sabina21: perhaps an interesting conversation. lol
kera69love: yeah that was the point, I wanted to show our loving couple in normal, everyday environments that are removed from senshi business. Sometimes those are really funny, sweet and cutie.
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Mistaken identity
Drabble 411
Mamoru POV
I've been anticipating this night for a few weeks now. Usagi is wearing this soft, stunning baby blue dress with a light shimmer to it with her new similar colored push up bra that makes her look even more appetizing. In fact there's about an inch or two of bra showing above the dress she has on but due to the coloring you can't tell unless you really look at it or know that she's wearing a similar colored bra.
The dress goes to about knee length and her heels are nearly four inches, giving off a nice view of how her rump looks. All in all, she is dressed to the nines, and everything on her fits like a damn glove. I myself am wearing a nice suit for the restaurant I'm taking her to. It's pretty exclusive and definitely hard to get into. I just barely got on the waiting list a few months back and it took a few months to even get things set up.
Yet they finally did and now we were on our way to the exclusive restaurant in downtown Tokyo. I drove us there in my sports car and made sure to pay the valet an extra few yen. I've previously had side jobs like his before and knew that while these cars were nice and expensive. They were a hassle to park as you were utterly terrified of possibly scratching the paint job or getting fired if there was ANYTHING wrong with it.
I quit it after one summer when I nearly did just that to a sports car three feet longer than mine. The front nose piece dovetailed downward and I could barely see the headlights. It was nerve wracking to say the least. I'd rather work on the internal organs of a patient than do that again. Different skill sets, different stressors and the parking of expensive cars at the end of the day wasn't what I wanted to do with my life.
So yeah I pay the valet decently cause I know how stressful this can be on its own. I even recognize one of the valets as he nods to me. It's nice to see him again.
"Good to see you man. Looks like you made it out of the 99%." he jokes. I laugh back, "Not even close, this is an anniversary date of sorts. I've been trying to get in here for nearly six months just to make the dates line up." I hold Usagi's arm close to mine and look into her blushing face lovingly. "She rarely asks for anything so something like this is worth it when you have such a loving and caring girlfriend on your arm."
"Ah so this is Usagi. Heard a bit about you," he extends his hand out to hers which she happily accepts and shakes back with enthusiasm.
"All good I hope," she jokes as he chuckles himself, "Very much. We were beginning to think he made you up with how he went on and on about you."
She blushed again at his compliment.
"In fact we really thought he made you up due to the positive light he put you in, which reminds me, you got any sisters?"
She laughs. "Not by blood but I have four besties that are everything to me. Like sisters."
He grins. "Hey, set me up," he jokes then gets serious. "Seriously set me up."
She giggles back. "Shoot Mamo – chan out a text of what you're interested in so that way I can properly match you up," she suggests as he nods and shows us the door to get in.
"Nice one Mamoru – san."
I nod. Once we get inside the decor alone speaks of the richness of this restaurant. It makes me glad that I saved up for this dinner.
"Mamo - chan this place is beautiful looking," Usagi marvels as we are taken to our reserved seats. The hostess nicely places us near the kitchen so we have a lovely view and now hungry stomachs as the food can be easily smelled. However once we sit down and get our menus Usagi's face drops.
"What's wrong?" I ask her.
She blushes then leans over and asks me in a hushed tone, "Let me preface this by saying it's not that I don't think that you can afford this but, isn't this a bit much?"
She points at some of the price tags of the food that look phenomenally delicious in their pictures. Yet even I have to agree that $54 for lamb and a potato is a bit expensive.
"Mamo - chan I appreciate the effort of bringing me here but we can go someplace else," she offers as she looks at the menu with hungry yet very reserved eyes. Her stomach is at war with her conservative outlook on the prices. I understand her perspective though. She grew up middle to low class and I was in the orphanage for a long while. We both look at this as highly extravagant.
I debate if we really should stay or go even if I did save the money for it.
"Mamoru seriously, we can go someplace else."
Usagi is such a wonderful person, even now she's ready to leave so we can be someplace more economical even though it's our anniversary.
As tempted as I am to do so, her willingness to leave just makes me want to stay and treat her more. I smile, "Nah I've got this. Just order what you want to eat. We'll just have dinner if that makes you happy."
She agrees with reluctance and peruses the menu but I know she's still debating. That is till the waiter comes along.
"Can I start you two off with anything? A fine cabernet?" He offers the wine selection.
As Usagi doesn't drink and I'm driving I politely decline. The waiter accepts this as Usagi asks for just some water as do I. We both enjoy some small talk before I realize that I need to use the restroom.
"I'll be right back, my lunch is ready to come out," I joke as she smiles and waves me off. I walk over to the restroom and use it with relief. Once back out I'm feeling even less stiff than before.
Just as I'm about five feet from my table a random man grabs my arm. "Finally, it's like you people don't know the concept of waiting on tables."
I'm utterly confused for a moment. "Sorry?" I ask.
"Our table needs service." I go to tell him I don't work there once I figure out WHO he thinks I am but I get cut off. "Now I don't care if you're on break or whatever else, you're here to do a job, nothing else."
