I’m in an open relationship. I have a few guys I screw, but I also have these occasional flings where my husband Dave hooks me up with somebody. This had happened a while back at an out of town casino, where one of the guys he’d hooked me up with had later come to town. We’d met up and had sex last night, but now I was back to work.
It was a weird day in the office. It was like something was happening, but nobody knew what.
The whole company were summoned to a meeting, so we all dutifully shuffled in and sat down.
The division manager, our boss’ boss, came on the little stage and cleared his throat. He rambled on in corporate speak, but the long and short of it was that we were looking at being acquired by another company.
It sounded like the board were all behind it, but I figure anything that made them more money would be great as far as they were concerned. I figured there’d be some layoffs, and a while of working really hard until everything settled down. Yada yada yada.
Then he invited somebody from the company looking to buy us on stage. I almost choked when it was Leo. We’d met when we had sex in a restroom at a nearby casino, then I’d blown him in a restaurant last night. Fuck fuck fuck.
He looked out across the crowd as he talked about what an exciting opportunity this was for all of us, and how his company was really impressed with us, and how we were going to change the paradigm or whatever. I’d scooted down in my seat, I didn’t want him to notice me, but he did. His eyes locked on mine, and his voice caught in his throat. He sort of played it off with a little cough sort of thing, and looked at his notes.
“Where was I?” he mumbled, then he rallied and carried on with his speech.
I didn’t pay much attention to the rest of the speech. I just concentrated on not being noticed. At the end of the speech, the management said Leo was coming around to meet us all. Joy.
We filed out of the meeting room and headed back to our desks.
About thirty minutes later, our boss, Sam, brought Leo around, introducing him to the staff.
Emily said “hi,” and shook his hand demurely, and when he got to me, he said “hello Sue.”
Sam looked confused. I smiled at Leo nervously, and shook his hand.
“We met at the casino,” Leo told Sam, moving on.
Emily shot me a look, and when we were back at our desks, came over.
“You’ve fucked him, haven’t you?”
I bit my bottom lip, like I tend to do when I’m uncomfortable. I nodded.
“I’m sure you’ll be fine when they start handing out pink slips,” she said with a grin.
“I’m not sure I will,” I said. “I don’t want to be his paid whore.”
Emily was just heading back to her desk when Sam scuttled over to our area.
“Sue,” he said, “Leo’s new to the area, and I thought it would be nice if you’d show him around a bit. Take him to dinner tonight, that would be nice.”
“Eh,” I said, “I think I have plans. I’ll have to run it past Dave.”
“Leo said if necessary you could bring him. I’m sure he’d like to make some friends if he’s going to be working here for a while.”
Fuck. Bringing Dave into this could only make things worse. I could see Emily giving me a knowing look.
“I’ll see,” I said.
“Well,” he said, “I told him you’d go and let him know, so call Dave, then you can make arrangements.”
He stood there. Waiting. Fuck, I was going to have to get Dave involved.
I picked up my phone and called Dave. Quickly, I explained that a big boss was in town and that he wanted to meet with me that evening and talk about work and the area and stuff.
“Tell him he’s invited,” Sam said.
“And you’re invited,” I said.
Dave seemed wary, but he said even though he’d be able to meet us, it’d be quite late. I told him I loved him, and hung up.
“Right,” said Sam, “Let’s go and tell Leo.”
What, now? And with him? Fine. I got up and followed Sam to the office they’d given Leo.
There was a note on the door saying to knock and wait to be asked to enter. Sam knocked on the door, and I heard Leo’s muffled voice saying “just a moment.”
The door opened, and Leo beamed out at me.
“Come in Sue,” he said. “Thanks, Sam, I’ll let you know if I need anything else.”
I entered, and he closed the door behind me.
“What’s with the note on the door?” I asked him.
He walked past me, motioning for me to sit down and sat behind the desk.
“I’m working on some confidential stuff that I need to put away. I know this is awkward,” he said, “bearing in mind our… history?”
