“Everything OK for you?”
“Everything’s lovely, thanks” smiled Sonia, as Helen leaned in very close to collect her empty soup bowl. So close in fact that their arms made the slightest of contacts. Sonia shivered and goosebumps erupted on her arms.
“Oh dear, are you cold without sleeves?” asked Helen, running her hand up Sonia’s bare arm.
“Oh, err, no. I’m fine thanks” stammered Sonia, now feeling very unsure of herself.

Alan just smiled a knowing smile at her across the table, as she struggled to make sense of what she was feeling. She had met and chatted with lots of very attractive women in the past, but none of them had made her feel like this, whatever “this” was. She didn’t even know for certain that there had been anything in the touches from the waitress, but part of her had to admit that she hoped there was.

Just as Alan excused himself to go to the gents, Helen returned with the main courses. Taking the opportunity of having Sonia to herself, she leaned down and whispered in her ear “I hope your husband doesn’t mind me flirting with you, but you look very desirable in that dress.” As she finished whispering she planted the lightest of kisses on Sonia’s earlobe. It happened very quickly, so nobody else in the restaurant would have noticed. And with that Helen was off again.
“You Ok?” asked Alan on his return
“What? Oh. Yes” she lied. How could she admit to her husband that the waitress had just kissed her ear very gently and that it had caused her to go damp between the legs?
“Are you sure you’re not cold?” he asked, staring openly at her nipples which were poking through the tight thin material of her dress. Sonia’s breasts were small and pert enough to not need a bra, and this was now perfectly obvious to anybody who cared to look.

For the second time that evening Sonia blushed. Under pressure from Alan’s quizzical look she told him what Helen had said to her. “Really? Bloody hell. Why would I mind?”
“You mean you don’t?”
“Of course not. God, that is so horny”
“What should I do?”
“Let’s play it by ear, and see what happens. She may just be all talk”

Playing it by ear wasn’t apparently Helen’s style and when she returned to the table she asked Sonia outright whether Alan minded. For a moment both of them sat open mouthed in astonishment before Alan confirmed that he didn’t mind at all!

“I finish in half an hour if you both fancy going and getting a drink after? Or either of you on your own” she added with a wink at Sonia.
“Sure” said Sonia, her instincts taking over from her judgement.

After a half hour that seemed to last considerably longer, Alan and Sonia met up with Helen in the restaurant lobby. She seemed far more relaxed than either of them felt, as she edged in between them and put an arm round both of their waists to lead them outside. It was still reasonably warm out, and the bar that Helen had suggested wasn’t far, so they walked rather than getting a taxi. Helen made sure there were no awkward silences, and they chatted away like old friends until they got the bar.

Once inside the girls sent Alan to the bar and went and sat down at a corner table. Helen snuggled up close to Sonia as they sat down. “You really have got lovely legs” she said “and they feel as nice as they look”. Sonia had never had another woman touch her thigh like this, and here was a woman she barely knew doing it in a public bar. She couldn’t remember ever feeling this turned on. Glancing nervously at Helen she reached out and rested her own hand on her leg.

“Do it like you mean it” smiled Helen, and Sonia smiled back and started to stoke up and down her thigh, her hand edging towards her inner thigh, sliding further and further upwards. In doing this she was basically mimicking Helen, whose hand had now reached her stocking tops.

“You two haven’t wasted any time” said Alan as he put the drinks down on the table. The bulge in his trousers was very obvious, and Helen of course commented on how impressive it looked. They all drank fairly quickly, the girls never taking their hands from each other’s thighs. Alan and Sonia didn’t need much persuasion to leave after just one drink to go somewhere more private, that somewhere being Helen’s flat which was just around the corner.
They walked the short distance to her place with their arms round each other, Sonia in the middle. Once they got there Helen pointed Alan in the direction of the drinks cabinet and both woman ordered their drinks. While he was sorting refreshments, Helen moved in behind Sonia and put her arms round her waist pulling her back so their bodies were pressed closely together. Sonia could feel Helen’s breasts pressing against her back, and the pressure of her hands as they started to work down her hips. She moaned softly and tilted her head back as Helen nibbled gently at her neck.

