As he continues to look into my eyes he tells me that I look so beautiful he feels an intense desire to become one with me again. I then feel him wipe and kiss the last of my streaks from my cheeks before dropping his damp hands firmly on my thighs making them jiggle uncontrollably.

"I'd love to (become one again)." I whisper secretly hoping he'll give me the gift of his precious tears as well to help send me over the moon.

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He replies quickly saying that if he kept feeling my thighs and calves he could guarantee it wouldn't be a quickie any more and surely you table is ready by now. He then gives me a mischievous smile as I feel him shake my thighs making them jiggle once again in his hands.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I don't want anyone to become suspicious either." I say as we both finally begin to get dressed and ready to head out.

He quickly helps me get dressed sliding his strong, smooth hands up my legs making me shiver. As soon as we're both dressed we head back to our table. I can't help but smile when he tells me how much he loves feeling my skin especially when I allow my muscles to wobble lightly with each step.

We finally reach the table and he pulls out my chair before sitting beside me. As soon as we are both seated I grab his hand in mine and slide it on top of my thigh (knowing how much he can't get enough) under the table as we eat.

I guess he liked my gesture as he gave me a smile and almost immediately squeezed and patted my thigh. I leave my thigh fully relaxed so he can get the most sensual jiggle in his hand.

I let out a small gasp as I finally look up to see the waiter standing next to our table.

"Can you give us a min." I ask politely as I feel my face start to flush (however I force myself not to flex my thigh).

I guess he noticed my face flushing a bit as he gave my outer thigh (this time) a soft pat telling me there's nothing for me to be ashamed of as he thinks I have the sexist legs in the whole restaurant... Even the entire hotel.

I give him a smile as I look deep into his eyes before feeling him start to lovingly caress my outer thigh, slowly sliding his hand to my inner thigh before giving it a light squeeze. He then informs me, with a sly look on his face, that he can't wait until we finish our meal and head back to our room for a proper lovemaking (not just a quickie).

He gives my inner thigh a soft pat making me giggle just a bit before I change the subject.

"I guess then we should order. Do you have in mind what you want or should we look at the menu a bit more?" I ask not exactly sure what I want.