Elyse: Vignette 1 - Dinner and a beating - Sex Stories

Elyse: Vignette 1 - Dinner and a beating

... shirt. I go into her drawer which she keeps neatly organized and pull out a strapless shelf-bra that will leave her nipples exposed. Hand that to her and take out a pair of thigh-highs. Unlike her earlier pair which had plain bands, these have open-lace bands. Then I shuffle through the closet while she puts those on. Pencil skirt with a slit up the side and a color-matching bolero jacket. Cream, off-the shoulder blouse with a scoop neck and her strap sandals with a three-inch heel. I help her get all but the jacket on then she heads back to the bathroom to touch up her make-up. I go into a different drawer, pull a couple items out and put those plus some contents of her work purse into a black clutch. When she comes back to the bedroom, she knots my tie, helps me into my coat then I assist her in shrugging her jacket on. Her hand goes into in my elbow, she grabs her clutch with the other and we head out. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I make a point of glancing at the odometer as the valet opens my door. The look on his face is priceless, not often someone like him gets to drive a thirty-plus year old Jag. Now he's aware that I'll know if he takes it for a spin. I put a lot of time, money and effort to restore it, I don't want it wrecked by a college kid. Collecting Elyse from the valet's sidekick, I tuck her hand ...

... into my elbow again and we head inside. The restaurant is a five-star seafood place that gets fresh shipments by air every day. Tonight's dinner will be over a hundred even before tax and tip, but the service and the quality make it worthwhile. The maitre d' escorts us towards the back and I notice the men we pass watching her. The side-slit of her skirt is just enough that the thigh-band plays peek-a-boo and that's what they're watching. She's noticed it too, as the smile she has is slightly flirtatious. At one of the private booths, I let her slide in then follow her, putting me between her and the world. The maitre d' closes the curtain and we're in private. Only time it'll open is when the waiter brings items. A button on the side of the table connects to an LED light on a post. We need something, we press it. The curtain hangs to the seat-edge so someone would have to bend over on their knees to see inside. Elyse looks at me and a blush appears again, we'd been a bit naughty in one of these booths before. I wink at her and peruse the menu. She doesn't even touch hers, I'll be ordering for us both. A few minutes and the waiter arrives. I give him the order for our appetizer and a glass of Chardonnay for each of us. He leaves and we chat, mainly about her day and mine. Once the plates have been cleared and our entree' order taken, I turn to her and say, "In your clutch." A slight gasp and she sets her drink down and opens the purse. A lick of her lips as she takes out the ...