“Well that was yummy. Thanks." She picked up her napkin and dabbed her lips daintily.

“I'm taking you on the road with that act." I said with an oddly proud grin.

“Have you eaten all summer?"

“Sure I have. I just have an appetite. Sue me. I want dessert too.”

“I'LL ask for the ice cream menu." I was about to turn and lift my hand to catch the waiter's attention when Jenny lunged across the table, grabbed my arm and shoved it back down to my side.

“Actually that wasn't what I had in mind." She confided as she sat back down.

“Oh? Then what?" I stopped as Jenny slouched down in her seat before smoothly and gracefully slipping beneath the table. My eyes nearly popped out of my skull when I realised what she had in mind.

I quickly looked around, no one had noticed her. The waiters had gone back to their work and the table cover hung low over the sides, hiding my insane friend beneath.

I felt her hands on my knees shortly before she pried them open. Fuck, she was strong. Plus, I didn't want to accidentally knee her in the face and I could hardly see what she was up to down there.

“Everything alright here?" The waiter popped up beside our booth again.

Oh sweet fucking Jesus.

"Yeah, we're fine." I tried to sound casual.

“That was impressive." The man nodded to Jenny's empty plate as he picked it up along with mine.

“I'm sorry for doubting her." He smiled cheerfully. "Where is she?"

“Needed the Ladies room." I said as I felt Jenny's hands run down along the insides of my thighs.

“Ah, would you like the dessert menu?" He asked.

“No thanks, I'll wait until she gets back. We might just want the bill." I felt those hands smoothly stroke over the ever increasing bulge in my jeans. She was feeling the shape of my Length as it grew out along my inner thigh. When her fingertips started lightly tickling the tip of my cock I almost groaned at the sudden sharp jolt that went through my body.

“Jenny, what the hell are you doing?" I said through gritted teeth as the waiter walked away out of ear shot.

I only heard an impish giggle from under the table in response. The sensation of her hand stroking along the sizable bulge in my pants was soon followed by another feeling of her Lips gently kissing along the swollen member. The knowledge of what was happening to me alone was sending me crazy, it was a miracle I didn't mess up my jeans right there.

“Larry! How are you?" The sudden call of my name was the most terrifying sound I'd ever heard.