“Yeah,” I said, “I figure I should probably find another job.”
I must have looked as unhappy as I felt.
“Oh no,” he said, “it’s not a definite thing that the… merger… goes through. And if it does, I doubt I’ll be here very often. If at all.”
“Even so…” I started.
“Let’s just have fun and see what happens. I’m really looking forward to meeting your husband.”
“Ah,” I said, “about that. He can’t get here until later, so I was thinking I’d go home and get ready for the evening.”
“Nonsense,” he said, “we could go back to the bar in my hotel and pregame.”
He looked at me, up and down.
“What have you got on under that,” he said, gesturing at my skirt and blouse.
“My work stuff, tights,” I said.
“Show me?” he said.
“This skirt is too tight to pull up,” I told him.
“Uh,” he said, “we’re going to need to go shopping and get you something nicer to wear then. We have time, apparently.”
I wasn’t really sure what was going to happen next.
“Go back to work,” he said, “and we’ll meet here at the end of your day, OK?
I nodded, got up and headed back to my desk, closing Leo’s door behind me.
When I got back to my desk, Emily came over.
“That didn’t take long,” she said, grinning at me. “You give good suck.”
“I didn’t blow him,” I hissed at her.
“Oh,” she said, “that’s tonight?”
I shook my head. “C’mon, we have work to do.”
“Fine,” Emily said, and went back to her desk.
The rest of the day dragged past, and at the end of it, Emily and I packed up and headed towards the door. We stopped when we got there, and Emily said, with a wicked grin, “enjoy dinner. On your knees.”
I sighed and left her and headed upstairs, her waving at me enthusiastically. Thanks, you’re not helping.
Upstairs, I tapped on Leo’s door. He called out “coming,” then opened the door. His face brightened up when he saw me.
“Sue,” he said, cheerfully, “just give me a minute.”
I followed him in, and he closed his laptop. I watched him put it in his bag and collect his other stuff up.
“Let’s go,” he said. “We can take my car, then Dave can drop you back later or something.”
We walked down and dropped my work stuff off in my car, then walked to his car. Leo opened my door to let me in like a gentleman. He hurried around to the driver’s side, and in no time we were moving.
“It’s just up here,” he said.
I pointed out a couple of local stores, and just talked mindlessly about the area as we drove. I knew he didn’t really care, but I kept up the pretense that we were doing what everybody but Emily thought we were doing.
We parked in the hotel parking lot, and walked to reception.
“How about I leave you here while I drop my stuff,” Leo said, “otherwise if you come up, we might miss your husband.”
“Um, OK,” I said, and pointed at a sofa with a coffee table in front of it. “I’ll be over there.”
I sat and futzed with my phone for a few minutes until Leo appeared standing over me. I put my phone in my pocket.
“OK, boss, where now?”
“Well,” he said, “there’s a lingerie place not far from here, so we should start there, eh?”
I got up and he took my hand, which I thought was cute, and guided me out to the street. We walked fairly quickly to a classy looking women’s clothing shop, and Leo led me in there. I’d never been in there before, and the outfits towards the front looked really stylish.
We were working our way towards the back when a sales lady noticed us. She waved from the register and started walking towards us.
“Hi,” she said, “is there anything specific you’re looking for?”
“Lingerie,” said Leo, “I think Sue needs something sexy to wear.”
I felt myself blushing at this. I really don’t know why.
“This way, sir,” the lady said, ushering us towards their lingerie section that we’d been heading towards anyway. I noticed that she’d addressed him, rather than me.
We got to the racks of underwear, and the sales lady asked “did you have anything in mind?”
“Something small and sexy, and I reckon in black,” Leo said.
“Tops and bottoms, stockings? Garter belt?”
“I don’t think we need stockings.”
“I think I’m a bit pale for bare legs with this skirt,” I said. It was a mid to dark gray, and my skin is very pale.
