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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 a work of pure fiction and any resemblance to
any real life people is purely coincidental.  





“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 would never had made it 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 the business trips I’ve had to take 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 exactly what they’d ordered when they came to this
Il Boccio ten years ago, the day Micheal began his career at Arrow.  

Julie remembered romantic experiences, savored them.  “Do you recall how we
celebrated that night--the day Arrow hired you?” 

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.  Yes, we did.  I just didn’t think you’d ever remember
that.”  

“That’s not all I remember, 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, proudly,
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 night ten
years ago?”

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, I don’t know.  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 with me 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 that night.”  

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

She leaned over the table to him and their lips came together.  His tongue
probed into her mouth.  She closed her lips around it for a few seconds,
gently pushing her tongue in and out on his, inside her mouth.  

When they sat back 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 whispered in his ear, “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 for 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
hqppen.  

She wrapped some linguini around her fork and put it in her mouth, lowering
her eyelids at him as she enjoyed it.  “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, so
outstanding.”  

“And when you talk to me like that, I can feel them getting hard right 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 I watched.  She had
her eyes locked onto his, smiling at him as she unbuttoned her crisp white
shirt top with her long slim fingers.  

The waiter approached their table almost without warning, saying, “Is
everything all right here?”  Julie’s hand pulled her shirt closed almost
instantaneously but serepticiously, 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
in the restaurant and all the wait staff walking around.  

Adam’s eyes widened as she raised her arms a bit and spread the shirt wide
open to show him 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 standing up for me.  God, I want to kiss them, have
my mouth on them, lick the round roses that surround them.  Do they want me,
Julie?  Do your breasts want me to suckle them?” 

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

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

“Not a chance.  To anybody sitting around this room it was just like you were
raising your arms to stretch or yawn or something.  But I saw them.  You know
how much I love them, don’t you.  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, my sweet baby Julie.  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 they ever did.  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
under the table.  

“Julie, if you knew how hard my penis is right now, you’d want to take me to
the ladies room, baby.  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 pulled her wet finger out and reached across the table,
“Here, have a taste, Adam.”  He sucked her juices from her finger and she
returned it to her love box.   

“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 now.  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 itwith 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 murmured as it sank into her.  The she pulled it out,
brought it to the table and offered it to Adam.  

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

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

He gasp, “Julie!  He’s coming!”

She moved her legs together 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 excited.  She looked at Adam and asked, “Is the coast clear now?”  

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

She opened her legs again and Adam’s hungry eyes focused on her wet woman
hood.  He watched her re-insert both fingers inside herself.  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 spilled pouring around her dancing fingers. 

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

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

“No, no, don’t stop.  Nobody’s even looking over 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 it.  Touch your little 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 wanted
to touch it.  He needed to have it deep inside Julie’s pleasure place.  

“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, baby.  Your sense of my aroma is different than mine but I, too, can
smell it.  Ummm, oh, yes..... “  Her fingers brushed lightly over her extended
clitoris.  It was so erect, so protruded out from underneath its hood, it
looked like a mini penis.  It glistened under the table, the shining love
button.   

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.
I want to see it, touch it, kiss it, suck it, eat it.  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, pulling them down and
away, 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, so wet and hot in her mouth, going down her open throat.
As she moved up and down on it she moaned small sounds, 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, playingwith them.  She could feel his sperm
building up inside them, filling them for her.   


She ran her tongue around the crown of his hot, hard manhood, alternatively
sucking, then licking its head.  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, the muscles all over his body contracting, then expanding, his
hips jerking into her.  She could feel it coming.  She pulled his penis out of
his mouth just as it began to shoot spurts of the white foamy viscous liquid
she loved to drink so much.  Even more than that, she loved to see his hot
seed gush from the little hole, all over her face.  As the volcano in her
hands erupted, she raised it so his liquid splashed on her face and lowered it
so spurts of it washed over her neck and down her breasts. 

