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Warning:  This story is for adults only.  Do not read it if you are less than
18 years old.  It contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity you are
prohibited from reading.  It is based on a true story, but the author has
enhanced and embellished what actually happened.  JB Mast requests reader
feedback.  It is his primary motivation for continuing to write.  Send your
comments to mastwords1@aol.com





“To See Or Not To See”  


By J.B. Mast




Adam’s proposal to his wife Julie came almost by accident as they were
enjoying a beautiful California sunset in a San Jose restaurant.  Neither of
them expected anything like this to happen. 

She had made reservations at their favorite Italian bistro in town, a place
called Il Boccio.  And she had made sure they were seated at the nicest table
in the outside court.  She wanted their celebration of his promotion to Vice
President of Arrow Electronics to be perfect.  

“Here’s to your most recent success, Mr. V.P.,” she said, raising her glass of
wine.  “Let it be a toast to our  success, sweetheart.  We’re partners, you
know.  I could never had come this far without you.  You’ve stayed home and
made a perfect mother for our kids and the ideal wife for me.  You’ve made our
family everything I’d ever hoped it would be. And you’ve never complained
about all my business trips out of town.  How could I ask for anything more?” 

They sipped the wine and traded a romantic smile as the waiter delivered
matched servings of linguini with clam sauce, crusty Italian bread and tossed
salad with blue cheese dressing.  Adam would never have remembered this, Julie
thought, but this meal was precisely what they’d ordered when they first came
to Il Boccio ten years ago, the day Michael began his career at Arrow.  

Julie remembered romantic experiences, savoring them.  “Do you recall how we
celebrated that night--the day you went to work at Arrow?” 

He paused a second.  “Oh, now I get it.  That’s why you suggested we order
linguini with clam sauce.  We came here that night, didn’t we?  And that’s
what we had.  Am I right?!” 

“Adam you amaze me.  I didn’t think you’d ever remember that.”  

“That’s not all I recall, Julie.  Remember how we made love that night?”  

“Yes, definitely.  Outside on the patio.  I thought the sounds we were making
were going to wake up the Madisons next door.”  She laughed quietly, winking
at him.  

“I’ll never forget how you turned me on during our dinner here.” 

“I figured you’d remember that.  God, ten years ago.  We were a little wilder
in those days, weren’t we, Adam?”  

“You were wearing a really low cut blouse, kind of a see-through thing, am I
right?  And that full black skirt.  You had thigh high black stockings on.
And no panties.”

“Down, big fella.  I don’t want you to get too excited.  Eat your linguini.  I
have plans for dessert at home.  It’s something you’ve been asking for.”  

“Dessert can wait.  Julie, just for the hell of it, would you do it again,
just for old times sake?  You know, do now what you did in here that?”

He refilled her glass with wine.  

“You can’t be serious, Adam.  I mean that was ten years ago.  We were a little
bit more adventurous then, wouldn’t you agree?”  

“Please, baby.  For me?  Would you?”

“Well, I must say this table is perfectly situated for it.  The wall is right
behind us.  But we’re sitting in the wrong chairs.  You’re not serious, are
you?”

“Come on, please,” he pleaded, “I’ll go to the bathroom and while I’m gone you
can just change places so you’re facing me and I’m sitting with my back to the
wall.  No one will notice us.  You can do it just the way you did before.”  

She hadn’t expected this but she had no plans to disappoint Adam this night.
“Well, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind during dinner, but by
coincidence, I have no bra and panties on tonight, just like then.”  

“Julie, you are such an exciting woman.  I want you to kiss me now.”  

She leaned over the table and their lips came together.  His tongue probed
into her mouth.  She closed her lips around his tongue for a few seconds,
gently sucking it.  

When they sat down, she could see the excitement twinkling in Adam’s eyes.   

“Ok, Mr. V.P., isn’t it time for you to go to the bathroom?”

“With pleasure,” he said.   As he rose from the table she noticed a bulge in
his pants.  As he walked around her, she caught his arm, “Oh, Adam.  I forgot
something.  Here, let me whisper?”  

He leaned down  and she murmured, “That was a wonderful kiss, honey.  But when
you’re in the bathroom, only touch it to relieve yourself, ok?  As tempting as
it may be, I wouldn’t want you to waste any of your wonderful seed in there.
Ok?”  

 “It’s all for you, baby, only you.”  

When he came back to the table, she had taken his chair so that she now faced
Adam and the wall behind him.  

He sat down and smiled at her, enjoying the anticipation of what was about to
happen.  