“Hmm,” he said, “what about opaque black thigh highs? Oh, and a push-up bra?”
She looked at me critically, then went and collected a couple of items.
“Here you go,” she said, handing them to Leo.
He looked at them, and said “sure, you want to try these on?”
“I thought we could just go back to the hotel and I’ll put them on,” I said.
“Nah, try ’em on,” he said.
I took them from him, handed him my bag and the lady pointed towards their changing rooms. I headed that way, and Leo came with me.
“Come on,” he said to the sales lady, “I’m sure we’d like your opinion too.”
The three of us got to the changing room and I pulled the curtain back. I went in, taking off my jacket and hanging it with the underwear on the hook, and turned to close the curtain. Leo was holding the curtain open, and I figured I was changing in front of them.
I unbuttoned my blouse, untucking it from my skirt, and draped it on the bench along the wall.
I took a deep breath and, still facing the wall, reached behind me and unhooked my bra, dropping it with my blouse. I went to pick up the bra, but Leo said “not yet.”
Fine. I unzipped my skirt, wiggling it over my bum and sliding it down my legs. I stepped out of it and it joined the blouse and bra on the bench.
“That is dull,” Leo said, as I started sliding my pantyhose down my legs.
I kicked my low heeled shoes off and trod my feet out of them, then hooked my thumbs in my panties and slid those down and stepped out of them. I picked them up and dropped them on the blouse.
“Let’s see you first,” Leo said, so I turned to face them and held my arms apart for a few seconds.
I turned back to the items hanging on the wall. The first one was the thong, and I unhooked it from the hanger and stepped into it. I brought it all the way up, and settled it on me. It was tiny, and the hair from my little landing strip peeked out from the top.
“Turn around,” Leo said, and I turned to face them.
“No, the other way… I want to see it up your ass.”
I kept going until my back was to them.
“Bent over,” Leo said. I bent forward, keeping my knees locked. I felt my tits falling away from me and dangling down.
Leo, I’m assuming, grabbed my bum, holding my cheeks apart.
“Hold it like this,” he said.
I reached back, holding my bum cheeks apart while trying to keep my balance. Leo arranged the strap between my cheeks, and centered it on the waistband. I could feel the strap against my bumhole.
“OK,” he said.
I let go and stood up, turning to grab the bra. I pulled it around my back, hooking it in front of me, then turned it around and put my arms through the straps.
The sales lady came and fussed with the straps, then ran her fingers under the cups, feeling my tits.
“That’s the right size,” she said, stepping back.
I looked down and they looked huge, as they were being pushed up and out.
“I like that,” Leo said.
I picked up the stockings, and rolled them up my legs. I’m used to sheer stockings, so these looked a bit odd to me. The sales lady came and fussed with the lacy tops, then stepped back.
“That’s great,” Leo said. “We’ll take them.”
I reached around to unhook the bra, but Leo said “she’ll wear them out.”
Well okay then. I went through my clothing and picked up my blouse. Buttoning it up, it had that stretched shirt look between my tits where the buttons were straining against the thing.
I put my skirt on and pulled it up, tucked my blouse into it and zipped it up.
I put my shoes on, and picked up my jacket, underwear and hose. I took my bag from Leo, and stuffed the unneeded underthings into it, while he handed the sales lady his credit card. She headed off to the register.
“You don’t need to pay,” I told him.
“It’s my treat,” he said.
As we walked to the register, I caught myself in the mirror. You could easily make out the bra under my white blouse, so I put my jacket back on.
Leo retrieved his card, signed the slip and thanked the sales lady. I smiled at her, and she sort of just looked at me, and we left.
“Where now?” I asked him.
“Shoes,” he said, taking my hand again. “Those are too practical.”
A few stores up there was a shoe store, and we went in. Women’s shoes took up way more than half of the floor space. We walked past the sports shoes and over to the more formal shoes.
“I was thinking some high heels, maybe something cloth or suede to match your stockings?” Leo said, and I went to my size section and started looking.
