1. Queen of Hearts


    Date: 3/1/2024, Categories: Exhibitionist & Voyeur, Author: bySir_Wildfyre 

    Queen

of

Hearts

by Riley Michaels

©2024, Riley Michaels

MF, FF, MM, BDSM, Ms, Femdom, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Orgy, Bukkake, Anal

Prologue

Monika Frasier let her eyes sweep over the opulent furnishings of the restaurant. She'd been trying to get her new husband, Mark, to bring her here for months since they got married. The King's Arms Tavern was unquestionably the best restaurant in town. They'd only been open for a few months and everyone was positively raving about it. She had been ecstatic when Mark told her he'd finally gotten a reservation, especially on Valentine's Day.

"So, my Queen, what is your pleasure tonight?" Mark asked teasingly.

Monika smiled and blushed before returning to her menu and mulling over her choices... "Hmmm, the Gruyère Crusted Lobster Thermidor or the Black Pepper Filet Mignon with Scallops?"

"Well, you know me Babe, I'm having the Prime Rib." Mark said.

"Big surprise!" Monika replied laughing, "You always have the Prime Rib. I think I'm gonna be adventurous tonight and have the Lobster."

"You? Adventurous?" Mark replied with a strange note to his laugh as he motioned for the waiter.

"Little does she know though," Mark thought to himself as he ordered their meals and a bottle of Dom Pérignon Rosè.

"Dom Pérignon, Mark?" Monika whispered, "Isn't that terribly extravagant?"

"Nothing is too good for you, my Queen!" Mark replied with a strange gleam in his eyes.

"Speaking of that, Thank you so much ...
    ... for my spa day today. How do you like the nails?" Monika replied, holding her hands up so that Mark could see the red over white heart design on her fingernails, "Just like you asked for. And my toenails match." She added with a grin.

After their salads arrived and they began eating, Monika kept finding her gaze drawn to the couple sitting across the aisle. The woman's hair was a deep raven black, and she was wearing a skintight cocktail dress. Her companion was a tall blonde man in an immaculate black tux. The table, on a slightly raised platform, was half round just like theirs, so the two were sitting side by side and appeared to be deeply engrossed in a conversation. As Monika's eyes adjusted to the lighting, she absent-mindedly realized she could see their laps under the drape of the ornate tablecloth. This didn't really strike her as particularly odd until she realized that she could see the woman's skirt was hiked up and she could clearly see her playing with herself. Monika blushed a deep red and grabbed Mark's hand.

"Maaaaaark... that woman is playing with herself!" She muttered through gritted teeth.

"Who? What?" Mark replied.

"That woman, right there!" Monika replied, hiding her hand, and pointing frantically. When she raised her eyes and looked across the aisle, she saw the woman staring straight at her with a strange smile on her face. Monika's eyes moved of their own accord, and she saw that now the man's hand was rubbing her pussy as well. Monika ...
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