. The second she started rubbing, she knew she’d made a mistake. The feeling shot over her like arcs of electricity – she felt her lips go numb, h...er legs began to shake and her nipples grew achingly hard – she could make out the tips through the fabric of her blouse.She wanted to stop, she really did, but she couldn’t – her fingers were playing with her lips and clit almost instantly. Without stopping, she managed to pull her skirt up around her waist and pull open her jacket and shirt. She. "Yep, Daddy I am ok!" She patted his leg for emphasis.He put his arm around her and drew her closer to him. He could feel her relax under his touch.They arrived a few minutes early at the restaurant. Rick gave his name for the reservation. They informed him that his guest had not arrived yet. The maitre d' seated them promptly, giving them a quiet corner away from the bustle that seemed to engulf much of the large room. Rick ordered drinks, and then excused him self as he went to the lobby to. I shook him to get him back in his senses.He then greeted me and gave me a hug. He then complimented me “You are looking damn gorgeous and sexy. If this was not a public place I would have surely pounded upon you.” I gave out a loud laughter. And we sat outside the hall for some time and exchanged few talks. Everyone was ogling at us. It looked kind of strange for us. While guys were continuously staring at my cleavage I was enjoying the scene. Meanwhile Rohan was feeling proud enough to show. Then at last I felt the fingers reach their goal, the spot where my bare thighs met; where the opening of my wet slit lay between the folds of my labia. Gently the fingers rubbed at the entrance to my slit, sliding up and down it. I felt myself starting to tremble even more, wanting the fingers to go further, but sensing that I shouldn’t speak or try to guide them. That wasn’t part of the game. But I gently slid one foot sideways across the floor of the wardrobe to spread my legs slightly,.