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We Told You to Stay Away From Him ((Me and Tyr))

Leila smiled at Clara was she seemed to loosen up and enjoy the festivities a little more.

After a little bit, Clara seemed to join in the conversation a bit more but not so much to overstep her position.

Leila smiled and finished her glass and put it down, deciding that was enough for now.
 
The discussion went quick enough, and everyone seemed to be a bit more comfortable as a servant knocked on the door and stuck his head in to let them know that they were ready to serve. When Giovanni nodded that they were ready, the servant pushed the double door open and stood to the side. The large table that dominated the room could have sit twenty, but there was a serving for three at one end. Clara was to sit at the end of the table and Leila and Giovanni across from each other.

I hope you enjoy the bounty of house Medici.

The room was elegantly appointed and reeked wealth. Giovanni helping each women sit before he did. The servants begin the food service. Servant bringing in the food while others stood ready to meet anyone's request.
 
Leila Smiled as they were seated at the dinner table. Clara thanked him as he helped her into her seat before watching the two of them.

Leila smiled at his comment and said "I have no doubt Clara and I will leave feeling thoroughly satisfied"she said smiling.

Pretty soon Leila was eating the food off her plate with a smile on her face.
 
As the food and drink came, Giovanni enjoyed the fine fair and the company. The conversation was pleasant and cordial, and Leila’s willingness to verbally play was appreciated. The table covered in fine linen and such, no one saw Giovanni slip his boot off. Freeing his foot while he spoke to Leila, the foot slowly moves out and begins rubbing Leila’s lower leg. The servants couldn’t see a thing, even though they stand but a few feet away.

I do hope you find a few things here you haven’t tried before. For myself, I always like something new and different.

The foot continues to rise higher on her lower leg, slipping its way under the hem of her elegant dress. The whole time Giovanni is engage in a game of word play.
 
Leila looked at him as he spoke. She felt his leg running up hers and she looked at him and said "I hope I do so as well" she said. She felt his foot slipping under her dress and she felt a chill move down her spine. She bit her lower lip and began to eat some more.

Clara of course had no idea what was going on and continued to observe.
 
Tightly grouped at the end of the massive table, gives the feeling of privacy and intimacy as the meal continues. Casually putting his hand in his lap as he eats, he listens to Leila’s comment finding the interplay amusing. The foot continued to rise up the inner side of her leg as Giovanni continues to talk. As the servants bring another course, as appetizers are replaced by soup.

Oh good something to warm us up.

To emphasize the point the free hand moves under the table and over to land on Clara’s knee, as his foot continues to slowly progress higher and higher, caressing the sides of Leila's legs.
 
Leila looked at him and smiled as he continued to move his foot up her leg. She smiled and said "Lovely" at his comment. She watched as the soup was placed infront of them. Clara had not been expecting his hand and jumped, going red a little in the face before calming down and picking up her spoon and begining to drink the soup. Leila smiled and tasted and said "Its wonderful" with a smile.
 
Giovanni continued the game, enjoying the daring moves in full view of the staff. Clara continued to surprise him; he smiles as she hid her initial shock on his hand on her knee. As the soup is consumed, his hand casually massages the top of Clara’s leg, while the toes and foot, begin to probe deeper between Leila’s legs.

I hope you are enjoying this meal; we have several more courses to go.

The hand on Clara’s knee rise a little higher as the conversation continues. Once in awhile he brings it up to use his napkin, before it again returns to its rubbing the top of Clara’s leg.

When the soup was done, the servants quickly swarmed in to remove the dishes, and put a fresh salad in front of each diner.
 
Leila smiled. She felt his foot moving deeper between her legs. She smiled and said "Well, it has been quite enjoyable so far" she said smiling.

Clara kept quite as she felt his hand moving further up her leg. Once the salad was set infront of them, clara began to eat. Leila smiled and began to eat delicately.
 
Giovanni nodded in response to Leila’s comment that it was quite enjoyable. Each course seemed to bring a little greater sexual tension to the situation. On one level everything was prim and proper and on another very decadent. The wines glasses were swapped out and partially filled so that the correct wine was matched to each course of the meal.

