Wishful Thinking/Lunch Time Show
From Create Your Own Story
You enjoy your meal in relative peace. The two ladies with their desserts make an enjoyable lunchtime show. While you are halfway through your pasta, they are already half undressed and on the table, savoring the flavors that have been rubbed over their bodies. It's a rather messy display. Cake and chocolate fondue cover the table, floor and the two girls. Of course, no one else pays any attention. Diane comes by every so often and makes flirtation small talk while checking to see if you have everything you needed.
"Everything we need? Well, we could use a little company," Ginger says.
"I wish I could join you guys, but I still have work to do. My shift's almost done though. Want to meet up in a few minutes?"
"We'll be waiting," you respond.
"Oh, can I offer you guys anything for dessert?" Diane asks.
"Yeah, I'll have what they're having," Ginger laughs, pointing at the two women on the table.
"Heheh, they sure seem to be making a mess of themselves." Diane remarks. The taller woman has just slipped out of her dress completely and is rubbing more desserts onto her belly for her friend to try. Her friend dives in and laps it up, even as the chocolate drips down the other girl's stomach and down into her lower regions. The recipient lets out a shocked yelp at this new found pleasure.
"Wow, we didn't wish for sex, did we?" Ginger asks. You shake your ahead, amazed at how far this has gone as well. The taller woman has taken her attention off the food for now and is more focused on the sexual pleasure her friend is giving by eating out her pussy. Once again, the lunch crowd doesn't seem bothered at all by the scene. In fact, a few minutes later, the ladies ask for the check, still naked, covered with food and on the lunch table. The waiter hands them their bill, they dress and take off for further adventures.
With the main attraction over with, you three decide it's time to head out as well. You pay your bill with a generous tip to your waitress. You wait for her to finish her rounds and you step outside. "Wow! Is that your ride?" Diane says, impressed with your convertible.
"Hop in!" you say. The four of you drive off to Diane's apartment.
