Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 72

Bethany

POV

I was fed up with the thought of being taken or hurt or killed and that my sister wanted to harm me for what I was not sure. I cannot, for the life of me, work out what I had done in the past to deserve such hatred, so I decided to try a few things to liven up my life. I did not want to live in fear of what might happen, and take life by the preverbal horns and do things I had always wanted to do, be brazen and bold.

Now was the time. I decided from this moment my life was going to change; I was not going to be hiding and looking over my shoulder, waiting for something to happen. I looked at Theo as he sat down and looked about the restaurant. I could see him checking every place out for threats; he was trying to be so strong, but I knew he was worried, too.

I was going to do something about the direction my life was taking, and this restaurant was perfect for what I had in mind. At first, I touched him with my foot, to gauge his reaction, and it did not take long for the bulge to come. Then it was a little tricky getting under the table as seductively as I could and making my way to Theo. He tensed up when I reached him; one hand came down to push me away. I slapped his hand away, and he pulled it back up on the table; his pants were already tight, which told me he was more eager to enjoy what I was about to do. Getting his pants down was easier than I had expected; Theo must have accepted that this was going to happen and aided me by lifting them a little and slipping them down for easy access. The area under the table was not as cramped as I had expected once I found a comfortable position on my knees, and the thrill I was getting from doing something like this, had my panties soaked through. This was not in the same league as swimming in the pool naked, this was more exciting, and the risk of being caught added to that thrill.

While under the table, enjoying my man's taste, I considered what got into me. I was pleased that I had found the courage to do this and that it was sad that I needed a contract in my life to start being more adventurous and living it to the fullest. When the waitress came in, Theo stiffened and tried to pull away as discreetly as he could, but I did not stop what I was doing and gave his balls a little extra squeeze for having tried to stop me, and I heard a soft groan. I am unsure what he did above the table to hide his groan, but that made me take him in fully and bob a little slower.

This woman was doing everything she could to get Theo to go out with her. Little did she know I was listening to her every word, and she was sugary sweet. This may work with other men, but not with my man. He saw right through her, and no matter what she said or did, what was happening under that table reminded him of what he had and was not worth giving this woman the time of day.

I was enjoying making Theo squirm and knew he was trying not to show how much he was enjoying what was happening under the table whilst he tried to get rid of the waitress; the longer she was there, the harder it was for him not to let out a moan of pleasure. When she left, it was like all the tension was gone, and Theo exploded into my mouth. I was glad I had taken this chance to try something different; it was like taking the edge off all that had been building with the threat to my life, and I had no control over what could happen; this was taking control, but in a different way.

Theo's friends were laughing. I loved them, and that Markus would remove the woman immediately was more than I had anticipated, but that behavior would not reflect well on his restaurant. If a woman decided to put a review online regarding this waitress's behavior toward her boyfriend, it would be out there for the world to see, and that is not something you can afford to be how the world would view your restaurant, the staff is indeed the window to your place of work, and if they are bad, you are not going to want to go back there, no matter how good the food was.

We had an early night back home. Theo decided I needed to be rewarded for my actions at the restaurant.

'Sweetheart, I need you to feel like I did. Well, as close as I can make it, I am going to bring you close to your o****m and then stop, then start again, and though I cannot put someone outside the door trying to get in and catch us, I can let you feel frustrated that you cannot get you released.' He threatened.

'But Theo, Honey, you could have c*m at any time; just because the waitress was standing there should not have stopped you; I marvel at your self-control.' I giggled as he started to work on my body, and it was not long before I was ready to take over and finish the job. He licked and kissed and sucked and played with my lady parts, inserting a finger, then another, and then sucking the nub and inserting his tongue; he did everything he could possibly think of while down there, making me squirm and wiggle in need of some release, which he was denying me. I wanted to reach my release so badly that I placed my hand down there, only for him to slap it away. I tried again, and he grabbed my hand and held onto his, using one hand to work me to a frenzy and his tongue and, oh boy, his teeth, he gently bit my nub. I could not believe the sensation I gained when he did that. I screamed in shock and pleasure; though I did not reach the release I was searching for, I did replace a new high that was so close to one. I moaned and screamed out in pleasure and need for what seemed far too long before Theo was ready for me to have my release. What I did was under the table compared to what he had been doing to me. I could not fathom it, but I would do it all over again if this is what I got as punishment. Theo, at long last, climbed on top of me, his eyes full of concentration, and he wasted no time, slamming into me hard and fast. I think he was just as worked up as I was, and amidst the groans of pleasure as the speed and roughness of the thrusts grew, the explosion that I was looking for was found, and soon the release that exploded out of me, the need I had been trying for was given.

I screamed out Theo's name as I dug my nails into his back, and he roared out his release at the same time. He was panting hard, and his body was covered in sweat. The reward at the end was worth the long, slow, frustrating build-up that Theo had created. I am not sure if Theo climbed out of bed to clean up or just rolled me over and spooned in behind me, as I was asleep before even registering that I had rolled over, or then I was now surrounded by his warm, strong arms, my back to his solid chest, and his right hand cradling my left b****t.