'I forgot to mention that we're having a special on tea today,' said Caroline, interrupting the locked gaze and heavy breathing of the aged couple.
'Free milkshakes!'
She set two tall glasses filled with a blended mixture of her milk and cum, freshly prepared while the couple had drunk their tea. Large, black straws protruded from the top.
Margaret accepted her glass and used her tongue to pull the straw into her mouth. She sucked hard and loud. Her lips seemed to plump around the straw. They were red and inviting.
Alfred tossed his straw to the side, leaned back and chugged his. He felt so alive. The thick, creamy, salty drink slid down his throat. His nipples tingled. His cock surged, and there was a rip beneath the table. It was free. The cool air washed over it. And then a foot rubbed up against it.
His jaw dropped in surprise. Margaret winked. She sucked on her straw as though nothing was happening but below the table her foot was rubbing up and down his dick. Her foot felt soft and smooth, and Alfred wondered how she'd managed to take off her tights without him noticing.
'You're table is ready for you,' said Caroline.
Alfred jumped. He pushed away Margaret's foot beneath the table cloth and hoped they hadn't been caught.
'T-t-table?' he asked.
'Yes. A private one in the back for the romantic tea you ordered. It's all ready for you now.'
He didn't remember ordering that, and was about to ask how much it cost, but then Margaret stood to follow the hot young woman into the back and he decided he couldn't disappoint his wife. He admired her peachy ass straining against her skirt as her hips swayed from side to side and pulled his shirt out of his trousers to cover himself as he trailed behind.
Caroline led them into a room that looked more like a store room than a lover's nest. Bare shelves lined the walls, but at the centre was a nicely laid table with several pitchers of cream and a small tea pot.
'Enjoy!' said Caroline, and then she left and shut the door.