Alan looked up from pouring drinks just as Helen’s hands got to the hem of Sonia’s short dress and started to ease it up, exposing her stocking tops and suspender belt to view. He was delighted to see that Sonia had nothing else on under her dress. She knew how much it turned him on when she went out without wearing underwear. Helen didn’t stop there, and soon she was pulling the dress off over Sonia’s head, leaving her standing there practically naked. She gasped once more as Helen’s fingers traced around her nipples before gently pinching them to full erection, while at the same time kissing her back and shoulders.

Alan watched all of this in delighted amazement, unsure what to do with himself. Following his instincts he started to undress without ever taking his eyes off the scene that was unfolding in front of him. Sonia’s eyes were closed as she enjoyed the sensations that Helen was producing in her.

As Alan removed his boxers, exposing his rock hard cock, Helen said “I feel a little overdressed here. Either of you care to help?” In unison they nodded dumbly, and moved to stand either side of her. Between them they swiftly pulled her tight black top off over her head, and as Sonia got to work unfastening her lacy black bra, Alan knelt in front of her and pulled her leggings down. He had helped her to step out of them and was kissing the front of her panties by the time Sonia’s fumbling fingers had managed to undo the bra.

Alan kept kissing and licking between Helen’s legs as her pulled her panties down, leaving her completely naked. Sonia was now feeling very uncertain about what to do next and stood there watching and admiring her new friend’s body.
Helen turned her head and smiled at her. “Why don’t we all move over to the bed?” she suggested. As Alan sat on the edge of the bed Sonia knelt in front of him and started to ease the head of his cock into her mouth, while Helen knelt beside her and kissed her neck as her fingers began to tease her clit, lubricating it with the juices that were already spreading from her pussy. Sonia grabbed the base of Alan’s cock and offered the head to Helen, who need no second invitation and started to suck greedily at it. Sonia claimed his cock back and lowered her mouth onto it again as Helen started to lick his balls, then slowly lick up the base of his shaft. Soon Sonia could feel Helen’s tongue against her lips as her mouth moved up and down his hard dick. The next moment the two women were kissing each other with Alan’s helmet in between them. In spite of the circumstances Sonia couldn’t help thinking it was slightly strange that the first time she had kissed a woman in anything other than a platonic manner, was with her husband’s cock in between them.

As their kiss became more passionate Alan’s cock slid from between their lips, allowing their mouths to come together properly. As he watched them he eased his way up the bed until he was lying flat on his back. Noticing this movement Sonia broke away from her kiss with Helen and straddled him, lowering herself slowly onto his erection, loving the sensation as he slid slowly inside her, pressing against the moist walls of her pussy. She started to ride him very slowly, and Helen knelt beside them, using her fingers to feel his cock as it slid in and out of Sonia and then to tease her clit. At the same time she used her tongue to tease Sonia’s nipples, relishing their hardness as she flicked at them and sucked them into her mouth. Continuing to pleasure Sonia’s breasts with her spare hand she started to kiss her neck and ears.

As Sonia started to ride Alan harder and faster she turned her head to kiss Helen once more, their tongues now working feverishly as their lips pressed bruisingly together. It was all too much for Sonia, her body tensing and her back arching as a massive orgasm engulfed her. She couldn’t ever remember experiencing a sensation like it.

In spite of all that had already happened that evening she was strangely reluctant to see Alan fuck Helen, so she suggested that Helen lay back on the bed and let the two of them play with her. She seemed happy with this suggestion and laid back as Sonia inserted two fingers into her pussy and started to slide them vigorously in and out, while she and Alan each sucked on one of Helen’s breasts.

Helen’s hips were starting to buck now as she approached climax. As she got closer and closer her hand which had been slowly wanking Alan moved faster and faster. Finally she let out a huge moan and shuddered to orgasm. Her hand kept working at Alan’s cock and it wasn’t long before he was spurting cum all over her tits and Sonia’s face as she continued to suck and lick at them.

Finally they all flopped down on the bed, Sonia happily resting her head against the nape of Helen’s neck, her arm flopped casually across her, and feeling Alan pressing against her back. It had definitely been a meal to remember.