Maya stood up and straightened her messy clothes, allowing me to catch a glimpse of her breasts.

"Sorry, Mr. Hill. I lost my balance just now and accidentally bumped into you."

Only I knew that after Maya fell, she had grabbed the tent in my pants as she stood up.

This young lady looked innocent, but beneath the surface, she was surprisingly flirtatious. She must have gotten this trait from her father.

Taking on the tone of an older figure, I advised her, "If you can avoid drinking, then don't. Alcohol leads to trouble."

"It's our first time meeting. Of course I have to give you a toast," Maya insisted.

After saying that, she ate an oyster, and her eyes suddenly lit up. "This oyster is so good. I've never had it before!"

"If you like them, eat as many as you want. We have plenty," Leon said.

Maya took a few more. Soon, she had finished half the plate.

Oysters were highly aphrodisiac, and eating too many could stimulate one's desires. Maya, having eaten over a dozen of them, had a rosy flush spread across her pale cheeks.

At her age, her desires were already strong, so she might lose control of herself and want to release them all later.

Thinking of that, I felt a sudden thrill surge through me. Just now, she had deliberately grabbed my crotch. If her desires took over…

I couldn't help but anticipate what might happen.

The entire table was filled with aphrodisiac foods. As I continued eating, a stifling, uncomfortable sensation spread throughout my body. I was already like a dry, parched field, so eating these aphrodisiacs only made me thirstier.

Upon seeing that we'd already eaten quite a bit, Leon asked the waiter to add a few more dishes, which soon arrived. Maya was blocking the waiter from bringing the food to our table, so she shifted closer to me to make room.

Now, Maya was sitting right next to me.

With just a glance down, I could see her thighs—extremely fair and wrapped in sheer nude stockings. They were also completely free of any extra fat, and the gap between them was utterly tempting.

I wanted nothing more than to spread them wide open.

Leon brought up borrowing money again, making me feel conflicted. The sum he was asking for wasn't small. What if I lent it and never got it back?

On the other hand, if I didn't lend the money, it'd make things awkward with Leon.

I drank alone, lost in thought. In my daze, I noticed Maya's legs had parted slightly. As if the desire inside her had come rushing in like a flood, she rubbed her bottom against the chair, using that friction to fight the itch deep inside her.

Maya had eaten so many oysters. It was no wonder she was uncomfortable.

Her desperate and alluring expression made me feel as though I was being teased nonstop. I could barely sit still with such a beautiful and aroused woman right next to me.

Just then, Maya grabbed my wrist and slipped it under her skirt. She lowered her head and said to me, "Mr. Hill, I'm feeling all hot and bothered. It's unbearable…"

My heart skipped a beat. Her father was sitting right across from us!

Fortunately, the table blocked Leon from seeing what was happening underneath.

I was already unbearably aroused, so, with her taking the initiative, I quietly slipped my hand further into her skirt.

Instantly, I felt a wet heat on my fingers. Even through her underwear, I could tell how soaked she was down there.

I held back the restless feeling inside me and kept a calm front while chatting with Leon.

Maya stayed completely stiff, not showing any sign of reaction. She kept pressing herself against my fingers, trying to counteract the intense desire surging through her.

Just then, Maya's utensils fell on the ground, and she bent down to pick them up. However, she suddenly reached for my zipper and started to undo my pants!

Startled, I quickly glanced at Leon across the table.

Thankfully, he seemed completely unaware, still chatting and laughing with me.

Maya wasn't satisfied with just unzipping my pants. She even reached in and pulled my manhood out directly.

She was way too bold!

What I hadn't expected was that Maya would lower her head and part her pretty, pink lips…

I immediately felt alternating sensations of tightness and release coursing through me.

Maya was so skilled. Her mouth wrapped around me perfectly, and every cell in my body erupted with explosive pleasure at that moment.

As much as I wanted it, her father was sitting right there. If he found out, we'd be done for.

I tried desperately to push her away, but the harder I pushed, the tighter she sucked. Helpless, I had to tense my whole body, forcing myself not to show any sign of what was happening.

Still, Leon noticed something was off. "Connor, what's wrong? You look like you're in pain."

My heart jolted violently. I quickly made up an excuse, saying, "It's nothing. My stomach's been bothering me lately. I must have eaten something bad."

By this point, Leon noticed that Maya still hadn't come out from under the table. Confused, he asked, "Why hasn't she picked up her stuff yet? Can she not find them?"

With that, he leaned down to look under the table.

Quick as lightning, Maya snatched up her utensils and sat back in her chair.

I yanked up my zipper in a hurry, but I could still feel that tight, wet sensation lingering down below.

Leon looked at my flushed face and said somewhat angrily, "What kind of food is this restaurant serving? It upset your stomach. I'm going to have a chat with them!"

He then stood up to go find the manager.

I tried to stop him. "Oh, forget it. It's not a big deal."

In actuality, I was terrified he would realize it wasn't the food and discover what Maya and I had been doing.

Leon replied with righteous indignation, "How can I let that slide? The first time I treat you to a meal, you get sick. I have to talk to them!"

After speaking, he left the private room.

Maya dropped the act once her father was gone. She turned to face me and spread her legs open. "Mr. Hill, the food really was a problem. I'm so itchy down there. Use your rod to scratch at it for me."

Only now did I see clearly that under her short skirt, she was wearing crotchless stockings. Beneath them was a thin white thong, with her flesh peeking through.

I nearly started having a nosebleed when I saw that sight.

With just the two of us in the private room, the atmosphere instantly turned charged.

Earlier, I had touched her with my fingers, but I hadn't been able to focus, so it felt like I was still missing something.

Now that we were alone, I reached out again and gently traced along that slightly sunken slit, going top to bottom…

Maya couldn't hold back with my touches, and a seductive, muffled moan escaped her throat.

"Mr. Hill, can you reach inside? It's even itchier there."

"How am I supposed to put them inside when you're still wearing a layer?" I teased.

Unexpectedly, Maya took a pair of scissors from the table and handed them to me. "You can just cut it open for me."

I took the scissors with trembling hands, pinched the edge of her thong, and snipped it.

In an instant, everything was laid bare for me.

A powerful surge of desire erupted inside me. All I wanted was to throw her legs over my shoulders and go at it hard.

Maya murmured softly, "Mr. Hill, please help me scratch that itch with your rod."

She clearly wanted it badly. If I didn't act now, was I even a man?

I yanked down my pants in one swift motion and whipped out my large member, pointing it straight at her.

Maya said coyly, "Oh, Mr. Hill, you're so big!"

I lifted her legs, placed them over my shoulders, and slowly moved toward her center. "What's so great about rods? Don't you want my thing to satisfy you instead?"

Her face flushed bright red, and her legs began to tremble violently.

"I want it! Mr. Hill, hurry up and help me relieve my itch!"