Phillip clears your empty plates and brings the desert menu.
You order an apple tart for yourself and two chocolate mousses for the ladies and three coffees. Phillip returns a few minutes later and sets down the desserts, he gives you an inquisitive look, then heads off.
"Would you like anything else?"
"Not just now. I'll talk to you after dessert."
"Okay." He heads off.
Fortunately, the restaurant is fairly empty and there are only three tables within view. They've been empty so far, but a young couple sits down at the one furthest away. They give a brief look at your group, then settle down to examine the menu.
"Do you see that couple that just came in?"
Ashley and reply together, "yes."
"I want you two to eat your desserts as sensuously as possible. Try to distract them. Whichever one of you attracts the most attention from them will win a reward, and the loser will get a punishment task. See what you can do."
Ashley jumps in first. She slides her index finger into her foamy mousse and then slowly licks it off, keeping her finger extended, then slides it into her mouth, lingering it inside before pulling it very slowly out.
The young man catches this out of the corner of his eye and begins watching your table discreetly over his menu.
decides to have a go. She also dips her finger into her mousse but, instead of licking it off, she softly strokes it across her chest, leaving a small trail of chocolate behind it. She gets a second dip with her finger and this time gently pulls her dress from beneath the table with her free hand. It pulls the neckline down until her nipple just peeks free. She swirls her chocolatey finger over her nipple, swirling it around forming a small chocolate 'o' around her areola. Then, she retraces both the o and the streak with just a fingernail, collecting the chocolate on the tip of her finger and sticking it into her mouth like Ashley did earlier. She releases her dress slowly, letting it creep back into place.
The young couple are both staring wide-eyed at , whispering to each other and nudging toward .
"Looks like is our winner," you say.
"Oh, come on...a rematch." pleads Ashley in mock annoyance.
"No, you each had a chance. Let's finish our meal, shall we?"
The three of you devour your desserts, anxious to get on to the next event.
"Ashley, I want you to go to the ladies' and remove your vibe. Take 's handbag so you can stow it away. You won't need it for a while. You can put yours in too, ."
Ashley heads off to the ladies' and gets up to follow her.
"Oh, , say something flirty to that couple on your way back."
She giggles, "ok," and they head off.
A few minutes later, Ashley comes out first, followed about 30 seconds later by .
pauses at the table, leaning close in to the young woman's ear and whispers something to her. She pauses, exhaling slowly into her ear, then stands upright and heads over to your table.
The young woman is bright red with embarrassment. Her boyfriend leans over to talk with her, but she simply waves him off.
"Are you ready for your check, ?" Phillip says, appearing suddenly.
"Actually, Phillip, I think you should comp our meal tonight and throw in two bottles of your best Red."
He looks confused, "And why should I do that, ?"
"Because Ashley here is going to give you a lap dance in your office that you'll never forget."
"You had a fine meal...I would expect an excellent show."
"Oh, I think you won't be disappointed."
He pauses, thinking this over and studying Ashley up carefully.
"Why not? My office is this way." |