"Oh." Judging from the buzzing between Anja's legs his plan was working pretty well. "I wanted to say that I've been on a few websites about BDSM but found it impossible to discern between crap and useful info and decided to just go along. I mean, as long as it feels right it most likely is right."

Once again Rico was impressed. You didn't often find a girl who went about exploring her kinky side as lighthearted and unconcerned as the one sitting across the table.

"And yeah, I'm aroused. You are, too." She gently nudged his erection with her foot and giggled.

"Of course I am. It's easy to arouse a man. Anyway, you're not hot enough yet." Rico searched for the bowl of olives. "Take these here and marinate them. I want to eat them after dinner, as dessert. I think you know what's the marinade, smart as you are." He put the olives into her hand. For once she didn't say anything. "I'd love to see how you're blushing right now."

"Is that a polite request or an order?" Anja asked, closing her hand around the olives.

"Does that matter?"

There was a moment of silence in which he heard the rustling of her skirt. The restaurant being completely dark certainly had it's drawbacks. He would have loved to see her right now as she shoved the olives up her pussy, probably smiling at him with a lovely mix of determination and embarrassment.

"No, I guess it doesn't."

"Push them deep inside, then I want to taste your arousal on your fingers."

Rico felt her fingers touch his, lifted her hand to his face and licked her sweet juices off them. It tasted exactly like he had imagined it, only much better. Well, except for the trace of olive, but he was sure he'd have lots of opportunities to taste her au naturel.

"Something to think about until we meet next time," he said, still holding her hand, sucking on her fingers. "Think about why it doesn't matter."

"OK." Then, after a pause, "dunno if I'll be able to think much, though." Anja could feel him smile. Or she thought she could feel him smile. Either way, she wasn't wrong.

 

The salads arrived and the conversation shifted to more mundane topics. Rico told Anja that he was a molecular biologist, working for one of the better known Swiss pharmaceutical companies.

"And what do you do there? Anything I might understand?"

Rico chuckled. "I'm researching new ways to develop new drugs. It's very interesting."

"Sounds sophisticated. Also, it doesn't sound as if I'd understand a lot. Do you like your job?"

"Very much."

"That's good. What I really wonder is how you can afford a penthouse on Susenbergstrasse. I mean, I figure you make quite a lot of money, but still, that seems to be at least one league out of what you can afford. No offense meant."

"And none taken. Actually, it's several leagues out of what I could afford to pay. I'm merely sitting the place until a friend returns from China."

"Ah."

"Disappointed?"

"Why should I be disappointed?"

"Some girls seem to take to guys who can afford a 6.7 million penthouse."

"Do you peg me as one of those girls?" Her voice was teasing, but there was a hint of suspicion and accusation in it, too.

"Do you want to know how I've pegged you so far?"

"Will I regret it if I say yes?"

"Only if you don't like to blush a lot. Come to think about it, I won't tell you unless I can see you." Once again he lifted her hand to his face while she struggled to eat her salad in the darkness. "But no, I don't peg you as one of those girls at all. Otherwise we wouldn't be here. How are the olives doing, by the way? Basking?"

"Yeah. I'm currently trying to move them up and down."

"Does it work?"

"I'm getting better at it."

"You know who's going to take them out, right?"

Anja felt another surge of anticipation and lust rush through her body at the thought of him pulling the olives from her pussy and slowly nibble them. "Yeah. I guess it won't be me."

"That's right. It won't be you." He lowered his voice and leaned across the table. "It will be here, though. As soon as we've had the main course, you'll get up, sit on my lap, pull up your skirt and ask me to please take one of them out."