What started as a suggestive comment to potentially try and convince Preston to fuck her in the restaurant bathroom was cut short by the appearance of Addison’s father. Even if her remark sounded like a joke, it was most certainly very serious. After all, she’d made a similar comment about hooking up at the office bathroom when she first met Preston, didn’t she?<br/><br/>But, the plans had to be changed around when Mr. Marino took her spot and she found herself between Preston’s legs, underneath their table. Hearing them talking above her, she quietly moved herself to face Preston, her face raising and tilting to just be able to peer at him from under the table.<br/><br/>He was looking like too much of a snack for her to resist. Honestly, the fact that she hadn’t jumped his bones in his car on the way over was a shock. They were talking about celebrating a good day with steak and whiskey or something, and Addison decided she was much too bored with their conversation to continue to listen. Besides, she could think of something else she would much rather do, instead.<br/><br/>As Addison brought her hands up to Preston’s crotch, one massaging his growing bulge and the other toying with his zipper, she smirked up at him, then mouthed the word ‘shush’ when he inevitably looked down. “Oh, yeah. This place is great for steak and whiskey,” Mr. Marino remarked. “There’s a lot of steak houses around town, though. Have you ever been to that one… Oh, shit, I forgot the name of it, now. It’s off of uh… Clarkson, in the city.”<br/><br/>Mr. Marino was snapping his fingers as he thought, hoping that the gesture would refresh his memory. Meanwhile, Addison had quietly pulled Preston’s zipper all the way down and was now fishing his cock out of his pants. She licked her lips and started stroking with one hand while the other gripped his thigh and her lips started to work long lines up and down, against the underbelly of his cock.