She wrapped some linguini around her fork and put it in her mouth, lowering
her eyelids at him.  “If I remember right, the way we got into that before was
you got me all excited talking sort of nasty to me, but without all those
dirty words they use in the porn videos.” 

“I was telling you how much I love your breasts.  That night you had this see
through blouse on and I couldn’t keep my eyes off your nipples.  They’re like
little roses crowning your breasts.  They were so erect that night.”  

“And when you talk to me like that, I can feel them getting hard now.”  This
shirt top isn’t see-through but I’m going to try to unbutton most of it so you
can see my breasts.  I think I can do it so nobody notices.”

“Oh, baby.  Do it.”  

“Eat some of your pasta while I do it, so we’ll look like any other couple if
somebody glances over this way.” 

He took a bite of bread and then forked some salad while he watched.  She had
her eyes locked onto his, smiling at him as she unbuttoned her crisp white
shirt top with her long slim fingers.  

All of a sudden the waiter approached their table. “Can I bring you anything
more?”  Julie pulled her shirt closed almost instantaneously, holding it
closed by the top buttons.  

Adam answered, “Perhaps a bit more wine, another bottle of the same.” 

 “Very good, sir.”  He left their table with a flourish.  

Adam assured her.  “He didn’t notice you were unbuttoning your shirt, baby.
Not at all.  Please, let the show go on.”

Julie picked up the light sweater she had on when they arrived and pulled it
around her shoulders, giving her more visual protection from the other diners
behind her and from the wait staff scurrying around the restaurant. 

Adam’s eyes widened as she raised her arms a bit, as if she were stretching or
yawning.  She spread her shirt wide open so he could see more of her breasts.
They were her proudest assets, a perfect pair of 36 inch beauties, round and
full and firm as any of the women whose bodies she’d ever seen in the movies. 

Adam was mesmerized.  “God, look at those nipples, baby.   They’re so pink and
beautiful.  Look how they stand up for me.  God, I want to kiss them, have my
mouth on them, lick them?” 

“You know they want your mouth, Adam.  Now, like always.”  

She pulled her sweater around her shoulders, covering up without buttoning her
shirt.  “Do you think anybody noticed that?” 

“Not a chance.  But I saw them.  You know how much I love them.  And it’s even
more exciting for you to offer them to me in public like this.”

“They’re all yours, sweetheart,” Julie said, flashing her shirt open again.
This time she closed it quickly, teasing him.  “And you know what else is all
yours, don’t you.”

She edged her chair slightly out to the side of the table and spread her legs
a little.  

“Show me, sweetie.  Show me.”  

“Have a little more to eat.  We don’t want to draw attention to ourselves.
Have some pasta while I look as if I’m talking to you.”  

She raised one arm up on the back of her chair and moved the other beneath the
table and pulled up her skirt.  Adam moved his chair slightly aside for a
better view.  Her long tanned, well-exercised legs looked as sexy to him now
as the day they were married.  She bended her knees a bit and moved her pelvis
slightly forward.  He could see the soft mound of dark pubic hair that covered
her Venus mound.  She traced around her exposed labia with the fingers of the
hand she had under the table.  

“Julie, if you knew how hard my penis is right now, you’d want to take me to
the ladies room.  Your love is open to me, so open.  You’re wet, baby!”

“I’ve been wet since you brought all this up, “ she said.  She was breathing
heavier now. “Look at it.  Watch my fingers.”

She plunged one finger inside her hot, dripping hole and inhaled sharply.
“Umm...” Then she withdrew it and reached across the table.   “Here, have a
taste, Adam.”  He sucked her juices from her finger.   

“That is the taste that drives me mad, turns me into an animal.  Your animal
wants you, Julie.”  

“Oh, I know.  That’s what turns me on.”  She was using two fingers now, her
arm moving up and down, in and out of herself fast enough to attract attention
from others in the restaurant.  But she didn’t care now. 

“Adam, I think you need something more than that taste of juice.  I think you
need some solid food. I think I know just what you need.”  

She took a bread stick form the table and put it in her mouth, pulling it in
and out, licking it with her tongue.  Then she put it under the table and
pushed it into her hot, hungry vagina.  The bread stick was about seven inches
long.  She sighed and moaned quietly as it sank into her.  Then she pulled it
out and offered it to Adam across the table.  

His eyes were as wide as the bread plates.  He ate the bread stick soaked in
her juices, licking his lips.

Out of the corner of his eye, as he was swallowing the bread stick Julie, Adam
noticed the waiter approaching with the bottle of wine he’d ordered.

