Allyson approached the table and instead of taking her seat, she continued around the edge of the table till she was standing beside me. Reaching out with her left hand, she dropped something on the table in front of me and then moved back to take her seat. I looked down at the table, at the ball of white material in front me. At first I thought it was her linen napkin, but as the material began to decompress and expand I realized it was not a napkin. It was her panties! I picked up the white, lacy mesh panties, and studied them. There was a small, lavender bow on the waistband and as I opened them up I realized they were boy shorts and the mesh and lace front panel was completely see-through. They were also still slightly warm and very damp. I raised my eyes and looked across the table at Allyson.
“I hope this clears up any confusion about whether or not this is a date, or what my intentions are,” she said with a smile creeping across her face.
I was dumbfounded, and incredibly turned on. I raised the soft material and rubbed it across my face, inhaling her womanly scent and, as I locked eyes with Allyson, I extended my tongue and licked at the damp material. I saw her take a deep intake of breath as I got a faint taste of her sweet pussy. As I took another swipe of my tongue across her sheer panties I felt a deep ache between my legs. I lowered the panties from my face, my eyes never leaving Allyson’s.
“I hope that shows you my intentions too,” I said softly as I looked around quickly, hoping nobody had seen my wanton display.
“I’m glad we cleared that up,” Allyson said, her voice husky and excited. Allyson’s eyes fluttered, her long eyelashes captivating me. I could feel my pussy leaking into my thong as my excitement increased by the second. The sexual energy between us was palpable as Allyson whispered “You are a naughty girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I am. I can be as naughty as you want me to be,” I responded, the words catching in my dry throat.
“Let’s go back to my house, have another glass of wine, and you can show me how naughty you are.”
It wasn’t a question, and I wanted nothing more to be with her in private so I could ravish her body.
“I’d like that very much,” I answered, breathlessly.
Allyson turned and got the attention of our waitress, summoning her to the table. At the last second I dropped Allyson’s panties into my lap, away from the waitress’s eyes. Allyson insisted on paying, and I didn’t put up much resistance. My head was swimming with dirty thoughts too much too care. After settling the check, we rose to leave. I felt like everyone was staring at us as we departed, but I’m sure it was just my imagination, or maybe everyone was gawking as I carried Allyson’s balled up panties in my hand, my nipples hard as pebbles and my drooling cunt soaking my thong. We exited the restaurant and gave our tickets to the valet. As we stood waiting I turned to Allyson and gazed longingly into her intoxicating eyes. I was so horny I couldn’t think straight. The only thought I had was the need to feast on her. Allyson leaned in and kissed me softly, fanning the flame burning inside me and causing a fresh gush of juices into my thong. It was a quick kiss, but incredibly soft and sensual. She pulled away just as the valet arrived with her car.