Dinner With a Vibe
A buzzing erotic short with a sweet surprise
She talks louder than what feels natural to disguise the dull buzzing sounds emerging from under the table. The pizzeria seems especially quiet and she recalls the paranoid feeling of being a pot-stoned teen in public for the first time: ‘They all know [we’re high]!’
“More wine?”
The waiter fills her glass and she could swear he’s giving her a wink. Her cheeks flush pink prosciutto.
“I don’t know about this,” she whispers nervously.
Sir smirks at her from across the table and fondles the tiny remote in his hand. She responds to the boost with a gasp and takes a large bite of her four-cheese pizza to muffle her moans.
“Hmmmmm, that is some gooooood Quattro-Formaggio!” she exaggerates, savoring the mediocre pie like fine Foie Gras.
Mascarpone drips down her chin and she manages to catch it moments before it spoils her silk shirt. Swallowing two fingers, she licks it off with a shrewd smile and lets them slide out, slowly, while looking Sir deep in the eyes. She loves nothing more than to tease him.
Despite staying cool as a cucumber, she knows from the glimpse in his eyes that he enjoys this far more than he lets on. Again, he clicks the remote. The added…
