With the initial terror of Gary’s arrival still coursing through him, he could only imagine what the boos would have said or thought finding an employee having dinner with his daughter in her skimpy dress, Preston was only able to concentrate on one thing at a time.  Locking on to Mr. Marino, Preston was intently focussed on the conversation, not wanting to give even the slightest indication that Addison was currently curled up under the table.<br/><br/>Shifting a little, Preston spread his legs a bit wider and stretched them out, hoping that on the off chance that Gary stretched out and bumped into something that he would just assume it was Preston’s leg.  While Gary tried to remember the other restaurant, Preston sneaked a look downward when he felt Addison’s hands on his growing bulge and at her mouthed words he shook his head as much as he could.  That was too much to expect!<br/><br/>Looking back up quickly, Preston smiled at his boss, although the expression was a little strained as he felt his thick cock being worked out of his pants.  “Oooh...um...yeah, Flemings, maybe?  I’ve never been there.”  Preston replied a little shakily as he felt Addison’s warm breath on the head of his dick.  “I think that is the name of it.”<br/><br/>Trying to forestall Gary’s very naughty daughter at least until the older man left, Preston briefly reached down in hopes of getting his swelling cock away from Addison, but only succeeded at lightly slapping it against her cheek.  “I’ve...heard of that place though...it is supposed to be….really good!”