"What are you doing?" he leaned over and whispered at me through a set jaw.

"Having some fun." His hand had a death grip on my wrist, which was attached to the hand that had a firm grip on a nice fat hard cock through some tuxedo pants.

"Quit it! Can't you wait until we get back to the hotel?" he hissed.

"No! You know what happened last time? You were too tired and only good for one go-round! We have - how many more parties after this to attend??" I was pouting.

"Come on..." I cooed. "What happened to your sense of adventure?"

"Adventure? This isn't adventure..."

"Oh - only because you didn't think of it..... I saw you looking at that blonde with the Boobs by Sir Silicone. I knew you were cracking a fat down there." His eyes became as wide - well - as his balls and he stared at me incredulously.

"Hmmmm." I looked over at the blonde. "She's kinda cute - she's got a nice ass, at least."

Russell shook his head at me and chuckled. Was that a blush? "You are a bad little girl. You need to be put in your place," he growled in my ear. He let go of my hand and unzipped his pants. He took my hand and formed a grip around his cock with it. He shifted in the seat to give me better access to the task at hand (oh! I made a funny! TASK at  HAND????) To any casual observer, we looked like two people having a close intimate conversation at a semi-secluded table.

"She really isn't your type. Let's see if I can find one." I winked at him. 

"There - standing by Tom Hanks. The short blonde in the skimpy blue dress." 

I directed him in my best husky voice. He was moving my hand up and down slowly. "Now Russ, she has a nice rack. Those look to be real. Oh! She dropped her purse! Good Lord! She's bending over...she isn't wearing any panties!" His grip tightened on my hand, which made my nipples stand at attention. I snickered.

"Let's...go find a room..." he begged in a throaty whisper.

"No - this is much too fun, don't you think?" he shot me a nasty glare and mumbled something about me regretting this later.

"Now, now... don't be that way - I'm just trying to help a bloke in need.....although....I would like to be sitting in your lap right about now. You are just the biggest thing I've held on to all night!"

"Oh....God," he murmured. His eyes were closed and he was grinning. "I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me...here..."

"Me? You're the one with the grip of Zeus on my paw." I thought for a second. 

"You want me to slip under the table?" I knew he would say no, but I wanted to see the reaction.

"NO!" he shook his head fervently. "Don't even think about it."

"Come on....you Aussies are such wimps...just a lick, please?"

"You are NOT playing fair." Russell growled. I was losing the feeling in my fingers, but not in my nether regions. I think I had created the Indian Ocean between my legs. His breathing was shallow and sweat had popped out on his forehead as he desperately tried to mask our actions. Me? I had my chin propped on my hand. My elbow was on the table and I was smiling the smile of the merciless at him. I casually picked up a napkin from the place setting next to me stealthily shoved it under the table cloth onto Russell's lap. He looked at me quizzically.

I licked my lip and said, "When you start pumping yourself that fast, I know it won't be long now..."

"Oh, you just think you know it all, don't you?" he managed through ragged breaths.

"Yes...it's just a shame that I can't be down there to partake of the festivities.

I was so looking forward to dessert!"

Russell stifled a groan and then stopped breathing all together. His teeth were clenched - you could tell by angle of his face and he was giving me that hooded glare. I had to cross my legs quickly. It's a shame when a man can bring you to an orgasm with his eyes - hell - it's just not fair! Damn him!

"I guess you are satisfied with yourself?" Russell asked as he leaned to kiss me and excuse himself to the restroom.

"Oh, not as satisfied as I plan on being when we get in the limo." I lifted my hand to my face and licked what was there off my index finger.