Mark and Emily had a favorite Italian restaurant that they used to frequent while dating. It was called Tony's and had good portions and prices. The quality was nothing to write home about, but it was the only Italian place in the area, right near the beach area we frequented. It had great seating with views of the ocean. The only problem was the restaurant owner, Tony. The guy was like a wanna be Tony Soprano. He even looked like the character, he was huge at over 6'5 tall and a huge gut. He probably weighed over 300lbs and was in his late forties with thinning dark hair. Despite all this he would constantly flirt with the younger girls who came into his restaurant, and Emily was one of his favorites.
This was for good reason, as Emily was a specimen. At 22 years old she had recently graduated college and was now enrolled in graduate school. She was one of those impossible body types with large, impossible to hide melon sized tits. She had a slender waist and body frame and a perfect, naturally beautiful face with beautiful blue eyes framed by her light brown hair.
Mark was older, in his late 20's and even he knew he was lucky to score Emily. The hardest part for Mark was all the guys constantly hitting on her, and Tony was one of the most persistent. Emily would make fun of Tony after he would leave, mocking his age and calling him "obese" to Mark. Still Mark hated going to Tony's even though it was really the only option if they wanted a decent itallian restaurant.
They were about a year into dating when Mark and Emily were enjoying a day together at the beach. Emily had been wearing a white, two piece bathing suit that was turning heads. Her sexy stomach was well toned and her massive tits were barely contained by her top. Mark was also a good looking guy, he had slicked back dark hair and had the sort of sleek, expensive wall street banker look that was popular among men of his age. He worked out and also had a well sculpted body. The two of them had enjoyed sunbathing for most of the day, mark stealing glances at Emily's killer body through his expensive designer sunglasses. Later as the sun was starting to set they were packing up their things and getting very hungry.
"Maybe we could go to Tony's?" Emily suggested.
"No thanks, i don't want to deal with all that tonight" Mark laughed.
"Well.. Maybe he's not there tonight... lets go check" Emily led the way to the front of the restaurant to peek in.
"Nope, No sign of him!" Emily was excited and hungry!
"Ok, let me go move the car first, I only had 4 hrs on the meter. You can get us a table." Mark told Emily.
This was for good reason, as Emily was a specimen. At 22 years old she had recently graduated college and was now enrolled in graduate school. She was one of those impossible body types with large, impossible to hide melon sized tits. She had a slender waist and body frame and a perfect, naturally beautiful face with beautiful blue eyes framed by her light brown hair.
Mark was older, in his late 20's and even he knew he was lucky to score Emily. The hardest part for Mark was all the guys constantly hitting on her, and Tony was one of the most persistent. Emily would make fun of Tony after he would leave, mocking his age and calling him "obese" to Mark. Still Mark hated going to Tony's even though it was really the only option if they wanted a decent itallian restaurant.
They were about a year into dating when Mark and Emily were enjoying a day together at the beach. Emily had been wearing a white, two piece bathing suit that was turning heads. Her sexy stomach was well toned and her massive tits were barely contained by her top. Mark was also a good looking guy, he had slicked back dark hair and had the sort of sleek, expensive wall street banker look that was popular among men of his age. He worked out and also had a well sculpted body. The two of them had enjoyed sunbathing for most of the day, mark stealing glances at Emily's killer body through his expensive designer sunglasses. Later as the sun was starting to set they were packing up their things and getting very hungry.
"Maybe we could go to Tony's?" Emily suggested.
"No thanks, i don't want to deal with all that tonight" Mark laughed.
"Well.. Maybe he's not there tonight... lets go check" Emily led the way to the front of the restaurant to peek in.
"Nope, No sign of him!" Emily was excited and hungry!
"Ok, let me go move the car first, I only had 4 hrs on the meter. You can get us a table." Mark told Emily.
