No Words Part 2

We got in to the restaurant,
Then was seated at our table.
The ambiance was nice.
Floors were wood, possibly maple.
The waiter came by,
Asked what we wanted to drink.
I got some water,
Sadika needed more time to think.
She was intrigued by the menu,
And wanted something alcoholic.
She ordered Ecco Domani Pinot Grigio,
I said let me get a gin and tonic.
My nerves caused me to change my mind,
I needed something to relax.
She then brushed my feet with hers,
My hormones turned up to the max.
She started to show signs,
That her level was rising.
I had on my best outfit.
This was not surprising.
The waiter came back,
Drinks in hand ready for our order.
My throat was parched,
So I took a sip of water.
She looked up ready to go,
She ordered lobster with linguini pasta.
I got a steak well done,
Because I man no Rasta.
I got manly, meaty, meal,
To give me power and strength.
We had a great meal,
That was money well spent.
Before we left the restaurant,
I reached over to whisper in her ear.
Before I could’ve utter a word,
She decided to pull me near.
With one kiss full of desire,
She showed me her intentions.
She then whispered things to me,
Causing my lil man to stand at attention.
Let’s go back to my place,
She demanded of me.
Bill was paid,
So we decided to flee.
She was already aroused,
I was driving fast as I could.
She reached in to my pants,
And started playing with my wood.
I started to get excited,
I didn’t know what I should do.
Foot on the gas, flying,
Speed limit 45, we were at 62.
She unzipped my pants,
And pulled it past my knee.
My eyes started to close,
I didn’t see the cop hiding behind a tree.
Flashing lights behind me,
I pulled over to the curb.
My pants were still below my knee,
I couldn’t utter a verb.