He gasp, “Julie!  He’s coming!”

She closed her legs and pulled the sweater around her shoulders again.  
  
“Here you are, sir.  Mouton Chanteau, 1995.  Very good choice.”  He topped off
their glasses and said, “If there’s anything more I can get you, ...”  Adam
cut him off. “No, that will be all.  Thank you.”  

Julie didn’t need Adam to encourage her now.  She was becoming increasingly
more aroused. “Is the coast clear now?”  

“Yeh, all clear.  Do it for me again.” 

She opened her legs and Adam’s hungry eyes focused on her oozing womanhood.
He watched her re-insert both fingers.  Her love petals were puffed, spread
wide for the eyes of her lover.  She moved her fingers in and out for him.
Her love juices covered her dancing fingers. 

“Julie, baby.  I don’t know if I can stand much more of this.”  He couldn’t
resist moving his hand to his lap, massaging the erection that strained to be
released.  

Julie whispered in a low voice, “Do you want me to stop?”  

“No, no, don’t stop.  Nobody’s even looking this way.  Oh, if I could only
lick it, make love to it with my tongue.  If only my mouth were between your
legs.  Julie, touch your clitty.”  

As he said this, Adam felt an electric signal from his brain to his penis.  It
tingled, and he could feel it move with his increasing heart beat.  He needed
to have it deep inside Julie’s cunt.  

“Julie, I can smell your perfume.  You know how that makes me crazy.  Oh, God,
it smells like ginger and seaspray and pepper and exotic oils.  When I smell
it I can hardly control myself.  You know that, Julie.” 

“I know.  Your sense of my aroma is different than mine but I enjoy it in my
own way.  Ummm, oh, yes..... “  Her fingers brushed across her extended
clitoris.  It was so erect, so protruding from underneath its hood, it looked
like a tiny penis.

Julie began to pant in quick breaths.  “Adam, I don’t want to stop.  I know I
can’t cum here but oh,,..baby, I ....”

She forced herself to close her legs and return her arms to the table.  

“Look, I have an idea.  I want you to follow me to the ladies room. It has a
lock.  I need you now.  I want your tongue in me.  I can’t stand it any more.
Oh, Adam I know we didn’t do this before but this is different.  I need it,
baby, can’t you see?”

Adam said, “Let’s get it on.”  

Julie opened the unoccupied women’s rest room and led Adam in by the hand.
She locked the door and wrapped herself in his arms, opening her mouth as wide
as she possibly could to his mouth, sucking his tongue inside her.  As their
mouths became one, her hands were unzipping his pants, taking them down,
pulling his shorts away from his long, hard man hood.  Its head was shaped
like a mushroom, dark purple, very wide and thick, like the long shaft it
crowned.  She dropped to her knees and took it in her mouth, all of it,
sucking so hungrily.   As she moved up and down on it she moaned little animal
sounds.  “Umm ahahduummooowwawa...uarrggghhhl ummph.”  

While she moved his shaft in and out of her mouth, Julie cupped his long,
round testicles in her hand, playing with them.  She could feel his sperm
building up inside them.

She ran her tongue around the crown of his shaft, alternatively sucking, then
licking the crown.  Adam’s hips thrust forward uncontrollably, pushing it
deeper into her throat. 

“Oh, baby, baby, I’m coming,. coming now...oooh, aaahaaa...hoooo.”   

He shuddered, muscles all over his body contracting, then expanding, his hips
jerking into her.  She pulled his penis out of his mouth just as it began to
shoot spurts of white viscous sperm.

 “Oh, oh,...I need to have you......”  She laid down on the floor and raised
her legs high in the air. “Eat me, Adam, lick it, sweetheart!!”  

Adam dropped to his knees and began lapping her hungrily.  She raised her
pelvis up to meet his long, hard tongue and felt it sink deep inside.  “Oh,
yes, that’s the way I love it.  Yes, Adam,....more.”  

He swirled his tongue around her labia, spread it wider with his hands and
washed her juices all over the lips of her vagina.   He gave her cunnilingus
just the way she liked it, slowly building to her crest, her point of no
return.  He made love to her with his mouth for ten minutes, even though both
of them knew any second someone might knock on that door.

Finally, when he could tell she was ready, reading her rhythms, he moved his
mouth to her hard clitoris and inserted three fingers in her vagina.  As soon
as he sucked her love button Julie exploded.  

Her hips bucked high almost throwing Adam’s head and hands away from her


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