Giovanni nibbled at his salad as the foot moves up and past Leila’s knee, like a giant spear it pushed it way deeper into between her legs. His other hand continued to move higher and higher on Clara’s leg.

It has been truly enjoyable, it not often I get such fine company. So often I eat alone in a big house like this, with no one to share it splendors with.

As the salads were finished a sorbet was brought out to cleanse the palate prior to the main courses. Giovanni briefly brings his hand up to assist in the changing of dishes as the staff quickly and professionally continues the service.
 
Leila smiled as the plates were taken away and replaced with a sorbet. It looked quite nice actually. She smiled, thoroughly enjoying her self as she picked up her spoon and began to eat it. The coolness of it felt good on her tongue. She smiled as Clara seemed to the same.

Clara was exceptionally grateful at the moment because it was very rarely she was given the chance to eat this type of food.

Leila could feel his foot slowly creeping closer to her woman hood and Clara tried not of blush as his hand traveled higher still up her thigh.

Leila looked at him and said "You must get very lonely" she told him softly.
 
The sorbet offered a refreshing flavor and short interlude where they could slowly enjoy the small serving. Giovanni was in no rush, and since both woman seemed cooperative, he just continued slowly progress of their dinner and also what was happening beneath the table.

Yes, I have been lonely. Wealth and power do not allow oneself the free time to have real companionship. And the rules placed on us by church and state; further diminish the opportunity for forming relationships. Plus add to that I have well a stronger proclivity for a very special type of women that makes it more difficult. Not everyone is ready or willing to be as open minded as I am about life and love.

Now his toes comes to rest at joining of Leila’s leg, while his hand on the top of Clara’s thigh makes it way to the same general location.
 
Leila looked at him and said "That is truly a shame, everyone deserves to live a fulfilled life" she said to him with a smile. all the while his toes were getting closer and closer to her heat and that made her somewhat excited. Clara continued to eat, staying focused and trying to ignore his hand.
 
A brief interlude in his intrusion of the two girl’s private areas as the staff brings in the main course, a beautifully cooked pheasant. As the empty sorbet dishes are removed, large ornate glasses are filled with a fine wine, as the main meal is served.

As soon as the servants have withdrawn, his toes lightly rubs Leila’s heat, his toes curly to apply some additional pressure. His other hand was either drinking wine, toasting or now massaging Clara’s inner thigh.

To a life of pleasure and total satisfaction.
 
Leila smiled at him as the main course was brought out to them. The bird looked absolutely delicious. She smiled and held her glass up as did Clara. After his statements they clinked their glasses together and took a sip.

Leila could feel the pressure he was applying and she enjoyed the sensation it created. Clara contined to eat silently despire the hand on her thigh massaging her. It did feel good.
 
Taking his time to enjoy his food, Giovanni also took the time to enjoy his guests. The toes now played rubbing the soft fabric that protects Leila sex from the direct contact with his toes. Still it wasn’t sufficiently strong enough that he couldn’t feel the soft warm tissue hidden beneath. So as they casually eat, he arches his foot and presses against her, curling and rubbing with his toes.

The conversation seemed to continue to flow as they discussed, various people they knew in court and about the city; a few unfounded rumors were exchanged, as the jovial and cheerful conversation continued.

When possible, his hand in Clara’s lap now pushed against the fabric and delved a little deeper between her legs. The dress and position made this a little harder, so Giovanni tries to hint to her through conversation and eye contact that he wants more.

So many things sometimes stand in the way of having a good time. Why is it that everything that fun, thrilling or enjoyable forbidden? Why has our society driven the fun out of living?
 
Leila felt his foot pushing against her sex and she smiled. She could feel her self getting wet underneath her panties. She continued to eat as they spoke idly. Clara too was getting wet. Looking over at Giovanni every now and again she saw the need and want in his eyes. She look made her shiver.

Leila looked at him and said "It is mostly becouse of the church. The people follow the Bible down to the last line in fear of god and in fear of the churches power" she said.
 
The meal continued and so did Giovanni, enjoying not only the food but also the two women he was dining with. So his foot and hand continued their coordinated efforts to please them only interrupted by the removal of the pheasant by the serving staff. While the staff yet once again comes and removes dishes and plates, taking away the current course and replacing it with the next.

