Chapter 2

Rita walked the short distance from her house to the rental shop. David smiled at her, wearing a revealing sundress with several buttons unfastened and the top folding over to show a decent amount of cleavage. He handed her a helmet to wear on their motorcycle ride to the restaurant.

“You look very beautiful and smell nice too. I don’t recall smelling perfume on you.”

“It’s a special occasion, six months since we first met,” she smiled, her eyes again drawn the the bulge in his crotch.

“Time flies when you’re having fun.”

“You’re not going to take me for another one of your crazy rides, are you? Why do you have to find almost every back alley and staircase to ride up or down?”

“It’s fun to do, and you never know when I’ll have your father chasing me after I kiss you.”

“You haven’t even touched me, let alone kissed me.”

He leaned closer, giving her a soft kiss on the lips. “There, now I’ve kissed you. Quick, here comes your father!” He joked, and she did look behind her, then smiled, playfully slapping his shoulder.

“I promise this time I’ll stay on the roads.”

“We have reservations for 8, and 7:30 was full.”

David fastened his chin strap, then kicked started the motorcycle, feathering the throttle. He helped Rita climb on the back, and his foot dropped it into gear.

“Hang on tight!”

“I will, I trust you, David, and feel safe with you.” He looked into her pretty brown eyes, then stole another kiss. She pressed her ample breasts to his back, her left hand on his hip, the right low across his stomach at his belt buckle.

The rear wheel kicked up some gravel as they took off, the engine going through the gears. David made his way through the streets toward their destination.

“You should be careful where you keep your hand around me,” he commented, about how low it was on his stomach as he approached a stop sign.

“Are you afraid I might do this?” Rita slid her hand down, gripping his crotch, and rubbed his cock through his pants.

“Yes.” He moved her hand to his belt buckle, but she returned to grip his cock and balls. Her hand moved to his stomach as he resumed their ride.

David was parked by other motorcycles across from Ghisa’s restaurant. They left their helmets on the motorcycle, and David offered his hand, admiring her sultry beauty, escorting Rita to the front door and memorizing the number of steps.

“Buonasera. Abbiamo una prenotazione per due per le 20. Mi chiamo Rita Donato.”

“Good evening. We have a reservation for two for 8 p.m. My name is Rita Donato.”

“Sì, abbiamo la tua prenotazione per due al secondo piano. Ti prego, seguimi.”

“Yes, we have your reservation for two on the second floor. Please follow me.”

David looked at Rita’s small ass in her form-fitting dress as they ascended the stairs. They were guided to a small table in the corner with a partial view of the lower level. She sat on a chair against the wall, and he needed his back against the wall as well. She watched as he moved his chair to be on her left and rearranged his place setting.