Rachel called and asked if I wanted to come out and play, and I said sure, why not. We agreed to meet at the food court, so I sorted myself out and headed over there.
I walked from my place, and when I arrived, I saw her sitting there, on her own, with her back to me. She was wearing a short blue skirt and a white short sleeved blouse with pockets over her tits.
"Hi," I said, taking the seat across from her.
"Hi," she said back to me, smiling and leaning in. She took my right hand with her left hand, and put something in it with her right hand.
Looking down, I saw the remote control for her vibrator. I pushed one of the buttons, and looked at her face. Her eyes went slightly glassy, so I knew she had it inside her, and it was switched on. I pushed the button that turned it off.
"What panties are you wearing?" I asked.
By way of an answer, she lifted the hem of her skirt up. I couldn't see through the table, so I leaned forward, and then I could see up her skirt. She had her legs slightly apart, and I could just see the crotch of her white thong, and underneath it I could make out the fat hot pink wire sticking out from the vibrator inside her.
"Stay there," I said, getting up. "I'm going to get a soda - do you want one?"
"No," she said, "I'm good."
"Stay like that until I get back," I told her, and went to order a soda.
As I walked away, I turned the vibrator to the low setting. I wasn't sure of the range of the device, so I stood in line pressing buttons. I was too far away for it to work, but I could see her sitting there, looking at me a little nervously. She was still holding the hem of her skirt up.
When it was my turn to order, I pointed her out and asked the server to wave at her, and Rachel smiled and nodded her head back at us. She gave me the cup of Coke, I paid, thanked her and walked back over to Rachel.
I sat down in front of her.
"Can I let go?" she asked me.
"Sure," I said, and she smoothed her skirt out again.
The vibrator was still buzzing away inside her, and she looked a little flushed.
"So," I asked, "how are things?"
"Fine," she said, "I've been busy with school and work, so I wanted to see you and maybe play a little. I've got stuff to do later though."
Just as I was about to respond, two guys and a girl approached us.
"Hey Rachel," one of the guys said.
"Oh, hi Dillon," she said. "Dan, this is Dillon, Jamie and Cathy. Guys, this is my friend Dan."
"Pleased to meet you," I said, standing up so I could greet them properly. The controller went into the pocket of my hoodie.
I asked if they wanted to join us, and Jamie pulled up a chair so we could all sit down. I was opposite Rachel, and I watched her face as she interacted with her friends.
"We were all in the same lecture this morning," she told me. "Did you guys take better notes than I did?"
I sat back and watched them chatting away, and my hand slipped in to my pocket. I turned the speed up on the vibrator, and Rachel made a strange sound, then covered it up by coughing.
"So, are you guys on a date or something?" asked Dillon.
They looked at me. I looked at Rachel.
"No," she said, "we're just friends. I deliver pizza to him."
They seemed satisfied by this, and carried on chatting about university, professors, what somebody or other did the other night at somebody else's party. Rachel kept glancing at me, so I put my hand back into my pocket and turned off the vibrator. She smiled at me.
"Well, I was supposed to be helping this one do some shopping," she said to her friends, standing up and grabbing her bag.
I took that as my cue, and stood up as well.
"It was nice to meet you all," I said, collecting my Coke.
"Debbie's having a party tonight, you two should come," said Cathy, looking at me, sort of flirtily.
"I'm supposed to be working on a project," said Rachel. "Let me see how I get on, OK?"
Cathy took my hand, grabbed a pen out of her bag and wrote her number on it.
"Call me if you want to come without her," she said, biting her bottom lip slightly.
I smiled. "I'll see how my afternoon pans out, but thanks."
Rachel grabbed the hand with Cathy's phone number on it, and off we went.
As we got out of earshot, I heard her mutter "whore," and I laughed at her.
"You're not jealous, are you?"
"No, she just doesn't have to be like that."
"It's OK," I said, "I'm not going to her party."
"I'm not going to her stupid party either," she almost whined.
"Alright, let's cheer you up. What did you want to do?"
"I want to have fun. Other than that, I'm all yours," she said.
I looked around, then headed over towards a trash can. I was out of Coke. When we got to the can, I took the lid off my cup. I dropped that into the trash can. Reaching in to the cup, I pulled out a couple of ice cubes. I put one in each of the pockets on her blouse, and heard her gasp.
I could see her nipples were hard, and that she was wearing a yellow bra, as the blouse was pretty close to see through now.
I dropped the cup of ice in the trash can, and we started off down the aisle, idly looking around.
Anne surprised us, coming up from behind, carrying a cup of coffee.
"Hello there," she said, and we turned to face her.
"You've got yourself wet," she said to Rachel, gesturing at her blouse. "You should come with me."
Anne led the way, and Rachel followed her. I followed the pair of them. We wended our way through the store to the staff room. Anne opened the door and went in, and I noticed that she didn't think to knock. I closed the door after us, and went over to one of the seats by the wall. Anne walked over to the table, put her coffee cup down and turned to face Rachel, who dropped her bag on the floor.
"I think that should come off," she said, gesturing at the wet blouse.
She reached out to Rachel, and helped her undo the buttons. Rachel shrugged the blouse off her shoulders, and put it on the table. She reached behind her and unhooked her yellow bra, sliding the straps down her arms, and taking it off.
She stood there, with her hard little nipples, and her arms by her sides, looking a bit embarrassed.
Anne was leaning on the table, and Rachel moved towards her. Anne reached out and stroked her nipples, then pulled them away from her chest a little. She slid her hands down Rachel's sides, to the waistband of her skirt. She turned the skirt around, until the zipper was at the front. She unzipped it, and Rachel let it fall down her legs to the floor.
"What's this?" she asked, looking at the wire for the vibrator.
Rachel looked at me, and I walked over to Anne and handed her the controller. She looked down at it, then pushed one of the buttons. Rachel shivered slightly as the vibrator started up again.
Anne smiled. "How delightful!"
She fiddled with the buttons some more. Rachel squirmed some more.
"Your panties are all wet," Anne said.
"I have new panties," said Rachel, backing away and turning to her dropped bag.
Keeping her knees locked, she bent over to her bag, and fished around in it. She seemed to be having problems finding what she was looking for, but she found a ziplock bag and put that between her teeth, and carried on looking. I liked the way her tits hung down, and the view of her thong going up between her ass cheeks.
Anne went over to help her, taking the bag from her and upending it, spilling the contents on the floor.
Rachel, looking flustered, grabbed a clean pair of panties from the pile of stuff on the floor, but Anne picked up a butt plug.
