My Wife Her SlaveChapter 40 A Little After Party Play
They were seated in a fairly private booth a few minutes later. Their formal dresses helped them fit right in, and the only raised eyebrows they caused were directed at their beauty, and the way that they held hands and whispered to each other while they were waiting. All of the men, and most of the women, followed their progress through the restaurant to their seats. A gorgeous young girl appeared a minute later and introduced herself as their waitress. Her dress was almost a copy of...