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mrs stevens number 1
Date: 5/8/2016, Categories: Mature Author: walkabout
... a garter. They're not comfortable or practical so if your date is wearing them she probably went all out to dress up for you. Now pretend to be subtle like I didn't notice anything and just help me into the car." I opened her door and she smiled as I helped her into her seat. Her dress wasn't short exactly. It was very expensive looking. It didn't have sleeves and it was a little low in front but not too low to show off a lot. The top was very form fitting which works when you have an upper body like Mrs. stevens but makes it hard not to stare. The skirt had lacey stuff over the top of an almost shiny black material. Like I said it wasn't high but when she got into the car, it went up a lot and I saw her legs almost completely up her thigh including lace at the top of her stockings. But I didn't see all the way up. She adjusted like showing me so much leg was an accident. Maybe. I drove to the restaurant and we parked. Immediately, she ran off to the bathroom while I went and got the table. She made the reservation under Stephen so I felt good. But while I was talking to the hostess getting ready to sit, that Julie came by. I really was hoping to avoid her and she was even more bitchy if that was possible. She gave me a real bad time about being alone and about what kind of person goes out to eat by himself. Finally, the hostess glared at her and told her to stop. She was about to go do her job when Mrs. stevens suddenly swept into the area all energetic and asked loudly ...
... "did you get a nice private table honey?' She took me by the shoulders and whispered, "don't ask just put your hand on my ass and squeeze it right now." I was shocked but did as I was told (and why the hell not!) and she kissed me. Not softly either. She grabbed and pulled me and kissed me long and hard the most erotic kiss I ever had even without any tongue. The she let go and turned like it was something she did everyday. My hand fell off her gorgeous ass and she smiled at Julie as if she was our servant. "We'll need a private table if you can." Julie was dumbfounded (which was awesome!) and just said "uh, do I know you?" Before I could explain, Mrs. stevens just said "I'm sure we don't. I'm Lana. Stephen's lover." Then the hostess took us, glared again at Julie and led us to a table. The whole time I'm all casual and trying to look like this is just the way I am on the outside but inside I'm screaming "what just happened? Did she really have me grope her and that kiss was incredible. And why did she say I was her lover? Lover? And since when did she become Lana, I thought she was carol stevens ?" Julie wasn't our waitress but she would look over when she could and Mrs.stevens got real close to me. We were in a corner booth type table so she could slide pretty close. I was about to explode when "Lana" leaned over like we were whispering like lovers do. But she said, "now don't panic, Stevie dear. I had to do that. Your ...