It s a dinner with friends. Laughter, glasses of wine, soft music... Everything seems normal. But she has another plan in mind.
They look at each other, smile knowingly. No one else notices... except her.
With complete discretion, she slowly slides down the table. No one notices; everyone is still talking. But he does. He feels her hands sliding down his legs, her getting dangerously close to his crotch.
And then it begins.
While the others continue with dinner as if nothing had happened, he tries to maintain his composure, control his gestures, his moans... but it s impossible. His face betrays him, his changes. She s having fun down below, enjoying the power she has, secretly pleasuring him.
The tension grows. The whispers, the wet sound, the eyes closed in pleasure.
It s a clandestine, morbid, intimate scene.
An unexpected surprise... but delicious.