I was shuffling through the options on the top of the cabinets holding the shoes boxes when a young guy with a name tag I immediately forgot came over.
“Can I help you ma’am?”
“We’re looking for a platform spike heel with a peep toe and an ankle strap in a finish to match her stockings,” Leo told him.
“I think we have just the thing,” he said and scuttled off.
It looked like they had some items not on display.
Leo pointed to a chair, and I sat down to wait, dropping my bag by my side. The guy came back with a box, and pulled one of the fitting stools over in front of my chair. He lifted my foot onto the platform, and gently took my shoe off. He held my leg, low on the calf, while he opened the box and took a shoe out. It was a black velvet platform, and he placed it on my foot, doing up the little strap by my ankle. He squeezed around the heel and toe.
“Does that fit OK?” he asked.
I nodded. It looked great. Maybe a little strange, as with the opaque stockings, you couldn’t immediately see where the stocking ended and the shoe started.
He put my foot down on the floor and went through the process again with the other foot.
Finally Leo came and helped me stand up. The guy was sat there, looking up at me. Carefully, I walked to the end of the aisle, turned around and walked back to them. I was as tall as Leo now, with the extra height from the platform sole.
“Doesn’t that make her calves look great?” Leo asked the sales guy.
He looked down at my legs.
“Go ahead, feel them,” Leo told him.
I concentrated on Leo while the sales guy ran his hands up and down my calves.
“And her ass, doesn’t it look nice and taut?”
The guy looked up at Leo, and Leo nodded. He ran his hands up the back of my legs to my bum, squeezing it. He sat with his face level with my waist, looking at Leo while feeling me up.
“Splendid,” Leo said, “we’ll take them. And she’ll wear them out.”
“Let me get these,” I said, bending at the waist to tease the guy and reaching to pick up my bag.
“Nonsense,” he said, “these are for me to enjoy.”
The sales guy put my old shoes in the box for the new shoes, and carried it over to the register. Leo and I followed him, me walking a little carefully as I got used to my new shoes.
Leo took the bag with my old shoes in it, and the receipt, thanked the sales guy and we left.
As we left the store, I checked the time on my phone.
“Dave shouldn’t be too much longer,” I told Leo. “Where did you want to meet up?”
“Let’s go and see if your friend Jody is around,” he said, pointing up towards the restaurant.
I texted Dave to say where we’d be. Leo took my hand and we headed up there. I wasn’t sure if I wanted Jody, the waitress who’s seen me nearly naked, watched me pee and blow Leo, to be there to be honest.
Still, when we got there I let him lead me in. It was quiet in there – nobody was eating yet, and the hostess came over.
“Table for two?” she said, smiling.
I smiled back, a little uncomfortably, and Leo said “table for three tonight, please. Somewhere discrete.”
She led us to the same table at the back.
“Am I joining you?” she said with a grin.
“Make that four, if that’s the case,” he said, smiling back at her, “but Sue’s husband is joining us tonight.”
I sat down and shuffled around the seat towards the back, and watched Leo do the same.
A waitress we didn’t know came back with three menus and sets of silverware. I guessed Jody wasn’t there today.
“Can I get you two something to drink?”
She looked me over, assessing me.
“Gin and tonics,” Leo said, “two, please.”
She nodded and went to get our drinks.
“We should get you ready for your husband,” Leo said.
“How so?”
“Well, I think he’s going to like your new underwear for a start.”
“Uh huh,” I said.
“Why don’t you take off your jacket?”
I took off my jacket and put it on the seat next to me. You could see the outline of the black bra through my blouse.
“That button’s doing a lot of work, don’t you think?” Leo said, looking at the one between my tits.
It did look under a lot of strain. Leo reached over and undid it and the blouse popped apart.
“Well that just looks silly.”
He undid all the buttons above the one he’d already undone, up to my neck. The new bra gave me much more cleavage than I was used to.
