When I invited my first boyfriend home to have dinner with my family it seemed like a normal thing to do. I had no idea it would turn into a very naughty evening. We were all at the table and chatting and eating and I then felt his hand slip to my thigh and then between my legs. I tensed and he withdrew. We did this over and over and finally I relented, since I was afraid if I rebuffed much longer his arm movements would get stronger and we’d be discovered. I was getting fingered at the table as I had dinner with my family. I had to pretend nothing was happening other than dinner.
I was crazy about my boyfriend, it took nothing to give in to him, and he certainly used this to his advantage. My parents were honestly kind of clueless, but it was my siblings I was worried about, especially my teenage brother. I played it cool and continued to talk about the upcoming school play as he toyed with my clit and made me feel like I was about to cum. This was very inappropriate and naughty, yet I allowed it.
When my mom got up to get dessert and was a bit distracted, he really sped up the motions of his hand and I gripped the edge of the table and bit my lip until it nearly bled. He indeed did make me cum. I managed to keep my eyes open and not make my usual “orgasm face”, but I felt beyond wicked having allowed this. To this day I don’t think any of them caught on, but I must have been beet red from the shame of such a thing. Oh well, the things we do in our youth, right? It was a dinner to remember.
