But it was not to be, as he merely patted her and put his hand back on the wheel, turning the car into the parking lot of the restaurant.But it was not to be, as he merely patted her and put his hand back on the wheel, turning the car into the parking lot of the restaurant. It was quite a nice restaurant, and Mink felt the eyes of the other diners on her as they walked to their table. She and Chuck made an attractive couple, but she knew that it was her on which those eyes were focusing and it made her nipples grow even more rigid under the tight dress. Chuck did most of the talking during dinner, which was just as well since Mink's mind was filled with thoughts about sex. She tried to hide her impatience, but it seemed as if they would never get through eating. At one point Mink had slid her high heel off and toyed with Chucks leg under the table with her stockinged foot. She wanted to feel it pressed against his crotch, but Chuck had smiled and moved it back to the floor when she had tried to put it there. The older man at the table to their left had watched all that happen, and Mink smiled an embarrassed smile at him as Chuck pushed her foot away. She wasn't ashamed of her passionate nature, she just wished that Chuck would take advantage of it. Finally dinner was over, and as they walked back out to the car, Mink finally decided to suggest they go somewhere other than the movie. "Are your Mom and Dad home?", she asked, taking his arm and laying her head on his shoulder. Chuck laughed quietly, glancing down at his friend. It wasn't the first time she had asked him that question, and he knew exactly why she was asking. |