After Hours

Dalton picked up Victoria, carried her back into the room, and laid her on the bed while lowering himself on top of her, kissing her. He felt ecstatic that he didn't have to worry about work the next couple weeks, and was loving that he could focus all his attention and love to Victoria.

He could feel his shaft beginning to swell, and slid his hand up her shirt, cupping her breast. A smile crept up her face when she felt the bulge inside his pants pressed against her, and reached down into his pants, wrapping her hand around his swollen shaft, exciting him even more.

Releasing his lips from hers, he trailed kisses along her neck and slid up her shirt as he moved his face down to her breasts. She was enjoying the way he caressed and flicked his tongue against her erected nipples, it had her feeling extremely aroused, her panties feeling moistened, and couldn't help but moan, and squirm in excitement. He lowered his hand into her panties, thrusted a finger into her wetness, all while nibbling and sucking on each of her nipples, that had her head spinning with desire, and wishing they could continue with their foreplay.

"Dalton..." she panted "My dad... he's waiting for us."

He moved back up to her lips, kissing her hard, demanding, and groaned with disappointment. "I know... I shouldn't have opened my mouth." he says, somewhat smirking. He pushed himself up, and wrapped his hand in hers, and helped her up as he stood. "Let's get going, but when we get back, you're in for a surprise."

"Promise?" she winked.

"Oh, you bet ya... I'm extremely full right now, and need to release the extra baggage."

They showered, changed, and called Luke, letting him know where to meet. As they walked into the restaurant, they saw Luke sitting at the table waiting for them, and walked over. Luke stood as they approached, shook Dalton's hand, then hugged Victoria. "I'm glad I'm able to have dinner with my princess before I leave for home, and before you go off adventuring your lifelong dreams."

"Me too."

Victoria sat, and picked up the menu. She bit down on her bottom lip as she tried understanding the menu. It was only written in French, and was only able to pick up some of the items by people talking about them from back home. She looked at Dalton, then her dad, and sighed. "What's the matter?" Luke asked.

"I have no clue what any of this is, and have no idea if there's dairy in any of it."

Luke looked at the menu, and reached across the table pointing to a menu item. "You'll be able to eat this one here, there's no dairy, and the red wine is cooked out of it."

"Boeuf Bourguignon?" she tried saying. "What is it?"

"It's basically a beef stew, with bacon, mushrooms, and boiled potatoes."

"I'll trust you on this one... thanks."

After ordering their meals, Victoria sat back and listened, while her father and Dalton talked. It made her feel good that Dalton could talk with her parents, and not feel obligated to do so. It also made her feel good to know that her parents approved of Dalton, and that they were able to talk with him like they've known him for years.

The waiter came over with their food, and as he placed their food in front of them, the smell of her food instantly started making her mouth water. "This smells good." she said as her stomach growled, and laid her napkin over her lap.

The waiter then placed Dalton's food in front of him, and as Victoria got a whiff of his food, she covered her mouth, feeling as if she were about to be sick. Dalton laid his napkin over his lap and looked over at Victoria. "Something the matter?" he asked worried, seeing how ghostly white she was.