Sake, Sushi, and Cunnilingus, part 3

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While we were eating our appetizers and drinking our wine, Lori looked down and and said 'Oops, my napkin slid under the table. Be a dear and fetch it for me, will you?' I looked over and saw that it was missing. 'We can just ask for another.' I replied. 'No need for that, just take a look under the table', she said. I bent over and began pulling up the voluminous table cloth, and sure enough it was lying on the floor. I tried to pull it with my foot but it was just out of reach.


'This is going to be a tight fit', I said. 'Well I can't do it', she replied. 'Not in this dress'. I gave her an exasperated look and squeezed myself under the table. It was like being in a cave, since the ridiculous tablecloth was so long it was down almost to the floor all round, and it was a dark brown colour that blocked most of the light. I could not see much, just the cloth, the underside of the table, and Lori's disembodied calves, dimly.


As i reached for the napkin I saw the tablecloth moving, being drawn up over her legs to reveal their entire length. She nudged my with her foot to make certain I was watching, then spread her legs wide apart revealing her panties. Even in the dim light I could see a wet spot on them already. Knowing what she wanted I slid my hand up her leg and into her crotch, gently scratching at her clit through the panties. I could see her shiver, sliding down the seat a little toward me and pulling her dress up to her waist. I caressed her thighs for a few seconds and attended to her panties once more, but it was getting a little claustrophobic under there and I didn't want to encourage her further. Besides, I was getting nervous about being caught.


I shook my head and slid out from under the table, back into my seat. I handed her the napkin and giving her a peevish look, said 'Later'. She merely grinned back and said 'Why'? Just at that moment the attendant arrived with our entrees. As she placed the platter of sushi down on the table and gave us our individual helpings of wasabi and soy, I said aloud 'That's why!' The attendant had also brought a small ceramic carafe of warm Sake, which she poured for us, then retreated with a bow, closing the screens behind her.


I leaned over and whispered, 'Those screens are made of paper. Everyone can hear us. And what if we're in the middle of 'doing something' and the attendant opens the screens again with no warning?'. Lori just tilted her head and smiled, looking at me out of the corner of her eye.

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