I keep thinking about my fantasy about being outside naked and walking around. The thrill of almost getting caught is overwhelming. I turn the TV off ...and walk to my backdoor. I step outside on my porch. It is a warm night but there is a cool breeze. I take a deep breath and remove my top and shorts. The air feels so good on my nipples they get hard in an instant. The wine has gone to my head some and I close my eyes and breath deeply. I take off my panty’s and I notice they are damp and have a. As I sit down next to her, Larita immediately grabs my cock (thank god for the tablecloth) which hid this from the other patrons.Our waitperson (Lee Ming) I would learn her name later, is very attentive and seems to know what we want before we even ask. At one point during our meal Larita makes sure Lee would catch her stroking my cock and to catch a glimpse when no one else was looking.After a superb dinner, we leave her a big tip and go up to the room. Entering the room, Larita takes me on a. I looked down at my manhood squeezed into the tight steel ring of the Asslock Cock Ring, engorged purple and swollen with the rose red glans fully exposed it was already dribbling a silvery snail trail of pre cum down it's veiny shaft. Red, swollen, and angry it looked almost obscene, I had to restrain an impulse to slap it from side to side. Suddenly feeling a strong and much welcome surge of male pride I found myself exulting in my cock's masculine purposeful appearance, enjoying it's heavy. Uh oh, what?Kara and Brian were staring at them wide-eyed. Julie was looking on from the doorway with a wide smile.We’re busted.“How did you do that?” Kara asked.“Do what?” Leanne said.“It was like you were dancing,” Kara said. “Moving around each other like that. Communicating with glances.”“It’s like that boy has lived here for years,” Brian said. “He knew where to find everything without asking.”Julie laughed. “I think that we were seeing a textbook example of a shared psychosis. I think.