Hazel put her hand on my c**k and rubbed it ‘Not a chance, we’re leaving now.’
With that she stood up and walked round the table. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up.
‘No one’s going to see it anyway,’ she said laughing.
As I got up, I looked down and I saw 2 bulges. One was from my pocket where I had put Hazel’s knickers and the other was from my c**k, pressing against my jeans, urging me to release it. ‘
‘There was no way I was going to walk through the restaurant looking like this,’ I thought to myself. So I untucked my shirt and pulled it down across the front of my jeans. It covered up my stiffness, but it didn’t help me trying to walk in a normal way as we moved to the doorway.
‘I still know it’s there,’ Hazel said smiling.
‘So do I,’ I replied. ‘Adjusting myself as I was walk
