Anaïs did not suspect a thing. She knew that this evening would be special, without putting her finger on the turn of events. She had only received an email at the office during her working hours. It was Holy. She had met him on an ordinary dating site, when she was still looking for a traveling companion. The dates were all more boring than the next. Until Holy. He didn't have the same words as the others, the same attitudes. He spoke little but answered immediately, was rather curious and attentive. Anaïs had very quickly been able to trust him and their exchanges did not take long to take a turn… particular. We will have plenty of time to talk about it again in another story. She could get wet just by thinking of him, after everything he had texted to her, all the promises that had to run through her body. She squeezed her legs in front of her desk. In capital letters, he had simply written: MEETING TONIGHT RUE DE LA BALEINE 8 PM PUT A DRESS NOTHING BELOW PREPARE YOU She closed the email directly while blushing. A priori no one had seen him. She was hot, a trembling betrayed her a little. Tonight she would have what she wanted. 19H. In the shower, Anaïs took care to wash every part of her body, focusing on her privacy, her plump breasts, her shaved penis and her plump buttocks. She wanted to do herself good, the hot water flowing over her curves stimulated her, her suction cup dildo was at hand. She gently stroked the silicone cock. She was already imagining her lover's throbbing cock, stroking it up and down with her fingers, before shoving it fully into her mouth. She licked her lips while gently spreading her legs to pass a finger. No. She didn't have time. She wanted to be perfect for him, to be desirable, to give him the effect she had managed to give with words. Her little red dress, too short to be discreet but too long to be indecent, hugged her perfectly. As ordered, she wore nothing underneath, which made her regularly pull the hem of her dress. She took the time to contemplate her fall of kidney, Anaïs could be proud of it. With a pair of pumps and a trench coat, she would be irreducible. Time to make a quick ponytail with her gorgeous curly hair and she was off to join the man of her nights. 8 p.m. sharp, Anaïs was waiting for him at the planned place, a cigarette in her mouth. It was good June outside, and she felt a light warm breeze caress her penis under the dress. It was pleasant, she even felt the humidity of her den which gave her freshness. A young man walked towards her quietly. She saw him from afar, her heart starting to accelerate to the rhythm of the footsteps. Normal size, rather thin. Elegant in a casual outfit. Her short red hair gave off an effect of flame with the gleams of the setting sun. She even managed to make out beautiful green eyes behind her large-rimmed glasses. It was Holy. She remained fixed there, without moving, her legs trembling. Holy, who had made her feel so longing, stood in front of her. He respectfully stepped forward and kissed the corner of her lips. Gently, a hand brushed against his. By withdrawing, he simply took the time to say in the hollow of the ear "I am very happy to meet you". Anaïs shuddered. She quickly finished her cigarette to enter the restaurant. A waiter greeted them directly by taking their coat. The subdued light, the tables set apart and the art-deco style gave this place a more than intimate, almost sensual allure. Their table was located towards the back, surrounded by two other occupied tables. The majority of clients were in their 30s / 40s, as a couple or with friends. When they crossed the ranks, Anaïs could feel the gaze of the men on her. She had won her bet. She was wanted. Holy was walking beside her, his arm around her waist. He wasn't looking at her but was smiling softly, aware of the effect she was having. When they took their places, Anaïs felt Holy's hand descend for a second on her buttocks. He kept an innocent look and sat down opposite. He looked her straight in the eye. She blushes. He liked him very much. The evening passed quietly, they spoke of banal subjects, succeeding glasses of wine and dishes. He made her laugh, she made him smile. Their eyes never let go. The mood warmed as Holy gently asked her if she was ready for tonight. "- What are you planning? - You know I can't tell you about it, that would be a waste… - Can't you give me a clue at least? He replied in a firm but soft voice: - You must not wipe anything. "Nothing to wipe ... His words seemed to resonate with Anaïs. She could smell butterflies down her stomach, not noticing that he dropped his fork on the floor. Holy crouched down to retrieve it. Anaïs was watching the waiter coming back to them with a bottle of wine when she jumped. A hand stroked her ankle. Heat wave. The hand went up slowly on his calf, his thigh. She was blushing with excitement mixed with shame. Provided no one sees them. The waiter was not far away. The hand went up again, roamed the inside of her thighs ... Then entered her. Anaïs barely suppressed a sigh. He had fingered it for a second, without saying anything. The waiter arrived as Holy sat down to the table. "- Are you all right sir? - I just dropped a place setting, could you bring me another one? - Of course. Madame a little water? Anaïs was red and was breathing rapidly.- Everything is going well thank you. I'm a little hot. The waiter moved away from them. She looked at him intently, her thighs tightened by this gesture. Holy looked back at him while licking his finger.- I see that you respected my instructions. "Anaïs withdrew to go to the conveniences. She sat down, pulling up her dress. Soaked. Mixed with shame and guilty pleasure, she quickly wiped herself off to limit the damage. His fingers slid over her clit, exciting her even more. She was trying as best she could to come to her senses. If he had affected her so much with one finger, what was to be expected next?As he pulled the sliding door, a man blocked his way. He grabbed her by the neck to lead her to a darker corner of the restaurant. Holy my god… He knew she liked it, that violent side that gave her so much pleasure. They looked each other in the eyes. She reached out to try to grab his cock. He caught up with her and pinned her to the wall. She was frozen. "- When you get out of this restaurant, you'll be my dog. You will call me Monsieur and you will tell me, is that clear?- Yes - Yes who? - Yes sir. Excuse me. "He kissed her. She felt the fruit of her excitement flow down her leg. His cock was totally wet following this new promise from him. When they returned to the table, people looked at them more insistently. If they suspected something, Anaïs didn't care. She only wanted one thing right now. Him. She gently took off a shoe. Quietly, she raised her leg to reach her goal. Holy looked up, startled by this cavalier behavior. She massaged his tail in front of the whole assembly, barely hidden under a too short tablecloth. She felt it hard, cramped in those tight pants. He reacted to each of her caresses. Holy looked her in the eyes. She held the gaze, gently bit her lower lip, to excite him. He remained calm,Anaïs heart almost exploded when he paid the bill. It was now she who was going to pay the price for her provocation. He handed her his jacket delicately, like a true gentleman, before holding the door for her to exit. Outside she looked around, the street was still a little full, she was afraid of what awaited her. He took her hand. They walked quietly, like two lovers. Holy gazed forward as if searching for something. " - What shall we do now ? she asked.- Walk ahead. "She obeyed and walked a few feet in front of him. Snooping his reactions, she began to waddle, swinging her butt more roughly so that he could see her forms at work. He didn't miss a thing, looking at the surrounding str ...

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