It was obvious he expected me not to reply, but I was puzzled. ‘Nowhere near finished yet.’ I could not think what else he had in mind for my tortured yet very satisfied body. I went to my makeup bag to start getting ready. As I walked the thing he had put inside me moved, and I knew whatever he had planned would involve this new invader. He had dressed quickly and left me alone. I was ready and headed downstairs to the dining room. That thing rested on the front of my vagina against what had become a very sensitive area, courtesy of all the activities so far. My lips were still swollen and I was very aware of every move I made; walking only seemed to stimulate me even further.

By the time I reached the dining room, my pussy was quite moist and my clit was beginning to throb again. I have to admit I smiled when I walked, thanks to the thing inside me. The maitre d’ checked the table and began to escort me to it. Just then I felt a sensation I would remember for the rest of my life. The thing in my pussy suddenly came alive! It started to vibrate deep inside me and I felt the beginnings of another incredible orgasm. Luckily, I was only about 10 feet from the table and was able to make to my chair without giving too much away to the diners around us, but I knew it would not be long before this orgasm would really hit me.

He greeted me cheerily. “Hi, how are you?’

“Fine”, I said.

“Anything wrong?”

“Not at all, except that my pussy is about to explode into orgasm in public. What are you doing to me?”

He held up a small remote control and flicked the button on it. Immediately the vibrating stopped and my impending orgasm began to subside. That was a relief, but I was still so damn horny.

Lunch progressed fairly normally after that, except that now and then I had to make sure my jacket was not too open. Judging by the bulge in the waiter’s pants, I was sure he was getting a pretty good view. At the same time we were getting pretty good service too. Also the vibrator would come on every now and then, just to keep me aroused.

I was just finishing my second glass of red wine and, combined with the effects of that vibrating thing in my pussy, I was starting to feel pretty relaxed. Just then he asked, “So how do you like your new thong?”

I replied, “It’s cute, but not what I would normally wear.”

“Oh really? Why is that?”

“It’s a lot smaller than my others.” It was actually so tiny it hardly covered my mound

“Well if you don’t like it I will take it back.”

“There is no need to do that.”

“Yes I will. Give it to me and I will take it back.”

“Okay, if you insist.”

He held his hand out and it was apparent he was asking me to give him the thong now.

“Now?” He nodded and I started to get up to find the ladies.

“No, take it off here.”

I looked at him and immediately knew he meant it. His hand was still reaching out.

“Now, please.”

I looked around and no one was paying any attention to us, so I slowly lifted my skirt up, slid the thong down my legs and handed it to him. Now I felt vulnerable, naked and