“You know, $200 won’t even cover my back rent,” Kirsten replied, looking down at her naked thighs. “Make it $400 and maybe I’ll do it.”
“I dunno…let me think,” Susan replied. “Look, the hallway to the bathroom is just right over there behind that booth,” Susan said, pointing at the empty booth across from theirs. “And the door at the end of the hallway leads outside, so you walk out the back door naked and you’ll get the $400. How ‘bout that?”
The waiter stopped by and asked if he they needed anything – they hadn’t touched their food, but both said they were ready for another glass of wine.
He leaned across the booth to reach the dimmer switch for the lights. Kirsten and Susan scooted back to make room, and Kirsten broke into a huge smile when she noticed that all the restaurant lights were being dimmed as afternoon turned to dusk. The waiter also smiled and winked at Kirsten, who had scooted back so far that her naked legs were completely exposed.
“Well, bonus for you – an easy dare in a dark room!” Susan laughed.
“It’s not exactly dark in here,” Kirsten giggled. “But, a deal’s a deal, so let’s get this done.” She pulled her long blonde tresses across her chest, unbuttoned her blouse and let it slide down her back when she froze for a moment.
The waiter brought their glasses of wine and two men followed him.
“Gentlemen, is this booth suitable?” the waiter asked as he seated two nice-looking older men in the booth across from Susan and Kirsten.
“Bonus denied,” Kirsten whispered. Her blouse had gathered at her elbows, making it awkward to reach for her glass. She definitely needed a sip of wine.
While the men looked over their menus, Kirsten sighed and slipped out of the blouse. With her arms free, she gulped down half the chardonnay, took a deep breath, and reached back to unhook her bra.
“I’ll take that,” Susan smiled. She extended her hand to Kirsten’s breasts and rubbed the nipples with her thumb and fingers.
Kirsten tossed the bra into Susan’s lap. “I’ll give you twenty minutes to stop doing that,” she cooed, looking down at Susan's hands on her breasts. Kirsten’s embarrassment at sitting completely naked in a crowded restaurant was overcome by the excitement of having her breasts fondled where anyone could see.
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