I breathe in deeply to reign in my own temper as his ignorance and disrespectful attitude is getting on my nerves.
"Sir I..."
He begins to try to yank me again but I hold firm and yank my arm out of his grip.
"What the hell?" he barks then gets into my face, "Your only thought process is to do as your ordered to do. Are you not capable of that, you simple minded monkey...is that why you're a waiter?"
His words trigger my anger further as he tries to grab for me again. This time I'm having none of it as I gently but firmly push him back and tell him in an even more firm voice, "Sir I do NOT work here. Now if you don't mind I will be joining my girlfriend back at OUR table."
I was hoping that that would be enough but apparently I was wrong.
As I turn to leave he barks out, "Lying sack of useless crap. Where's your manager?"
Then as if in a bad movie he grabs my shoulder from behind and yanks, hard. My instincts react too fast for either of us to calculate as I dislodge his grab and knock him back into another waiter coming out from the back. The waiter barely dodges the fall back and barely saves the courses on the tray as he avoids the situation. However the waitress coming out isn't so fortunate as the man gets back up and bangs into her.
The hot food dumps all over him as she is unable to stop it from sliding off the large tray.
"You imbecile!" the man shouts at her and looks ready to blow his top and lung at her.
"HEY!" I bark at him as the waitress looks ready to use the tray as a defensive weapon if need be. The man looks at me. "If you'd get your head out of your ass you'd see that YOU caused that no one else, AND if you bothered to do that thing called LISTENING, you'd have understood that I do NOT work here and was just trying to go back to my table."
His red face is only upstaged by a slightly shorter lady coming up to us. She was about fifties-ish and had an expression of 'this better be good' on her face.
"Fire this incompetent waiter! He's refusing to serve me! And fire this girl too, she dumped that food on me," he demands of her.
The lady, who merely curls a brow at him asks, "Is that all?" he nods his head as she looks to the waitress first. "Dina, go into the back and tell the cooks to re-cook the food that was no longer edible."
The waitress scurries off.
"But..." the man tries when the woman looks at him with an expression that could make Lucifer himself shut up.
"As for you…," she looks at me. "I'm deeply sorry sir for the trouble caused this evening. Please your meal will be on us for this ordeal and as for you sir..."
She gives him a stern angered expression. "I don't care if you're the mayor's uncle or not, your antics have caused quite the disruption in my restaurant this evening, please leave."
He gets red faced again, "I will make sure this place suffers greatly."
At that threat I speak up, "Careful sir, you might not want to issue a threat that can't be taken back or backed up for that matter."
He looks at me. "So you're going to let your wait staff treat customers like this?" he asks.
I roll my eyes but she beats me to the punch. "Sir he's NOT part of my staff. I know everyone here and he is not on my payroll. You've disturbed the dinner of another customer."
He looks at me as realization hits him.
"He looks dressed like one – you should dress better than one of them!" he accuses me as if it's my fault. That's when another gentleman appears. Someone who looks more dressed for a casual night out versus this restaurant comes up. The manager gets a smile on her face.
"Pierre Rolando, how lovely to see you here this evening," she smiles as he looks over to the red-faced man.
"I couldn't help but overhear the conversation."
Once he faces him, the red faced man goes nearly deathly white. I'm seriously considering asking if he's okay as the color drains from his face.
"I ah didn't know you'd be here..." he sheepishly admits.
The Pierre guy says, "Why wouldn't I? This is one of my favorite places where I can come in and be myself along with my wife.''
The now near ghost white guy whom I'm still seriously considering asking if he's okay as he's looking quite pale nods his head and goes to sit back down.
It's not till seconds later that Pierre begins to laugh just as Usagi comes up to me.
"Is everything okay?" she asks in concern.
"Everything is fine sweet lady," Pierre speaks to her as she notices him.
"Oh wow Pierre Polando...your reputation in the fashion industry is second to none on designer wear. I have a few pieces myself that my Mamo – chan has graciously bought for me," she gushes and now it hits me.
This guy is HUGE in the fashion industry, now the other guy's reaction makes more sense. He embarrassed himself in front of a mogul AND insulted him.
"Thank you very much, please enjoy your dinner, perhaps later we can enjoy dessert together. y treat."
Just as I'm about to accept for Usagi she says, "Thank you but we have...other dessert plans."
She looks at me with a clear longing expression on her face.
"Ahh yes I know that look...madame Buffey, make sure they get a dessert of their choosing on me." t
The manager nods her head and looks at us. "When you're ready to order we will be happy to assist you."
I nod as Usagi says, "Thank you both so much, if you'll excuse us."
She leads me away from both of them as she takes me towards the back area. Before I can ask what she's doing she pulls me into a staff closet that's beyond dark and kisses me like her life depends on it as I can do nothing other than reciprocate.
Correction, where I HAPPILY reciprocate as our tongues dive and dance together.
"We don't have much time," I tell her as she drives her hands into my pants, grabbing onto him and giving a few good yet smooth yanks to get him going.
"I know...but seeing you being so protective and defending them was a turn on."
