"Don't talk like that here," she warned him, "people might hear you."

"How can they?" asked Gary, "I'm practically whispering in your ear."

He was also glancing down the front of her top, and though the material did not allow for a look at' her naked tits, it did reveal the tantalizing beginning of her cleavage.

"Mmmm," he whispered, "what a pair of tits you have."

He tried to give her a quick squeeze, but her hand blocked his and placed it on the table. He reached over and took her other hand, under the table and laid it on his leg.

Teri was shocked to feel something hot and rubbery under his pants. His dick was semi-erect and was slithering down his pants leg. She could not believe that he was so hot. He always seemed to want it at the wrong times and at the wrong places.

"Not now," hissed Teri, as she pulled her hand away.

"Just a little," asked Gary, "I don't expect to lay you on the table, but how about if we feel each other up a bit during dinner?"

His hand was already on her thigh, and rubbing and moving towards her crotch. His touch sort of thrilled her, but she had said no. As he touched her soft mound, she clamped her legs.tightly together and he was forced to stop.

"Damn you," he said, and downed his drink in defeat.

All the way home in the car, Teri could feel him looking at her and longing for her. She knew what to expect when they got home, and she was not mistaken. As soon as they closed the front door, Gary grabbed her and pulled her onto the couch.

"Alright," he said, "we're alone now. How about a little fun?"

"Here?" she answered, "in the living room?"

"Why not?" answered her husband, slipping his hand under her loose skirt and sliding up along her smooth, tapered legs.

"It's just not the right place," she responded, pulling free from his grasp. "If you must satisfy yourself, we'll go to the bed room."