She made small talk and relaxed the Waitress's fears a bit. Although she and her friends had treated her rather poorly over the years, she was becoming interested in her. The Waitress was initially hesitant, but Dee was making an effort to be at her best.
It was late in the afternoon when Dee came, and now it was getting dark.
"Can I stay the night?" Dee asked.
"Sure. There's only one bed though, so you'll have to sleep on the couch or we can share."
"I think I'll take the second option, please."
And so Dee and the Waitress got into bed together. As they tried to sleep, both ended up cuddling. Dee was sleeping topless, which the Waitress liked against her nightskirt. She responded by feeling up whatever skin she could find.
This eventually led to Dee grinding against her skin. The Waitress moaned and let her go harder. Dee kept doing so and put her hand on the Waitress's pussy. She slammed it repeatedly, making it feel the best she could. The Waitress was just experiencing sexual pleasure like she hadn't felt in a while, and it was her favorite. They were certainly the best orgasms she'd had in recent years.
These were soon to be matched when the two got together and scissored until they couldn't take it. They wanted to upgrade the intensity and they most certainly tried. It was almost too much too bear for the Waitress, having Dee's sexy legs on hers as she went. Dee whispered about "sixty-nine" and the Waitress knew what to do. She would be on top as Dee's hot cunt was waiting for her on the bottom...
The Waitress had a cute ass, Dee thought. Of course, her vagina was the main course here. As hers was eaten it was a friendly game to see who would cum first, and then a test to see if they could make each other cum simultaneously. They indeed could.
The next morning, at Paddy's, the gang was together, except for Dee.
"What do you suppose she's up to?" Charlie wondered.
"Some little scheme. Who cares, anyway?" Frank said in response.
"Yes, he's probably right. The women's bathroom needs cleaning, Charlie."
As Dennis directed him to his usual duties, Charlie heard some odd noises. Oh, he certainly recognized them. He just wondered who it was this time. He pushed open the stall door.
"Oh, Dee... Dee... Charlie!?" The Waitress was being thoroughly eaten out by Dee.
"What... what is going on here?"
"What does it look like?" Dee came up for a moment, then went back down on the Waitress's vagina. The Waitress went back to focusing on the feelings, ignoring him.
The others came into the bathroom to see what all the fuss was about.
"I don't know. I kinda like it." said Frank.
"Indeed, sapphic pleasures are good for a woman in moderation." Dennis noted. He was watching and remembering the actions his sister performed on the Waitress. He could only hope to aspire to such levels.
Mac realized the bathroom still wasn't clean, and currently was rather dirty and grungy. He brought this up to the others, but no one else cared, least of all Dee and the Waitress.
