Valetines Day surprise

Heidi leaned forward to see why he was so mesmerized. She couldn't believe how well her plan had worked. He looked so hot setting there, exposed, hard and aroused. His pre-cum had made a dark, wet spot on the front of his slacks, further evidence of his arousal.

When the waitress approached their table, Heidi saw Brad shift uncomfortably, crossing his legs to hide his balls from the young woman's view. He also leaned forward crossing his arms in an attempt to hide his erection. Heidi glared at him furiously, and upon seeing her look he quickly sat up straight, dropping his arms to his side. The waitress, noticing his embarrassment, couldn't help seeing the reason for it. Heidi smiled as the young woman stared at her husband's cock sticking up inside his pants. She gave them their menus, then left to get their water.

"Uncross your legs, now." Heidi demanded as soon as the waitress left. "The reason you're here is to show off your cock and balls. Don't try to hide them." She finished angrily. Brad slowly uncrossed his legs, and then grabbed the menu, using it for a shield when the woman returned with their water. Heidi glared at him. They gave their orders to the young woman, who then collected the menus.

As soon as Brad released his menu, the waitress's eyes dropped immediately to his crotch, wanting another look at his hardness. Heidi nearly laughed out loud at the surprised look on the girl's face when she saw his naked balls. She stared for several seconds, turning red, and then abruptly walked away.

"Good job, honey." Heidi complimented him. "Next time she comes over, I want her to see your cock."

"No, Heidi, please," He begged, but when that angry look came over her face, he knew he'd do whatever she wanted. Trying to be discrete, he reached into the open seam below his zipper and pulled his thick length out into the open. Using his thighs, he trapped his cock between them so it wasn't waving about. It looked so red, and it quivered with need as he struggled to hold it clamped between his thighs.

"Thank you, sweetie," Heidi told him.

As they waited for their meal, several other diners walked past their table, and Heidi watched the people's eyes, telling her husband which ones noticed his exposed cock. The waitress made two trips back to check on them, refilling their water and asking them if everything was okay. The girl stared openly at Brad's thick hardness. The head of his cock glistened with sticky pre-cum.

When their meal was ready, the waitress had another girl help her carry the plates out, and the way they both giggled and stared Heidi knew that Brad's exposed penis was a hot topic among the help. She saw her husband blush hotly, but noticed that his cock stayed as hard as ever.

"My husband looks nice tonight, don't you think girls?" Heidi asked the younger women. She guessed both of them to be just out of high school. They giggled nervously.

"Yeah, real nice," one of them finally blurted out.

Brad and Heidi picked at their food, both being too horny to eat. At one point during the meal, Brad's cock popped up from between his legs pointing up from his lap, and Heidi looked around quickly to see if anyone had noticed. A young man seated at a table nearby stared hungrily at Brad's thick penis.

"A guy at the next table saw your cock," Heidi told Brad. "I think he wants you to fuck his ass." Brad fumbled trying to quickly push his penis back down between his thighs. He had to squeeze his legs together firmly to keep it in place, something he had to concentrate on, or it popped up into view again.

Three waitresses came to remove their plates. All were eager to stare at Brad's penis. "Charge it to room 117, please." Heidi directed the girl who had initially waited on them. "Let's go, honey." She stood up, anxious to see how Brad would handle the situation. The waitresses apparently were also curious, as they stopped what they were doing to watch Brad. The young man who had stared earlier also watched the scenario.

Brad stood up, turning so his back was to the room, and tugged down on the front of his slacks in an effort to cover his erection. He hoped the head of his cock would catch under the material the way it had been earlier. It didn't work.

"Come on, Brad," Heidi said impatiently.

The restaurant had nearly emptied out, and as Brad turned around Heidi, the three young waitresses, and the young man all stared openly. Acting like nothing was wrong, Brad walked in front of them toward the door. He could feel the swollen tip of his cock poking out the open seam, lifting the fabric so his balls were exposed too. From behind him, Heidi enjoyed the view. The back seam was pulled open and she could see his firm muscular ass and hairy crack as he walked.

They finally reached the door and walked out into the hallway. Brad breathed a sigh of relief, but even so, he knew he'd never been so aroused, so hard.

"Just a minute, Ma'am," Heidi heard the waitress's voice. "You forgot your purse." The woman walked quickly toward them, and they turned in the empty hallway, watching her approach. Brad felt Heidi's fingers on his ass again, probing between his cheeks.

"Not now, honey, please," he begged, knowing he was near the edge.

"Definitely now." Heidi demanded, her finger finding its mark and pushing inside his ass to the second knuckle. His knees nearly buckled from the intensity of his pleasure. As the waitress walked up to them, Heidi reached down, pulling Brad's slacks up to completely expose his hardness. He gasped as he saw the woman's stare. "My husband wants you to watch him come." Heidi told her. "Would that be okay?"

The young waitress blushed hotly, but shook her head yes. Heidi's finger began fucking his ass, and he groaned loudly. He'd never felt so horny. He just needed to come so badly that he didn't care where he was or who was watching. He didn't even notice when the young man who had stared at him earlier stepped out of the entrance to the restaurant and stopped to watch.

Heidi's finger found the sensitive spot deep in his ass and he felt an explosive orgasm building. He moaned loudly, pressing against her finger, then collapsed onto his hands and knees as his body was rocked with the most intense orgasm of his life. Somehow, Heidi managed to keep her finger in his ass, pumping him as thick squirts of semen jetted from his hard cock and splattered on the hotel carpet. He stayed in that position; his body drained both physically and emotionally. Heidi's finger slipped from his ass.

"That's all," he heard her say, "The show is over." He waited a few seconds, and then struggled slowly to his feet. The hallway was empty except for Heidi. "Happy Valentines Day, honey." She said as they walked back to their room arm in arm.