Insatiable - Chapter 1 - Under Her Spell - Sex Stories

Insatiable - Chapter 1 - Under Her Spell

... and straps that compromised her halter top corset. It was accompanied by shiny, black leather pants and matching bracers. The slick leather ran from her wrists to her upper arms, calling attention to her bare shoulders and elegant figure.

Cassie pretended to look at her menu in between scans of her newest boy-toy. She already knew what she wanted: a hunk of meat, and she was getting two servings tonight. Kayden cut a fine profile in his khaki pants, white t-shirt and black sport coat. He looked good, but he wasn't trying too hard. It was nice to find a guy who knew how to prep for an evening on the town. It was a skill she'd make use of on the odd occasion she still allowed him to dress himself.

“Not to sound cliche, but, I gather you come here often?” Kayden asked, already looking flustered.

Cassandra set down her menu. “Not too often, but it's nice to have a place like this close by. Sometimes you just want to sink your teeth into something juicy, you know?” She winked and offered him a toothy smile.

The young man swallowed. “Yeah! Definitely.” She wasn't being subtle at all. And why would she be? Her message hadn't been subtle. Her sexual proclivities certainly weren't. She was gorgeous and overflowing with confidence and poise. He was already smitten with her.

Their server approached the table and mercifully rescued Kayden from having to untie his tongue. She nodded to them and opened her pad. “Hi there, I'm Marcy. Can I start you off with some ...

... drinks?”

“Yes, I'll have a Cosmo” Cassie answered. “Cherry flavor instead of orange, if you can.”

“Certainly. And you sir?”

“Just ice water for me, thanks.”

“Alright, should I give you two a little more time to--”

“I know what I want” Cassandra cut her off.

“Ok, go right ahead.”

“I'll start with a garden salad. Then your Porterhouse steak with Lyonnaise potatoes on the side.”

“And how would you like that cooked, Ma'am?”

“As bloody as you'll bring it.” Cassie shot Kayden another grin as she handed the menu to the young waitress.

“And you sir?”

“Ummm, I think I'll try your Steak Frites. Medium rare, hold the bleu cheese. With sweet potato fries, if you have em?”

“Absolutely” she nodded, collecting his menu. “Thanks! I'll be back shortly with your drinks.”

Marcy strutted off and Cassie waited a moment before picking up the conversation. “Feeling European tonight, are we?”

“Hmmm?”

“Steak Frites. They're very popular in Europe. Invented in Belgium.”

“Oh! I didn't know that.”

“Have you ever been?”

“To Europe? No, I haven't had the pleasure. Not yet.”

“You should definitely visit Amsterdam. A naughty little boy like you would love it there.”

“I have no doubt you're right” he replied with a sheepish smile. “I guess you're sticking with American cuisine?”

“Yes. In the end, I'm a meat and potatoes girl...”

“Something tells me that's a metaphor.”

She looked him square in the eyes, her face completely placid. “I suppose it is... ...