Her love box was seeping her honey down her legs.  “Oh, oh,...I need to......”
She left her lover’s rod and laid down on the floor.  She raised her legs high
in the air and looked at Adam, “Eat me, Adam, lick it, do me, sweetheart!!”  

Adam dropped to his knees and began lapping her softly and slowly.  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 licked her slowly,
slowly, just as 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 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 little clitoris.  As soon as he sucked it, Julie exploded.
Her hips bucked high in the air almost throwing Adam’s head and hands away
from her.   “Oh, yes, Adam, yes, oh, oh, oh.....I, ohhh.”  She shook beyond
her control, quivering, shaking for what seemed like a sweet eternity to her. 

As her epiphany subsided, Adam continued to lick her.  She relaxed, her legs
flat on the floor, her arms weak.  

Just when she reached up to hold Adam closer, someone tried to turn the knob
on the locked door.  The rattling of the doorknob made a devastating sound.
Both of them jumped up and buttoned up their clothes in a flurry of action.  

“Just a minute, please.  I’ll be right out,” Julie yelled.  

She then took Adam by the hand and ushered him inside one of the stalls,
shooshing him quiet with a finger held to her lips.   She closed the stall and
unlocked the door to the rest room.  

An overweight woman with a bleached blonde beehive hairdo stood outside with a
scowl on her face. As she moved by Julie she growled, “You’re not supposed to
keep it locked, you know.”  

“Sorry, I wasn’t aware of that,” Julie said as she passed through the door
toward the restaurant dining room.  

The woman didn’t notice Adam in the stall.  She picked a different one and as
soon as she was safely inside, he opened the door and left the room.  No one
seemed to notice which rest room he came out of.  

He sat down with Julie at the table and they both heaved a long sigh of
satisfaction and relief.

“She didn’t see me.  It’s all right.  We’re cool.”  

“i’d say we’re both hot.”  Their faces were flushed with the hot red blush
that follows sexual climax.  

“Was that exciting or what?” he asked.  

“We did it, baby.  Oh, I cannot describe to you the intensity of the orgasm I
just had in there.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.  I just couldn’t control
myself.  I just had to have it.  Now I’m afraid I neither of us will want the
special dessert I had planned.”

“Special dessert?”

“Remember when we were on the beach in Cancun when we went to Mexico? Remember
when you told me about your secret fantasy--you know, watching me having sex
with another woman?  Obviously, I’ve never forgotten that.  I’ve thought about
it for years, resisting it I suppose, in my own way.  

“Well, considering this was such a big evening for us and all, well, let’s
just say I brought it up to Peggy Norman the other day at the club.  You know,
she’s my best friend and I know I can trust her to not violate our confidence.
So I was telling her about your fantasy of watching me have sex with another
woman.  All of a sudden, she volunteered.  It about knocked me over.  She and
I have hardly ever even mentioned sex, let alone this.  But she said she
shared your fantasy, has had the same one for years but never knew how to make
it a reality.  Can you believe it.”  

Adam was aghast. “Peggy Norman!!  You’re putting me on.  Come on, Julie.
Peggy Norman!!”

“Yes, Peggy Norman.  I couldn’t believe it myself when she suggested it.   Her
husband Perry is out of town and she’s supposed to come over to our house for
dessert and a nightcap at about ten o’clock, 20 minutes from right now.  But
you know what, Adam?  After what we just did, I don’t know if I want to do
that now.  I’m so completely wasted from that climax in there, you know what I
mean?” 

“Julie, let me just say how much I love you, how exciting you are to me.  You
just never cease to amaze me.  And after all you’ve done to prepare for this,
you know discussing it with Peggy Norman and all, I think we have to go
through with it.  Don’t you?”

“I thought you’d say that.  O.k., let’s go have another adventure, Adam, give
ourselves something even more to remember about this night.  Besides, I know
you’ve always been attracted to Peggy Norman.  I’ve seen you looking at her.
To tell you the truth, I’ve been looking forward to seeing her take off her
clothes myself.  Let’s go.” 

“Another fantasy coming up,” said Adam, hugging his wife, best friend and
lover on the way to the car.  



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