She smiles as he steps over to help her off with her
coat. She whispers in his ear that he might not want
to do that. Curiously he asks why. As she smiles coyly.
Because this is all I'm wearing. He shakes his head as
if not sure of what she said as she stands there grinning.
She whispers again, I'm not wearing anything except
this coat and my heels. As he realizes what she said, his
eyes show surprise. This woman standing before him that
he loves so dearly, never ceases to amaze him. He pulls
her chair out for her and seats himself as he motions for
the waiter to bring their champaigne. They toast to the
evening ahead.

Their faces flush from the arousal that is building
inside them. His mind far away from the food that graces
his plate. He can't take his eyes off her as he
hungrily scans her body from head to toe. The anticipation
over takes him as he pays the check and rushes them to
the door.

He hails the taxi and begins kissing her passionately.
Nothing can stop him now. He unbuttons her coat as
his lips devour her body. She unbuttons his pants and
finds his manhood eagerly. They can't help themselves
as he enters her and they passionately make love. The
intensity building as their moans and lovemaking fills
the air.

They climax together as the explosion leaves them totally
breathless. They lean back in total fullfillment. They
notice at the same time the steam on the windows and
slowly look to the front seat at the taxi driver and
realize he has stopped the car and is watching them in
the mirror. They had forgotten he was there.
The night was a success.