“Here you are,” said the waitress, dropping off our drinks and disappearing.
“Let’s pull your skirt up a bit so I can see your panties,” Leo said.
“It’s not that kind of skirt,” I told him, “it’s too tight to get past my hips.”
“I guess we’ll need to lose the skirt then.”
I nodded and leaned forward so I could undo my skirt. I wiggled from side to side and Leo helped me slide my skirt down so I could take it off and put it with my jacket.
Leo was looking at the menu.
“So what are we having?”
“I thought we’d have the taco salad,” he said.
“Fine.”
I glanced up at the opening front door and saw Dave come in.
“There’s Dave,” I told Leo, waving towards the door.
Leo got up and shook hands with Dave when he got to us.
“So you’re one of the guys who’s been fucking my wife,” Dave said, grinning.
“So you’re the guy who’s been letting me fuck his wife,” Leo said.
At least they were hitting it off well enough. Dave slid in next to me, so I was between them.
“Where’s your skirt?”
“Oh,” said Leo, “we got her some new underwear. Let’s show him.”
He “helped” me by undoing the remaining buttons on my blouse.
Leo pulled one side of my blouse towards him, and Dave pulled the other towards him, letting them see my underwear.
“Ahem,” said the waitress.
We all looked up at her. She had an amused expression on her face.
“We’re a… discrete place, but if anybody complains… anyway. Would you like anything to drink?”
“Uh, I’ll have a Coke,” Dave said.
She headed off.
“So this is where you came last night?” Dave asked.
“Yup,” I said.
“And is that that waitress?”
“Nope,” I said, “I guess she’s not working tonight.”
I felt Leo’s hand on my thigh, up where my stocking ended. He started stroking my skin.
I looked down at his hand. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Dave looking down at Leo’s hand.
“Is this OK?” Leo asked him. Him, not me, I noticed.
“Of course,” Dave said. “You and her was my idea.”
“Really?” Leo asked.
“Yeah, I left her alone at the casino bar to see what happened. When I saw you join her at the bar, I texted her to say she should fuck you.”
“Really?” Leo asked, glancing at me.
“Yeah,” Dave said.
I nodded, looking down. I felt a little embarrassed.
“That’s cool,” Leo said, sliding his hand higher up my leg.
Dave and I watched as he slid his fingers along the edge of my thong.
“Ahem,” said the waitress, putting Dave’s Coke down in front of him.
We all looked up at her. Again. Leo didn’t move his hand.
“Have you decided what you’d like?”
“Oh yes,” said Leo, sliding his finger across the fabric of my thong, over my pussy.
The waitress snorted, and waved her pad at us.
“Are you ready to order?”
“No,” Dave said, smiling at her, “I haven’t even looked at my menu yet. Start with them?”
“We’ll both take the taco salad, with chicken,” Leo said, handing her our menus.
“I’d like a steak,” Dave said, “which one do you recommend?”
“I like the sirloin,” she said.
“I’ll take that then, medium please,” he said handing her his menu.
The waitress made some notes on her pad, clicked her heels and left us.
“So,” Dave said, “you sucked him off here yesterday?”
I nodded.
“Are you going to suck him off again tonight?”
“Well, I was hoping to get fucked,” I said, pouting a little.
Leo slid out of the booth and stood there holding his hand out.
“C’mon,” he said, “we can be quick.”
I took his hand and slid out and stood next to him. He was still holding my hand, so I was trying to hold my blouse together with the other hand.
Dave, bless him, held my phone up towards us.
Leo didn’t take it from him. I stopped trying to cover myself, and took my phone.
As soon as I’d taken my phone, Leo started towards the restrooms, pulling me along behind him.
“Hi,” said Leo as he towed me past our waitress. She looked a little shocked at my appearance, with my blouse flapping along behind me.
Leo barged into the men’s room, pulling me right behind him. Luckily there were no customers, and there was nobody in there.
