Chapter Nine
There’s a shit ton of people in here, Alexa thought as she leaned forward. She tried to smile as a waiter passed by but the best she could do was softly wince. Gary didn’t seem to pay any attention to her predicament. His nose was still buried in the menu, trying to figure out what he’d want for dessert.
She needed to relax. She reached for her wine glass but stopped halfway there. I don’t want to lose my composure so soon.
“You sure you’re okay with the coconut?” he suddenly asked her.
She did the best smile she could muster then answered, “Yes, It’ll go down well with the oysters and shrimp.”
“All right, you said so,” he warned.
She didn’t mind. A lot of people didn’t like the taste of coconut no matter how it was prepared but for her it gave a strange, refreshing feeling. It was like nice iced tea while sun bathing.
They were getting into the groove of things and for a few minutes she completely forgot about the little egg inside her. However, just as she was finishing her appetizer Gary reached into his pocket and turned it on.
Buzz.
It was on the lowest setting and it vibrated only for a split second but it was enough for Alexa to nearly choke on her food. She had to bite down hard to prevent herself from screaming and she tightened her legs, hoping to move the vibrator.
“G-Gary,” she stuttered as she looked at him in the eye. “P-please, not while we’re eating.”
He looked straight back at her and smiled.
Buzz.
This time it was a little stronger, in the middle setting, and he kept it on for nearly two seconds. Gary watched in delight as she squirmed in her seat. Alexa tried her best to look as normal as possible but a jolt like that got her to bite down hard on her finger.
Worse yet, she could feel her pussy getting excited. She could feel her panties getting wet and warm as the sensation of lust began to rise in her guts.
“So,” Gary casually started saying as if nothing weird was going on. “Tell me more about your family.”
What? She could not believe the topic he was trying to broach right after sending a jolt into her womanhood. “I-I don’t follow.”
“Tell me more about you,” he repeated. “I want to know everything there is about you. I mean, we are on a date, right?”
Buzz.
“F-fuck,” she muttered but as softly as she could. Gary buzzed it again and then again. He continued to vibrate the toy for almost ten seconds straight before he stopped, allowing her to catch her breath. When she looked around, Alexa realized she had both hands grabbing tightly on the edge of the table. One of the waiters was staring in her direction.
“Yes, fucking is good,” he told her in a rhetorical manner. “That isn’t our main subject, however. You have any siblings?”
Evil. She could not help but grin at the scheme he had cooked up.
“I do,” she then answered. “I have a little sister. She’s turning twenty-five next month.”
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-seven,” she answered.
“Your sister hot?”
She laughed and nodded her head, “I got to admit, she’s a looker. She’s dating someone though, so don’t dream any further than what you have on the table.”
Gary laughed with her and took a bite out of his meal. After chewing he pressed on for more, “What about your parents? Your accent makes me think you’re not really from here.”
“Good observation,” she said after taking a bite herself. “We’re originally from Seattle. Had to move East when my dad got a new job a few years back. When he died everyone moved back but I stayed.”
“Sorry to hear that,” Gary offered his condolences. “How’s your mom?”
Buzz.
This was on the highest setting but it only lasted for a few seconds. Alexa felt her eyes roll and she knew she had openly moaned a bit, despite gripping her knife and fork as tightly as possible to prevent this.
“She’s, uhm, she’s f-fine,” Alexa weakly answered. She looked around and noticed a few other diners stealing glances in her direction. “She’s a writer, likes to stay at home and have coffee. My sister works as an architect.”
Gary mouthed a silent whistle, “Impressive. No wonder you’re such a woman of high caliber. It runs in the family. By the way, how are you feeling down there?”
“Wet and losing control,” she admitted. By the time she could relax her legs she had already gone through another glass of wine. “I can’t do this much longer. I’m losing my fucking mind here.”
Gary had that wicked smile on his face upon hearing her drop all formalities. “Good. A lot of women try to hold their true selves in, to keep their images up. Guys do it all the time too. I do it since I run several corporations. The truth is, however, that the only way to be free is to let go of all these unnecessary restrictions we put on ourselves.”
“Now you’re starting to get philosophical,” she replied before taking a small bite out of her shrimp. She chewed and relished the dish but when she was done she pointed a fork at him and said, “What you’re hinting at is hedonistic – we need to give in to our desires and just be the beast inside.”
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
She buried her face in her palms and when she looked up at him he was holding the remote out in the open. It was on the dining table and he was just casually tapping the buzzer like it was nothing to him.
“F-fuck me,” she begged him. She took her index finger and popped into her mouth, hoping the look on her face would be enough for him to let go and, as she just put it, give in to their desires.
Buzz. Buzz.
Alexa was losing all her control. She was starting to squirm in her seat to a point where it was visually distractive. She had to constantly bite down on her lip or finger to stop herself from moaning too loud and her undergarments were beginning to soak.
“P-please,” she begged again. “Please.”