Dinner

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Callie finished off her makeup and made her way into the bedroom to see what Arizona was wearing. Callie had on a black dress with a plunging neck line, with red lips and heels. She looked so desirable. She planned on looking as hot as she could so Arizona could suffer. Arizona had the habit of not putting her foot down when she was with a group of people, and Callie wanted to get out of that dinner as fast as she could, so she figured Arizona couldn't last very long away from her in that dress. Apparently, Arizona had the same idea. She wore a blue silky dress that was cut above the knee, with a low neckline. Arizona was hot, and she knew it. But in this dress, she looked so sexy. She knew Callie wouldn't last at that dinner. But hey, if she had to suffer through this dinner, might as well have some fun teasing her girlfriend. Once the two women saw what they were wearing, they both took a moment to take in what the other looked like. Then, a knock on the door. Mark was there, making sure they were still coming. He had heard from Mer that they had decided to come. Arizona grabbed Callie's hand and led her to the car. Callie insisted they take her thunderbird. She hadn't driven it in a while, and it was her baby. Arizona didn't retaliate, she loved the blue car, plus Callie looked so hot when she drove it. Arizona put her hand on Callie's free hand and stroked her thumb the whole ride to Meredith and Derek's house. Even this little contact made them both excited.
At the dinner, everything was going smoothly. They had wine, and Lexie had been in the kitchen making salads, potatoes, and appetizers, while Mark insisted on grilling the steaks. When they sat down to eat, Arizona scooched her seat very close to Callie's. Callie didn't think much of it. Arizona then put her hand casually on Callie's kneecap. Callie looked over and smiled kindly at her and placed her hand on Arizona's knee and gave a gentle squeeze. Then retrieved her hand and picked up her wine. Arizona hadn't moved her hand, but was causally making conversation about her patients. Her hand gently slid up Callie's thigh slowly, playing with the hem of her dress. Callie shot a warning glance at Arizona, who gave her a lusty look back. The conversation had turned to one of Mark's patients who needed a face transplant. While the attention was off her and Callie, Arizona slipped her hand under the hem of Callie's dress just slightly, and started to gently massage her thigh. Callie whispered to Arizona, with a huskier voice than she intended, "what are you doing? We are at dinner!" Arizona just pretended not to hear her raven haired girlfriend, and continued up her leg. Before Callie could loose control, she excused herself to the bathroom. While in the bathroom, Callie noticed the mess Arizona had created in her underwear. She could smell her arousal and it just turned her on even more. Callie returned to the table, and this time, before Arizona could start again, put her hand on Arizona's knee, and moved it down her thigh and under the hem. Since it was under the big oak table, nobody really noticed what tortures Callie had for Arizona. Callie searched for the hem of Arizona's underwear, then quickly discovered Arizona didn't bother to wear any. This made Callie even wetter than before. Arizona had wolfed down her steak, trying to make an excuse to get out of there as soon as possible. Callie had made her so wet she was afraid it would soak through the thin fabric of the dress soon. After dinner, Callie played the "I have a big surgery, shouldn't stay late" card to get them out of there. Since they were all surgeons, they understood. Once the two women got in the t bird, Callie looked at Arizona and said "I lied, I don't actually have surgeries planned until one tomorrow" Arizona kissed Callie passionately and said "then we better get home, Dr. Torres, because you're going to need that extra sleep when I'm finished with you"

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