Before I can even compute that she seemingly disappears and in the dark I really can't tell where she's at so I remain still so I don't accidentally knock into her.
"Usa...?" I whisper.
Seconds later I feel my pants coming undone and her mouth suddenly wrapped around my cock as I brace myself against the wall.
"Usa…," my voice tighter now as she engulfs all of me into her mouth. I rise up pretty fast as she adjusts herself from what I can hear as I still can't see her. I find her head and pump into her mouth a few times, enjoying the treat before I find myself rising too fast so I pull myself out.
I happen to catch the light coming from beneath the door and see her deep blue eyes looking back at me. The passion and love in them is undeniable. My cock goes further rock hard as I pull her up, pin her to the wall now, yank up her dress as she whimpers under her breath and slam myself home into her. Her voice quivers as she tries to remain soundless. Yet little whimpers escape her mouth.
I feel her heated core as I press myself into her. My member is surrounded by her walls as she takes me in deeper and deeper on each stroke. She clings to me with passion and need as I keep her anchored to me like a life line as I press myself insistently into her.
"Mamo…," she squeaks out as I cover her lips with my own. Kissing her with the same amount of passion she's pressing into me as we devour each other.
Knowing we can't be in here for too long without being spotted or found out by a member of staff, I realign ourselves so she's beyond spread eagle in the closet. She's in the least ladylike position possible as her heels are now scrapping a shelf above. Yet it's so filled with horny passion that I couldn't care less if we ruin something in here. Plus the fact that we're in such an enclosed space makes the heat of the moment more slice.
Our combined bodies are now producing enough sweat to make things slicker and faster with the pace. I reach down and grab and dig my fingers into her rear as she calls out in a hushed tone, "Yes!" hissing it nearly as I want to slap it. I instead give the slap and use it to firmly grab and mold my hand around the firm tight globe.
"More." she demands.
"Anymore and we might alert people to our activities," I warn her as she clenches her muscles around me as if in warning. I nearly lose it right then and there as she keeps up her end of the pace. I grip her harder but even I know this shelving unit that she's pressed up against won't last under our combined weight for much longer. I pull her away and pull out, letting her legs back down from their previous position and spin her around.
"Mamo..." she questions and whimpers from the loss of me.
I press her up against another wall, like literally a foot away as it's really not that big of a space, using my knees to press her legs further apart and then slam up home into her.
"Oh yes!" her voice gets a little bit louder but still maintains being mostly muffled. Just to be safe though I know we need to finish this. Gripping onto her hips I pull her back onto me with need and ecstasy as she clenches around me again.
"If you keep that up I won't last much longer," I warn as she consistently does it, making me whimper now in the pleasure filled pain I'm in from holding back on my own orgasm.
So when she says, "But I want to feel you cuming inside of me. Filling me up."
The sexy talk does me in as I ramp up the speed and depth. My hips jerking up into her too many times to count as I keep up consistently jamming into her. The walls are making sounds now, protesting our activities as we keep going. I can feel my cock swelling up for more as I continue to jerk myself off inside of her and just when I feel like I'm going to release before her she comes around me, her muscles undulating all around me as her body shakes, quivers, and nearly convulses in my arms. Her orgasm triggers mine and I no longer have the control to stop it.
My orgasm hits hard as I come inside of her. Both of us enjoy the flowing waves of orgasmic bliss as we slowly come down off of them and enjoy the moments with each other as we do. It takes us both a moment to get our breathing back under control before I caress her rump and legs again before pulling her dress down for her. She does the same for me and my pants as she buckles them back up once they're back on me.
Once we feel we look presentable I walk out first as Usagi takes a few more seconds then once assuring the coast is clear walks out herself as she meets me back at our table. Both of us looked like something clearly just happened but unsure as of what at the moment. As we both take our menus to look at the food, both of us feeling more famished than before I can't help but comment, "We've never done that before."
She smiles and blushes as the waiter shows up asking, "And have you guys made your decisions yet?"
Usagi looks at him and says, "I'll have the smoking hot duck." She looks at me with the passion still flaming in her eyes as I get the underlying tone of 'your hot and I want to gobble you up' in them.
I smile, "And I'll have the passion fruit steak." Looking at her as I state this lets her know that she's the only one who makes me feel this passionate about anything in life as she brings it out of me.
The waiter remarks, "Very good sir and as stated by management the meal is comped by us for the disturbance and so is your dessert by Mr. Pierre."
I nod as I see the not so ghost faced man grumbling at his table nearby. I get an idea in my head. I smile before pulling out extra yen for the waiter.
"I'd actually like to have a drink sent over to the man who made the disturbance earlier, when he downs it tells him it's from me and that I want him to know that he's just drank some crow for his attitude."
I know it's petty but well deserved. The waiter smiles as I hand him not only the yen for the drink but also extra yen for his participation in this. "Not a problem sir."
Usagi smiles, "I would say that's nice of you but I know the intent so that I say 'I like petty Mamo –chan' he's sexy."
I wink at her, "You haven't seen sexy yet." My eyes drift over her and let her know that the night is not yet over.