Kate could see it; see the way her husband was thinking. She was used to his eyes taking on that specific cast that told her he was considering a method or idea for a project of sorts. Was that what this was, or what she was at the moment? A new project. Perhaps that was one way he was considering her. No it was just the way he thought about everything. Considering options, actions and possible results.<br/><br/>The wait was interminable but finally Phillup looked at her and she felt her face flush further for that pleasant smile and innocuous question. Kate stared at him blankly for a moment, shocked he would pull such a thing with her. It was not his way but then again, none of this was either of their ways, though apparently it was in fact Phillup's. It was why this was happening, Phillup wanted to try and rescue their love life and marriage. Her lips parted to reply but all that came out was a soft moan as her husband’s toes returned to tease over her hungry sex again.<br/><br/>Where had he learned to touch like he was with just his foot? It was incredible. Kate was unable to consider the various levels affecting her arousal at that moment. The teasing then took on a new form by the order veiled by a question. She would be unable to speak, Kate knew this. The waitress would surely look at her half eaten food and flushed, flustered state, and grow concerned. Adding a cracking voice (at best) and it would be assumed she was ill. Perhaps that was the best plan, then.<br/><br/>Kate shuddered as Phillup's toes and ball of his foot began to almost expertly stroke the spots that were the most sensitive while not delving deep. She was certain the intent was merely to tease yet as the waitress began to come over, Kate felt the way he deliberately slipped his toe into the core of her folds and slid it along, upwards. She gripped the table hard, fighting to keep control as the waitress smiled at her. Kate's eyes turned to Phillup's as she felt the ball of that toe at her engorged clit. She saw the grin and knew what he was going to force upon her. As the waitress stepped up, he began to truly work her clit and Kate groaned wantonly helpless to stop it.<br/><br/>"Oh my, I see someone is enjoying their meal." She grinned, her eyes going between the trio. "Can I get anything else for you all?" The waitress asked and Kate knew she was supposed to ask for some water but was truly unable to speak. Her lips were pressed together, covering her clenched teeth, it was all she could to do keep from crying out as her body slid towards the edge of a powerful orgasm. The blonde beauty, quickly on the verge shook her head, her eyes closed and her forehead creased hard. "Alright then, just the bill?" The woman asked, her eyes on Kate, aware the woman was obviously on the verge of climax.<br/><br/>It would be embarrassing enough to cum in front of Simon, she barely knew him, but the waitress as well, who wasn't leaving and if she weren't careful, the entire restaurant would realize what was happening in a moment. The moment came very suddenly as Kate tensed and made a sharp squeak. Her head went back, her neck tight as she struggled just to keep from making noise. There was nothing she could do about the visual, physical reaction as she shuddered her way through what had to be one of the most powerful orgasms she'd had in her life. The lone squeak was not the only sound she made but Kate managed to keep from making an enormous amount of noise.<br/><br/>When the climax passed, Kate sat panting and opened her eyes to see the waitress smirk, highly amused as well as the odd other pair of eyes on her. Only those facing their table, though, which was a relief even in it's small form. "She's lovely." The waitress said softly and nodded to Simon and Phillup as she left with a knowing smile.