It was a good day at work today for Lilly. She felt good and wanted to celebrate. It was payday after all. Is that not good enough reason to go out and celebrate?
She invited a good friend, Marielle from an earlier job assignment, along for dinner at her favourite restaurant. She asked Jessica over the phone if she could come for dinner this afternoon. Lilly had a naughty idea in her mind and asked a guy, she recently met at a charity function, to join them for some food and merriment. She didn't tell either Marielle or Jessica about the man coming. Everyone was free this afternoon and was glad to join the group at 5pm for drinks and dinner.
Lilly left work a few minutes earlier today. She headed the hallway and into the washroom to freshen up and change into cool and sexier evening wear. She looked at her panties with some disapproval, and said, "I will not be needing those this evening." She tossed them in the garbage bin and then walked out.
Lilly then hailed an elevator and waited for one to arrive. An elevator, on the far left, came and the door opened, revealing some loud talking amongst male and female office workers. She didn't know any of them, despite working in the same company as them. When she left the building, her first order of business was to walk down the left side of the street. There, most often, one would find numerous street vendors, selling a various fast foods for the lunch crowd. The number of vendors was noticeably less now, now that lunch had passed. Still, a number of hotdog and sausage vendors were still selling their product. That was fine with her, as she wanted to buy sausages.
She bought 3 long sausages and asked only for green olives to be put on the side. This afternoon, she didn't want all the condiments that usually go with the sausages. She placed the sausages with the buns in individual plastic bags which she brought from home that morning. She already had this planned in the morning. Next, she went to a dollar store and bought a few small items which included little dipping bowls and a small present for each of the women. The invited guy would get his treat later, so she was not too worried about him. She put the purchases in the handbag, along with the sausages.
Lilly walked a short distance further to the location of her favourite restaurant and walked in. She announced her presence to the server at the front of the restaurant, and stated that she had a reservation for 4 people at 5pm. The server, a very nice gentleman of a young age, took her to a table at the back of the restaurant. He asked her why she wanted the back of the restaurant and she said that she often asks for such a table because it is quieter.
She sat down and made her comfortable. She took the little gifts out of her handbag and placed them next to her on the table. Next, she removed the little dipping bowls and put them in the centre of the table. Lilly left the sausages in the bag for later. She was a little worried though that they were beginning to smell and that someone would notice. She was hoping that the plastic bags would keep the odour contained.
Lilly asked the waiter for a drink while she was waiting for her guests to arrive. She then took the mustard, ketchup and barbecue sauce from the dispenser tray in the center of the table and put a little bit of each in the bowls. What she was up to, no one knew. The waiter was more than puzzled by her motions. Anyway, that didn't bother Lilly one bit; she had grander plans.
The guests arrived shortly after 5pm. The guy came 5 minutes after Jessica and Marielle. The server directed them all to Lilly's table and the waiter came shortly afterward and took the drink orders.
All four of them sat around the table and talked and drank for almost an hour before finally deciding on dinner. The guy piped up and asked, "I seem to be smelling sausages. Did any of you ladies, bring sausages with you in your handbag?"
After a few short moments, Lilly answered, "I ate one this afternoon while at work. I put it in my handbag with a plastic wrap around it. The smell must still not have disappeared from my bag, despite I having sprayed the bag with a little perfume." This was a little white lie, but it seemed everyone at the table.
The waiter came over and wrote the dinner orders on her notebook. Lilly order a salad with chicken sticks. Marielle ordered fish sticks and chips. The guy ordered French Onion soup and a salad. Lilly told Marielle that she made a good choice. The fish sticks are quite good here. Jessica ordered chicken strips and a bowl of broccoli soup. Lilly said to Jessica that the chicken strips are fantastic here also.
Lilly excused herself from the table and asked whether Jessica would accompany her in the washroom. Lilly was still apprehensive about going into washrooms of restaurants alone. This was something she was not quite over yet. She was getting better at handling the trauma of an earlier incident, but Jessica calmed her by her presence there. Besides, this gave her an excuse to tell her about her plans.
She motioned to Jessica's lovely skirt and said to her as she raised it slightly, "You will not be needing what you are wearing underneath that lovely skirt. You are not in the office anymore. You can remove your nylons. Oh! Why not remove your panties as well?"
Jessica was surprised at Lilly. Why would she tell her to remove the nylons and the panties? What was she scheming in the pretty head of hers? Still, she trusted her best friend. Whatever, she had planned, Jessica knew that it was alright. Jessica removed her nylons and panties and put them in her purse. The 2 women then went back to the table and sat down.
Marielle told Jessica that she now had to go to the washroom. Too bad, she told them, that the feeling did not come earlier when the 2 women were in the washroom. She asked Lilly to join her. There must be something about women going to the bathroom together. What else do they do in there that they must go in groups? Do they compare notes and discuss things while they tingle?
Anyway, both Lilly and Marielle left the table and were in the washroom. With Marielle, Lilly had to be more descriptive and a little more direct. How was she going to free her up, expose her to some fun and sexual liberation? How was going to ask her that she didn't need her panties. Marielle, more reserved and from a strict family, was not very experienced with matters of sex and relationships. The few guys she dated all turned out bad. She hoped that this guy would be attracted to Marielle. She liked Marielle and hoped the 2 would have some chemistry together.
"In the short time that we have known each other, Marielle, do you like me as a friend and do you trust me when I have your best interests at heart?" Lilly asked Marielle.
"You are young, beautiful, talented and smart; yet, unfortunately in a bad way, you are still a little naive and inexperienced in the world of men and dating." she continued.
"You are not trying to turn me into slut or something? I know that you are quite knowledgeable in the realm of sex and dating. I know that you are quite active sexually too, since you told me about your encounters." Marielle said.
"However, I don't think I will ever be like you." Marielle sadly said and Lilly saw that it pained her so. She wanted someone desperately to love her, respect her and excite her; however, she was conflicted and guilty about the numerous thoughts in her head. She didn't want to be a pure and virtuous girl; yet, she was not at all into the slutiness either.
