Remote Control Surprise
By: Aubrey North
Tags: Short Story, Sexuality, Erotica, Romance, Relationships

Twenty minutes later, I had just taken my first bite of gnocchi when I felt it. A small vibration caused me to flinch in my seat. Jay raised an eyebrow and looked at his watch.

“An orgasmic first bite?” He laughed.

“It’s this cream sauce. It’s so rich.” I licked my fork, flicking my tongue around it playfully. The vibration pattern was dispersed at a rate that didn’t overwhelm me but was just enough to make my clit stand up. Jay returned his attention to his fettuccini and I tried my best not to grind my pussy into the chair along with the pulses. I could feel my breathing get heavier and it took a lot of willpower to not let a moan out at the table. I was dying to feel how wet I was becoming and wished dinner would end so we could take things even further. Then, the vibrations came to a halt.

“Jay, I want to touch myself.”

He chewed his food with an amused look on his face.

“Well, this tablecloth is quite long. The lighting is dim here.”

“I’m undoing my pants,” I whispered. Jay could tell from my facial expressions that I was already venturing into the panties to assess my wetness.

“How’s it feeling down there, Lara?”

I poked a couple of fingers inside my pussy, terrified of getting caught but too turned on to stop.

“It’s feeling like it needs your cock.” I slid further under the tablecloth as the waiter came by to clear our plates and ask if we’d like to order any dessert.

My immediate response was “no” since we never ordered dessert and I was hoping to rush back to the apartment. But Jay had other plans.

“Actually, I would love a coffee and a tiramisu. Darling, any for you?”

“No thank you.” I smiled sweetly, my hand still stuck in my damp panties.

The waiter left our table and Jay glanced at his watch again.

“Trust me, you’ll be glad I ordered dessert.”

I opened my mouth to speak but a jolt from below took over. My clit was sensitive from the last round and an intense longing surged through my body. I must have been unable to hide this because Jay quickly opened the app on his phone.

“You’re making the O-face. I should turn this down…in two minutes.” He winked.

The vibration pattern was much more rapid than the last and I was afraid I might come before dessert arrived. I began to feel flushed and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“Please say something so it looks like we’re talking.” I needed Jay to carry the conversation.

“Do you like being teased in public like this? Do you think anyone else knows how wet I’m making your pussy without even touching you?”

I spread my legs and sunk my fingers further into the vibrating wetness. It didn’t matter that I could only finger myself lightly, I was extremely aroused and it took a concerted effort to stave off the impending orgasm.

The waiter brought out Jay’s dessert and the bill. He fished through his wallet for his credit card and I avoided making eye contact with the waiter.

The vibrations shut off finally and I tried to drink from my wine glass but my hand was shaking.

“Was everything alright for you Ma’am?” the waiter asked.

“Perfect, thank you!”

“Yeah, she’s just been buzzing about the food all night,” Jay smirked at his own joke and I kicked him under the table.

Watching him finish his tiramisu felt like a lifetime as I waited anxiously for another round of vibrations to send me over the edge. I zipped up my pants and dried my fingers off with one of the fancy cloth napkins on the table.

“Little do they know that isn’t from the sauce,” I mumbled as I ordered an Uber. “Let’s go outside, they’ll be here in two minutes and I could use some air.”