Next came a beautifully prepared rack of lamb, the final course of the meal, before the dessert. Giovanni could smell the rich aroma of the food as it was laid out before them.

I was going to say we should skip this course and go right to dessert, but I don’t think we should let this fine fare go to waste. Plus isn’t the build up just as important as the conclusion. We should savior what we have, and not let others tell us what we should and shouldn't do. Those in power write and interrupt the rules to keep them in power, and what greater power is their than fear. We can't be free till we face our fear and overcome it.

And so his hand and feet return to pleasuring the two women, as the staff moves off.
 
Leila smiled and allowed the staff to take away her plates. She watched as the next course was brought out for them. Clara and Leila watched as the rack of lamb was brought out. It did look delicious.

Leila looked up when he spoke. It was amazing how he could link a rack of lamb to the current social hierarchy of their society. She looked at him and said "Very wise words indeed" she said smiling as they all began to eat one more.

Leila felt his foot return to her heat and a small blush seemed to have built up on clara's face. She may have liked a good fuck but she was still very timid and began to focus on her food.
 
Giovanni saw Clara trying to concentrate on her food, though her face was flush. Still her discomfort did little to dissuade him from continuing to rub his fingers between her legs, while the toes continued to press the fabric against Leila's pussy. The lamb tasted excellent as he tore at it with his teeth, enjoying the taste that filled his mouth.

I love eating something this succulent. The moisture and wetter the better, don’t you think? His tongue licking at his lips, and a bit of juice that had escaped.

Giovanni takes time to visually engage each of the girl’s eyes to see what they are feeling. For himself, he was very ready to move on, but knew that sometime, one needed to take their time and build, it made everything in the end better. Have dessert by itself and it was nice, have it at the end of an excellent meal, and it was extraordinary.
 
Leila smiled. She could feel her woman hood becoming wetter and wetter as he continued to rub up against her. Clara could feel it to but she handled it with a little less grace then her mistress. Leila listened as he spoke and watched his tongue lick up the juice. She smiled at his teases and said "Indeed".

Clara watched him also. She turned even redder when he licked the juice. She tried to push the thoughts from her mind but she was getting so hot and bothered, she found it impossible to do so.

The lamb was taken away and the final course of the long meal was placed infront of them. Leila could not help but wonder what the rest of the evening would hold for her and Clara.
 
Still enjoying and increasing the intensity of his touches, he played with the girls, as the final main course was taken away. Now it was time for dessert, the final and last course of this feast. They cleared the table and brought in the several bowls filled with whipped cream and various fruits. Also they brought in powdered sugar, and a small flask of chocolate still warm and not yet hardened. Once everything was in place, instead of taking their positions along the wall, the servants did as previously instructed by Giovanni, they exited the room, and prepared to go home.

Giovanni nodded as the staff cleared the room, and left him alone with his guests.

I think I’m ready for dessert, are you both?
 
Leila watched as the desert was brought in for them. The fruit looked so fresh and bright, she just wanted to sink her teeth into one of the apples. She smiled and watched as the servants left the room. She looked at Giovanni and said "All of this looks wonderful" she said smiling. Clara looked at the food. She to wanted to eat what had been set infront if her.
 
Giovanni was hungry for dessert, but what he wanted for dessert had little to do with the trapping laid out on the table before them. Finally he withdraws his foot and hand from their playful intrusion and stands up. He continues the good-natured and mischievous banter as he moves around the table to the corner between the two girls. Hopping up on the corner of the table he grabs a strawberry dipped in a sweat cream, places one in each hand.

Dessert is my favorite part of the meal, it’s like the orgasm of sex, something you been building toward till you can’t wait any longer, you just have to have it.

He reaches over and holds one out to each girl for her consumption. If anyone was to notice he only had one boot on.
 
Leila and Clara watched as he stood and prepared a strawberry for them both. Leila smiled as he spoke and bit into the berry. She looked up at him and said "I suppose that is one way you could put it" she said.

Clara seemed to hesitate at the offer but she bit into it all the same with a blush.
 
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