Desire

Couldn't Help Myself

I couldn't help myself.

My marriage was a sham, with no more love to give and no more passion in our bedroom. While my husband was sleeping I went on a dating website and created an account with multiple selfies and scandalous pictures of me in the lingerie that Derek gave me. Oh god,

I can't believe what I'm doing.

Multiple men had messaged me, calling me sexy and beautiful and asking if I wanted to go out to dinner, meet up, hook up, and just have a good time. And I'll admit it was really boosting my confidence. I couldn't remember the last time Derek gave me a compliment other than my cooking.

So here I was, about to walk into a restaurant to meet my date for the night. Derek said he was going to be out late with the boys and he wouldn't be in tonight, so it was the perfect opportunity. I was dressed in a low-cut, cross-top, floor-length dress that left little to the imagination. I had been hiding this in the back of the closet for months now. I took in a deep breath before getting out of my car and making my way to the restaurant. There he was, sitting in the waiting area for me. He looked up from his phone and smiled while getting up. I could feel my palms getting sweaty as he brought me into a friendly hug.

"Olivia, it's nice to meet you '' He said in my ear before pulling away. He held my arms in his as we both took each other's appearance. He wore a dark blue jacket with a black button-up and black pants. On his profile, he said he enjoyed fitness and I could tell. His muscular legs showed through his pants, and his toned torso hugged his shirt perfectly.

"Lucas, it's nice to meet you. '' I smiled sweetly at him. He let go of my arms and snaked a hand around my waist as he ushered me to the hostess.

"Two please," he said and we were ushered to a booth in the back of the restaurant. He helped me in first before sliding in next to me. Our booth was circular and very private for us. We ordered our drinks and appetizers quickly, wanting time alone together.

"You look lovely" Lucas complimented and I couldn't help but blush. He smirked at my light blush and wrapped his arm around me to pull me closer, "You're the only thing I want on the menu", I giggled at that, slapping my hand on his chest.

"Well that's the cheesiest line I've ever heard," confessed, still laughing.

"What, you don't like?" He laughed back

"Oh I do, I just didn't expect it so soon into our date" The waitress brought over our drinks and set them down, letting us know our food would be out soon.

"Well, I would be lying if I said I wasn't trying to get into your panties, especially after all of our messages over the past week" He confessed, taking a sip of his drink. I smiled knowingly and downed my martini before shifting toward him. He looked at me confused for a second as I grabbed his hand.

"What panties?" I asked as I moved his hand down to my inner thigh. He looked up quickly, looking around us to make sure no one was looking. He started moving his fingers lightly. Brushing the tips over my naked sex.

"Well aren't you the risk taker? '' He whispered in my ear as he kissed my neck. He grasped onto my thigh and pulled it up and over his own leg. He stretched out his legs, pushing mine apart. The tablecloth was low enough to hide us from the waist down. Lucas goes to move his hand further up my thigh when a Throat clears. We both looked up out of our trance to our waitress.

"Here are your appetizers" She smiled at us as she set them down, "Did you want to order a main dish, or do you two need some more time?" She asked sweetly.

"We'll order now," Lucas said, picking up his menu. I was about to protest when he moved his hand up my thigh and between my lips. I gasped but played it off as clearing my throat. "I'll have the Ribeye steak, medium rare and can I get beer batter fries with that" The waitress pulled out her notepad and started writing everything down, completely unaware of what was happening under our table. Lucas took no time finding my clit and teasing me by rubbing just around it, and lightly over it every now and then.

"And for you miss?" The waitress now turned to me. I gulped looking down at the menu, trying to form words without moaning.

"She will have," Lucas spoke up for me, but not before starting to rub my clit vigorously, stopping his teasing and now beginning his torture. "The smoked Salmon with broccoli stir fry on the side and a half lemon drizzle over it, if you wouldn't mind" Lucas smiled charmingly at our waitress as he handed back the menu. She smiled confidently, probably thinking he was being a little flirtatious.

"Of course, that'll be right out for you." With that she made her leave and I sighed and moaned out, leaning back into the booth and Lucas was still rubbing me. I grabbed his shoulder and brought him to me in a heated kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth with no hesitation. I pushed him back just for a moment. His smile was gone, and lust filled his eyes. His hand moved from my clit to my entrance and circled it, teasing me again.

"Mind if I have dessert first?" He asked, and before I could answer in confusion he slipped his hand from my wet pussy and dived under the table. He grabbed both my legs and spread them while pulling me to the edge of my seat. I gasped and moaned as he delved into my pussy. He sucked on my clit and flicked it with his tongue while he used three of his fingers to stretch my tight entrance. I didn't even care if anyone heard me at this point. It had been so long since I'd been touched like this that I forgot we were even in public. I wrapped my fingers in his dark hair, encouraging him to continue as I sat up straight. Seeing our waitress walking by.

"Is everything okay?" She asked, looking down at our untouched appetizers.
"Everything is fine," I answered with a forced smile.

"Let me know if you need anything" She smiled before walking away. I leaned back in the booth in relief and ecstasy, my stomach starting to tighten with an oncoming orgasm. I listed the tablecloth and made eye contact with my date. Biting my lip and leaning my head back as he quickened his pace with his tongue and his fingers. I pulled his hair, trying to get Hilton to stop, to pull back, to not humiliate me in public with a breathtaking orgasm. He moaned into my pussy as I pulled on his hair and I knew I was doomed. I covered my mouth with my other hand, my legs wrapping around Lucas's head as an earth-shattering orgasm hit me, harder than I ever thought possible.

I quivered and shook as Lucas continued to lick my sensitive clit until the only shocks coming from me were from his movements. He released me and pulled back, and I could see my juices coating his face. The devil smiled as he came back up to sit next to me, taking his napkin to wipe his face.

"Let's dig in, shall we? '' He said casually while diving into his appetizer. I just watched him, sitting there in amazement as he accrued so casually. Compared to the sweaty mess that I was in, my legs are still shaking.

"And here you guys are" Our waitress came by with our main course and saw them down in front of us, "Enjoy," She said with a wink towards me before leaving. My face felt like a tomato at this point, and I couldn't help but hide my face in Lucas's shoulder as they lifted with chuckles.

"You think she knows?" He asked, between bites of food.

"I think so" I giggled, sitting up and picking up my fork.

We ate in content silence, the only sound heard was our forks hitting our plates. But I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me. I looked over to Lucas who was focused on his steak. He felt my gaze and looked over at me.

"What is it?" He asked, wiping some sauce from his face.

"I don't know, '' I confessed as I looked away from him and out to the other tables. It was then that a pair of eyes caught mine and I couldn't look away. Those Striking blue eyes drilled holes into my skull. I held my breath as Lucas saw me stand still and followed my gaze.

"Who is that?" He asked, looking down at me.

"My Husband" Lucas took in a breath to speak again but I only clasped a hand on his thigh, telling him No. "And he's on a date with someone too"