He replies that I'd better eat and drink well so I'll have enough energy for all the fun he's planned.

I giggle a bit at his reply as we finally make it to the restaurant. He holds the door for me making sure to hold the door just a bit longer than usual (probably to get a good look at my legs as I walked past). We then have to wait to be seated, but it doesn't seem like a very long line.

We finally get seated, he lovingly pulls out my seat for me before being seated. As soon as he sits I feel him give my thigh a pat. Noticing several eyes on me I quickly flex my muscles before they get a chance to jiggle too much.

"Sorry. I know how much you love my thigh jiggle..." I begin trailing off for a sec when I saw his disappointed expression "But there were just so many eyes on me." I finished trying to explain my discomfort/embarrassment.

He notices my almost instant flex and upon hearing my explanation explains that everyone already saw my flex as I walked so there was no point in keeping my legs flexed now, especially from him (the man who loves me most).

After thinking for a moment I sigh in defeat "I guess you are right. I didn't think of it that way." I then try to relax my legs just a bit telling myself no-one can see my relaxed muscles from under the table.

As I relax my thigh I see him look lovingly into my eyes before asking me if he can give my quad s a soft pat (even in front of all the prying eyes).

"Ok." I say with a smile and a nod trying to immerse myself in the feeling of his hand on my quads instead of all the people potentially glancing.

Upon my affirmation I feel him quickly  drop his hand on my relaxed quads and inner thighs reveling in their jiggle against his hand before looking up briefly at the spectators then back to my legs.

After a moment he lifts his head to look me directly in my eyes before thanking me for allowing my legs to jiggle. Without a word I give him a loving smile as I place my hand on top of his to intensify every sensation while also easing my nerves a bit.