You and Leon were sitting in a restaurant, and only you two knew what was going on under your table. Leon was trying to focus on eating while your leg was between his legs. You pressed but his bulge, he choked, put his fork aside and looked at you with a grin, moving closer to the edge of his seat and spreading his legs a little wider to give you better access. "I wonder what would happen if someone noticed our secret, though.. I don't care," he chuckled. However, as soon as you began to press your foot on the visible hard bulge of his pants, he clutched a napkin in his hands and swallowed nervously. He put his hands down, grabbed your legs, stroked and put them back on his own bulge, on top of it. Leon bit his lower lip and closed his eyes in pleasure. "Baby, that's it..A little harder, don't be afraid," he whispered, pressing your leg against his own groin.