My phone started ringing, and I looked down at it. It was Dave, videocalling me.
I answered the phone, and Leo let go of my hand and took it from me. He held it up to face me, stepping back a little.
I stood there, looking at him.
“Blouse,” he said, holding out his other hand.
I shrugged it off my shoulders and let it slide down my arms. I caught it, and handed it over to Leo.
He dropped it over his shoulder and backed towards a stall, ushering me towards him.
I followed him. As he went through the door, he moved to one side to let me in. He closed the door, and turned away to lock the door and hang my blouse on the hook.
He turned back, and held my phone out to the side as we kissed, long and hard.
He slid past me and put my phone, face up, on the toilet seat. He took my hand and put it on the cistern, meaning I was leaning forwards over the bowl. I put my other hand on the cistern to balance myself, and felt Leo pulling my thong down to my thighs.
I’d expected him to take it off, but he left it there, tight against my thighs. I looked down at Dave’s face on my phone. I wondered how much of me he was seeing as I waited, hearing Leo unbuckling his belt and unzip his fly.
Just a few seconds later, his cock was rubbing along my pussy, getting lubricated with my juices. Slowly, he slipped it into me.
He held my hips as he worked us into a rhythm. After a minute or so, his hands slid up my sides to my bra. He started massaging my tits through it. I’d have unhooked it for him if I didn’t need both my hands to support myself.
I could feel myself getting closer to cumming, and leaned forward, putting my forehead on my hand.
I felt myself tensing up, right in my pussy, and then my orgasm exploded over me, leaving me shaking.
Leo had stopped thrusting into me. He was just grinding his pelvis against my bum.
When I got my breath back, I wiggled my bum against him. I was rocking forward and backward a little, trying to get him going again, but my heart wasn’t really in it. I wanted to suck him off to stop my pussy getting too sensitive, and before our dinner arrived.
“Here,” I said, “take the phone and I’ll sit down.”
I pushed myself upright, his cock slipping out, picked up my phone and handed it to him.
I sat down on the toilet seat happily, as my legs were like jelly.
He pointed the phone at me as I leaned forward and stuck my tongue out, licking all around the head. I held his cock as I ran my tongue along the shaft to clean our juices off it.
I held his cock up and licked and sucked his balls, while I slowly jacked it.
I didn’t expect him to last long, and he was gently humping his cock toward me. I opened my mouth and put the head onto my tongue. I slid my hand up and down the shaft, jacking him off. I cradled his balls with my other hand until he started to cum. When the first spurt of cum landed on the back of my tongue, I slid his cock into my mouth to suck up and swallow the rest of it.
Leo gently pulled his cock out of my sucking mouth, and stroked my hair. I looked up at him and smiled.
He lowered the phone, and I pulled my thong up. I stood up pulled it into place and straightened my bra.
“Shall we go and have our dinner?” he asked.
I nodded. He grabbed my blouse and unlocked and opened the stall door. He headed out, still carrying my blouse, and opened the restroom door.
I scurried after him, hoping to get my blouse back, but unfortunately for me, he strode straight into the restaurant and stood by our booth.
Trying not to look around, I dashed after him and rushed into my seat in the booth. Leo followed me in, dropping my blouse with my skirt. Cautiously I looked up. I was dreading seeing a bunch of people staring at me, but there was nobody else in the restaurant yet.
“It was cool watching you banging my wife,” Dave said to him.
I sat there in just my underwear, sort of trying to cover myself up with absolutely nothing to help.
“Here we go,” said the waitress, carrying a tray. She put it on the funny fold out stand thing, and put our meals down in front of us.
“Enjoy,” she said, giving me a funny look.
Quietly, I sat and ate while Dave and Leo chatted about things. Mostly fucking me. Or watching me get fucked.
The waitress came and asked us if everything was OK. I was just finishing up, and I gave her a quick thumbs up.
“Everything’s going great,” Leo said.
“Can I ask you something?” she said, looking at me.
