Dinner and a Show - Sex Stories

Dinner and a Show

... black dress is exactly what you should be wearing for this show.” *** The day of their anniversary finally arrived. Dinner was perfect. Jerry had arranged everything in advance, and everything was exactly what Janet would have ordered. A tray of oysters on the half-shell arrived at their table shortly after they sat down. The hot sauce, which only Jerry liked, was on the side with a special mild sauce also on the plate. A wine steward brought a bottle of wine to the table and uncorked it for Jerry’s approval. “It’s her special meal,” he said. “Let her say if the wine is acceptable.” “Perfect,” she said after sniffing the cork and taking a small sip. The waiter filled both their glasses and left the bottle in ice on the table. Her “perfect” applied not only to the wine, but to the entire meal. The melt-in-your-mouth steak was exactly like she wanted it and was smothered in mushrooms in butter sauce with just a hint of onions. Although it wasn’t on the menu, Jerry had arranged for chocolate mousse for both of them for dessert– just like she had ordered on their first date. The whole meal couldn’t have been better. Jerry even dawdled after dinner and talked. Normally, he was very agenda-driven and would be obviously anxious to go immediately on to the next thing, but tonight, he sat calmly and reminisced with her about their first meeting, their first date, and about all the special things about which she fantasized. “It’s show time,” he finally said quietly. The waitress had ...

... already brought the check and returned with the credit card receipt, so there was no reason not to be going. As they walked across the parking lot to the car, Jerry took her arm and slowed her to a stop. “There is one additional thing I want you to wear tonight,” he said with a grin. He then handed her a black silk blindfold. “I’ll even put it on for you,” he added as he turned her slightly so that he could stand behind her. She could see that they were only steps from the car. It was also very unlikely that anyone would see her, so she didn’t object. In fact, she murmured, “Whatever you say,” as she held it over her eyes and he tied it around her head. It is amazing how much more difficult it is to walk in tall high heels when you can’t see the ground. Janet was thankful that she had only a very short way to go to get to the car. She could hear Jerry open the door and then say, “Feel the car with your hands, and get in.” As she got in, he put his hand on her hair to ensure that she did not hit the top of her head on the car door. ‘I feel like a prisoner being put into a police car,’ she thought to herself. She had never experienced that herself, but she had seen enough cop shows on TV to know that was how the handcuffed suspect was put in the car– with the officer’s hand on top of his or her head. As she waited for Jerry to go around to the other side of the car to get in, she held her hands together at the wrists imagining that she was handcuffed– or bound. She could feel ...