Matt and Andy hated working Friday nights. The rush was over, it was a couple hours until closing, and they were the last two working in the small burger restaurant. Nothing fun ever happens late on a Friday night, not in Big Bun Burger.
Elsewhere... Lynn started the car. As she backed out of the club's parking lot she thought about the consequences of being late in meeting her friend, and then losing all but one of the buttons on her strapless little dress in the club. Her face went red as she remembered how much she showed everyone... everything. She was going to have to start calling them her 'publics' instead of her 'privates' soon.
I smirked, easily reading her thoughts on her face. And while she was lost in those thoughts, I reached over and tore off her last button. Her dress fell open, more like a towel on the seat than like a dress now. She looked at me, eyes wide, her mouth opening then closing with a snap. I turned forward and said, "I'm hungry, let's hit the drive-thru on the way home." Lynn groaned, and blushed even more, but she knew the rules. She had absolutely no alternative but to obey and steered the car out onto the street. "Truth be told, I'm a bit on the hungry side too,รขยย she sighed in a small voice.
As we drove through town to find a fast food restaurant, I watched Lynn cringe with each street light. It seemed like she was sure that someone saw her nudity at each light. The sidewalks were empty, but that didn't seem to matter. As she drove, she looked around nervously, almost like a prairie dog sensing danger. She groaned out loud as the traffic light turned red ahead of us, and she stopped, her fingers unconsciously tapping on the steering wheel as she stared at the red light. An SUV pulled up next to us. It was full of girls, at least six of them, all the cheerleader type.
"Must be coming home from a game," I said. She just groaned and stared at the light.
One of the girls looked over and yelled something. The rest looked and not only did they see Lynn's naked body, but they all hooted, hollered, and honked the horn, trying to get her attention. I told her to smile and wave as the light changed, and they spun their tires laughing as they pulled out. The police car that none of us had seen pull up behind us, we were distracted after all, quickly swung out and around our car, and promptly pulled the truck over. Fortunately the officer hadn't looked over at us, especially at the very naked Lynn, as he concentrated on the SUV.
We drove past the stopped cars and quickly turned onto the next road, and again at the one after that, finally pulling into the parking lot of a burger joint. The girls were no doubt trying to explain to the cop why they were so rowdy and maybe get him to chase us instead of write them a ticket. I giggled at that thought and had her pull up to the drive-thru.
There was a hand lettered sign taped over the speaker. It said, "Intercom Out Of Order, Please Come Inside". Lynn's face went white. I could see she was working out the possibilities involved. I told her to park, and that she could hold her dress closed if she wanted, and in we went. The two guys working in the Big Bun Burger restaurant looked bored until they glanced at us, well at Lynn anyway. Then both darted to the front, seeing the petite redhead trying, with varying degrees of success, to keep her dress around her.
Matt happily took our orders. Andy just stood there grinning. I only had to repeat myself twice--they seemed distracted--and I went to sit down, giggling as I told Lynn to wait at the counter and bring the food when it was ready. Lynn looked at the stack of trays and the front of her ruined dress and groaned as she realized that her hands would be full when she picked up our food, both Matt and Andy would be standing just behind the counter and would be watching her dress fall and getting a full view of her naked body.
Soon the order was ready and Matt waited until Andy came around to the front. He was tall and held the tray just a little high, forcing Lynn to reach up to take it. She groaned and let her dress fall to the floor, taking the heavy tray with both hands. As she too quickly turned away, her feet tangled in the wad of dress at her feet and she stumbled, both large sodas falling to the floor landing dead center on the discarded dress! It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. Instead I gave the terrified Lynn a stern look and turned back to the table.
The boys giggled and said they'd give us free refills, and that Lynn should go sit down. Neither of them moved their eyes from her little freckled ass as she untangled her feet and walked more carefully to the table and set the tray down. She walked back for the refills, but the boys said they'd be happy to bring them to the table. Of course they waited until she got to the counter to say that, and were obviously enjoying themselves as they watched her walk back to the table, bending to pick up the soggy dress on the way. Matt gaped while Andy quickly told Lynn to leave the dress there and both watched her stand back up and walk to the table. I was pleased. Lynn remembered to walk slowly and proudly giving both the boys an eyeful. Lynn settled down onto the hard plastic seat, wearing nothing but her shoes and a blush. The boys finally blinked and went back to work.
They brought the refills, and held up a towel, offering to wipe the soda off Lynn. They seemed to sense our dynamic and pointedly didn't ask her. They asked me. The mess was just on her feet, so I told her to sit on the edge of her chair and give them her legs. I told the boys that it all stops if they touch her above the knees. They nodded, grinned and she blushed. I told her "Be nice and spread your legs so the nice boys don't bump heads while they help you, sweetie." They grinned even more and started to wipe down her lower legs and feet.
Neither Matt, nor Andy, really watched what they were doing. Instead each seemed interested in a VERY close up view of Lynn's pink pussy. I let them fondle and grope, I mean "dry", Lynn's legs for quite a while. The boys did a good job of spreading her knees even wider and keeping them apart as Lynn tried once to close her legs in shame. I raised an eyebrow at her and she decided to leave them open until I said they were done.
After several minutes, I called an end to the show, and let Lynn sit a little more ladylike. Matt jumped up and picked up the soaked, sticky dress, and took it to the back, and Andy mopped up the mess on the floor. I finished my chicken sandwich and fries and Lynn finally got to eat while the boys cleaned up the mess.