“Uh, sure?”
“Are you the chick from yesterday?”
“The chick?”
“The chick that was in here yesterday?”
“She was in here yesterday,” said Dave. With a big smile.
“Are you the guy she sucked off at the table?” the waitress asked him.
“No,” he said. “That was him.”
He motioned to Leo.
“Huh,” she said.
“She’s going to suck me off tonight,” Dave said.
“Cool,” she said. “I’d like to see that.”
“Me too,” said Leo.
Dave turned and looked at him.
“I’ve not seen her in action yet,” Leo said.
“How about now?” Dave said.
I turned to look at him, a little shocked, but he was already undoing his belt.
I figured this was happening, so I shuffled myself around to face him. I watched as he unzipped, and all of a sudden I felt my bra flop forward… Leo had unhooked it.
“Oh my,” the waitress said, stifling a giggle as he slid the straps down my arms.
I took my bra off my arms, and Leo pulled it away behind me, leaving me in just my thong and thigh highs.
Dave had his cock out, so I bent forward at the waist as I took hold of it with my hand. His pants weren’t far enough open that I could play with his balls.
I opened my mouth and just went down on him. I felt his hands on the back of my head, guiding me up and down as I sucked and ran my tongue over it.
I felt movement behind me, but obviously I was looking down into Dave’s lap so I didn’t know what was happening.
I bobbed my head up and down, under Dave’s hands’ direction, humming ever so slightly.
“Don’t swallow,” he said quietly, so I held just the head of his cock in my mouth.
I licked and sucked like mad, and he started erupting into my mouth.
I waited until he’d finished, and I carefully sucked my way off it. I sat upright again. Leo had moved to the other side of Dave, and had been taking pictures of me with my phone. He put it on the table.
“Show her,” he said.
I opened my mouth, being careful to not drool cum out of my mouth, showing her.
“Now swallow.”
I swallowed. I don’t mind cum immediately when it uh… lands… but I find it a little gross if it’s been sitting in my mouth for even a short while.
I opened my mouth and showed her my tongue, so she could see that I’d swallowed the cum.
“Thanks,” she said, “that was great. I can’t wait to tell Jody I’ve met you.”
She almost skipped away, leaving me sitting there topless.
Leo came back around to sit next to me, in front of his place setting. I sat there quietly as the guys finished up their meal. I did cross my arms, trying to cover my tits a little.
We were casually chatting about work, and how Leo didn’t want me to quit, when a young bus boy arrived and started clearing the table. He made a lot of noise, clanking the plates against each other because he was staring at my chest.
“Just show him,” Dave said.
I looked down, and unfolded my arms so he could see my tits completely.
“Fuck me,” he muttered to himself, and after a minute of staring at me he piled the plates up and left.
Our waitress passed him, just by our table.
“Dessert?” she asked us.
“No thank you,” Dave said.
She headed off to get the bill.
“Can I get dressed now?” I asked them.
“Sure,” said Dave, “we’re almost ready to head out anyway.”
Leo passed me my bra, and I pulled it around me, hooking it up and putting my arms through the straps. As soon as I was finished, he handed me my blouse and I put that on too. I was buttoning it up when the waitress came back.
“I’ll get it,” Leo said, handing her a card before she even put the bill down.
“Thanks,” Dave and I said at the same time.
The waitress left, and Leo handed me my skirt. I held it down by my feet and stepped into it, pulling it up and wiggling my hips into it.
The waitress was back. Leo signed the check, and we all shuffled out of the booth. I put my jacket on, and we headed towards the door.
We said goodbye to the waitress and stepped outside.
“Do you want a ride back to the hotel?” Dave asked Leo.
“Nah… I’ll walk. The fresh air’s good for me.”
“Well,” I said, “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Can you wear that underwear?” he asked.
“I’ll try,” I told him, “they’ll need washing.”
Dave and I watched him walk off, and Dave took my hand and led me to the car.