Chapter 2: Building Tension
Tom was seated at their private booth when Rich and Gail walked into the restaurant. All the men studied Gail's sexy body which clearly showed her black lingerie through her sheer dress.
Her nipples were rock hard, and her black thong was visible. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back in loose curls, and her makeup was flawlessly applied, emphasizing her best features.
She wore a pair of stiletto heels that made her legs look impossibly long and toned, and she had a subtle, sexy glow about her.
Rich, meanwhile, looked handsome and refined in a tailored suit, his eyes drinking in the sight of Gail as they approached the table.
She could feel the heat of other men's gazes on her, and it made Rich's cock twitch when his wife exhibited her stunning body in public. He loved knowing that he was about to give her to another man.
Tom stood as they approached, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of Gail. He let out a low whistle, his eyes roaming over her body appreciatively. "Fuck, Gail. You're even more stunning in person. I don't think I've ever seen anything as sexy as you are right now."
Gail grinned, her eyes sparkling with pleasure.
That's quite the compliment. I do aim to please." She slid into the booth, her dress riding up to reveal her lace stocking top. Rich sat next to her, his eyes scanning the room, taking in the other patrons who were openly admiring Gail.
"You look fucking gorgeous, Gail," Rich whispered in her ear, his hand lingering on her thigh. "I can't wait to see watch Tom fuck you.
Gail leaned into him, her voice a sultry purr. "Neither can I. But first, let's enjoy our meal.
I've heard great things about this restaurant," Tom said, his gaze never leaving Gail as he slid back into his seat.
Rich nodded, signaling the waiter who approached the table with menus. The food here is exceptional. Gail and I come here often."
Gail laughed, a sultry sound that made both men's cocks twitch. "Yes, we do. And the other patrons are always so... appreciative of my outfits." She ran her finger along the edge of the table, her eyes locked onto Tom's.
Tom smiled, his eyes darkening with desire. "I can see why.
You look absolutely edible tonight, Gail. I can't wait to taste you," Tom growled, his voice low and husky with desire. His eyes lingered on her nipples, visible through the sheer fabric of her dress, before sliding down to her thighs, where her stocking tops were visible.
Gail smirked, her fingers toying with the edge of her dress, slowly inching it up her thighs. "Well, Tom, I hope you're ready for a feast. Because I'm starving for cock." Her voice was low and sultry, her words laced with filthy promise.
Rich's cock throbbed in his pants at her words, his hand tightening on her thigh in anticipation.
Tom's breath hitched, his eyes never leaving Gail's as she continued to tease him, slowly hiking her dress up to reveal more of her enticing thighs. "You're a fucking tease, Gail," he growled, his hand adjusting his quickly hardening dick in his pants.
Gail laughed, a low, seductive sound that sent shivers down both men's spines. "I aim to please, Tom.
But first, let's enjoy some of that exceptional food you mentioned," Gail purred, her fingers tracing along the inside of her thigh, her dress still hiked up teasingly high.
Tom nodded, his eyes locked on Gail's intimate display, his breath coming in short gasps. "Right. Food. Yes. Let's order." He picked up the menu, his eyes scanning the list of dishes, but his mind was clearly elsewhere.
Rich, feeling Gail's heat beneath his touch, began to subtly rub her thigh in slow, circular motions.
His eyes flicked to Tom, who was still struggling to focus on the menu, his breathing slightly ragged. "Why don't you order for us, Tom? You seem to like what you see, and we trust your judgment," Rich suggested, his voice steady despite the growing tension in his body.
Tom grinned, dropping the menu as if it were on fire. "Fuck yes, I do. Alright, let's see... I think we should start with the oysters. They're supposed to be an aphrodisiac, right?" His eyes locked onto Gail's as he asked the question, and she let out a low, sultry laugh.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
Rich ordered a bottle of their most expensive champagne, and as the waiter poured their first glasses, Tom raised his in a toast. "To new experiences and old friends."
Gail clinked her glass with both men, taking a long sip of the bubbly liquid. She savored the taste, letting it linger on her tongue before swallowing. "Mmm," she purred, "That's delicious."
Rich set his glass down and reached for Gail's hand, bringing it to his lap. His cock was already hard against his slacks, and he knew Gail could feel it through the fabric.
She subtly rubbed her hand over the length of him, her eyes locked onto Tom's as she did so.
"See what I mean?" she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "He's ready for you, Tom. Ready to watch you fuck his wife."
Tom's breath hitched, his eyes darkening with desire as he watched Gail stroke Rich through his pants. He could feel his own cock straining against the confines of his trousers, and he knew that he needed to get inside Gail. Now.
"Fuck," he growled, his hand reaching up to grip his glass of champagne.
He took a long, thirsty swig, his eyes never leaving Gail's hand as it continued to tease and torment him. "I can't fucking wait anymore. Let's go up to the hotel room."
Gail's eyes flashed with excitement as she looked at Tom. She stood up, her hand still stroking Rich's cock through his pants. "Come on, Tom.
Let's get out of here," Gail urged, her voice a sultry purr as she continued to stroke Rich's cock through his pants. She could feel the heat of Tom's gaze on her, the weight of his desire pressing down on her like a physical force.
Rich nodded in agreement, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as Gail's hand continued to tease and torment him. He looked up at Tom, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "Lead the way, Tom. We're right behind you."
Tom quickly stood and threw some cash on the table, barely glancing at the bill.
He didn't give a fuck how much it cost; all that mattered was getting Gail upstairs as soon as possible. He felt a primal urge to claim her, to mark her as his own.
Rich followed suit, adding his own share of the bill before they quickly exited the restaurant and went up the elevator. As the three of them rode the elevator, Tom pulled Gail close to him and kissed her passionately. Gail reached down and felt Tom's hard cock as she said, "I can't wait to feel you inside me." Rich nodded in approval.