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It occurred to him that Stephanie probably picked this spot so they would be noticed. When she retreated, Connor remained leaning against the car, trying to get his bearings.
"What's your safeword, pet?" Stephanie asked softly.
"Red, mistress," Connor said, unsure of why she was asking.
"I'm going to give you your treat soon. You can order whatever you like, okay? It'll be fun."
Stephanie held out her hand, and Connor took it, mulling over her words. Stephanie often liked to buy him things, the pants being an example. But both times she had said she would give him his treat. But he didn't see her take anything from the house, and he knew the diner food didn't count as a treat in Stephanie's eyes.
The question plagued him as their waiter greeted them, and continued to as Stephanie examined the almost empty restaurant, and for some reason picked a table in the back corner. Connor actually didn't even see the table she elected to sit at until they walked past the one he thought was there.
"I'll be back with you all in a few moments, okay?" The waiter smiled at the two of them, and walked away.
Stephanie immediately picked up the menu. "What are you going to get, babe?" she asked, as she flipped through the menu.
Connor took a deep breath to calm himself and started to look at the menu again. "I'm not sure. I was thinking about breakfast for dinner? Maybe?"
He looked at the menu, and started to narrow down his choices. When he got to the point he was deciding between French Toast or the Waffles (which he always got), he noted a firm sensation against his calves. Connor looked up at Stephanie, who was biting on a thumbnail as she concentrated on the menu. He shook his head and ignored the soft sensation of her foot rubbing against his calves.
The waiter came back with their waters and flashed them a brilliant smile. "Are you guys ready to order?" He looked at Connor expectantly, but as soon as he did Connor froze.
Stephanie's foot, previously regulated to his ankles, was now creeping towards the inside of his thigh, and rubbing against the inside of his knee. Connor had had a lot of things done to him, but for some reason in this restaurant with the waiter right there, he lost the ability to think properly. And subsequently, he completely blanked on his order.
"Um, I - uh," Connor scrambled to look at the menu again, while Stephanie
"Yes. I'll have the bacon avocado omelette with a Chai latte, and he'll have the loaded waffles with extra butter on the side and some coffee," Stephanie said calmly. "Oh, and can we also have an extra plate? In case we want to share," she smiled.
The waiter scribbled on the notepad. "Will that be all?"
"Yes, thank you."
The waiter walked away.
As soon as he was out of range, Stephanie moved her foot directly on to Connor's crotch and pointed her toes against his dick. She could feel it twitching through the fabric slightly, and she rubbed the ball of her foot up and down, moving the fabric against him. As she did, his face got redder and redder.
"I can't believe you can still blush," she commented lightly, as she slipped her other foot out of its sandal. "Clearly I'm not doing a good enough job if there's still blood that can reach your face."
Connor just sat in his seat and breathed heavily.
"Take It out," Stephanie ordered.
"Yes mistress," Connor whispered.
She moved her foot so that he could shove his pants underneath his balls. When she replaced her foot and rubbed her big toe over his head, she grinned as she felt a spurt of precum hit her toes. She wished she could see his dick, but kneeling underneath the table and taking him into her mouth was out of the question. Instead she smeared the precum in between her toes and spread her toes to rub his dick in between them.
Connor contented himself with sitting quietly, but when she pressed her big toe over his dick and rubbed the head, he couldn't help but gasp.
"Shh, baby," Stephanie smiled widely and continued to