"It may not be on the menu," I said, smiling to Molly with a glint in my eye, "but I do think that it's on offer, and it's definitely something we both want, isn't it?"

With the counter girl so close between us, I laid my hand on the bare skin of her back for a moment, and then ran it down, over her so-short skirt and the enticing rump beneath, to the newly elevated hem of her skirt -- and then beneath it, to push up from behind her and come to rest on the curve of her ass.

Having two hands, which was really handy just now, I ran a finger along the top of Molly's dress, its tip touching the bare flesh of her bosom as it moved slowly along its journey. "I hope that we can do this here," I said, quite quietly, looking at the girl who worked here now, "where other people can come in and join us, or watch as they like. But we could go somewhere else if that is necessary. But we should do that right away. All three of us have too many clothes on."

I didn't realize till that moment that i had been holding my breath and it rushed out as Contraide murmered to us. Suddenly I felt quite relaxed and gave a low husky laugh continueing to take things in as they progressed. hhhmmmm
"I completely agree" I piped in with a mischievious smile still playing upon my pouty lips. I saw that he was also quite adept at exibitionism. Or rather helping us exibit. I glanced down and noticed that indeed he had a most magnificent bulge beginning to appear. I wondered how long we could prolong the inevitable, and instantly moistened at the thought. And my nipples hardened more.

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"ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE"

The way Molly winked at me gave me a little thrill. Her friend had a very gentle caress. As his hand swept up the back of my skirt, his fingers running over my buttock, I felt my excitement grow.

"I do have something to offer that's not on the menu," I said softly. "Just a moment."

I hurried back behind the bar and, shielded by the counter, quickly stripped off my panties and stepped out of them. I rolled the skirt one more time at my waist, the hem rising just above the bottom of my rear. I was so aroused. I walked out from behind the counter, feeling a surge of excitement at exposing myself this way.

I returned to their table and stood between them, saying, "I think I'm taking the rest of the day off..."

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Thank you, sir, may I have another?

I grinned to the coffee vendor, even as she stepped back behind the counter, but quickly turned back to Molly. It was Molly I'd come here to see, and to love, after all.

For the moment, at least, I had both hands available for her, so I capitalized on the opportunity. I knew that she was not modest, and I had been wanting a clear, well-lit view of what she'd bared to me last night ever since that encounter.

Right there, sitting at the coffee bar, I pulled the top of her dress down to expose her beautiful tits to any and all who might look on. I felt a little bit guilty for the poet at the microphone, but not too bad, since it seemed very likely that he, too, would get caught up in the orgy I fully intended to provoke in public.

I stifled the impulse to bring my mouth to one of her breasts, so that they could be more readilly seen by everyone about. I did rub my thumb back and forth across one of her nipples, though, before our lovely barrista once agan intruded between us in the most delightful way.

"I knew that you'd have something to share with us all," I told the coffee girl, and for a moment now I gave her my full attention too. "Would you be so kind as to lift your arms, please?"

The moment she did, I took a hold of the bottom of her short skirt, and pulled it up and over her head.

When he'd told me to raise my arms, this was certainly not what I'd been expecting. As my skirt slipped over my head, my t-shirt blouse came right along with it. I stood in my bra and heels, arms hanging at my sides, wondering what this man was going to do next.... Molly, her lovely round breasts exposed, gave me an encouraging wink.

The poet seemed completely unfazed, and said into the microphone:
"The body exposed
Natural beauty
Living artwork
Made for love
For admiration
For imagination
For exploration"

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I made sure that I caught a hold of the barrista's top as well as her skirt when I lifted her clothes up and over her head, and laid them aside on a clear, dry place nearby on the counter. The two women before me were now clad, each of them, only in the places where the other was not. The effect was oddly geometrical.

The poet seemed to be participating, in his own way. I liked that. It was a little bit like having a Greek chorus around.

I felt greatly overdressed, so I stood up, which meant that I stood up practically touching the nearly naked server. I shrugged off my jacket, and tossed it onto the counter as well. Raising my arms as she had, I asked her, "Care to return the favor with my turtleneck?"

I winked back at Molly. I had a hunch that if the coffee girl complied with my request that Molly would have a splendid opportunity to undo her bra at the same time. I couldn't wait until all three of us were nude.

Could I?! Given my state of arousal there was no way I wasn't going to get every bit of clothing possible off of this man. I hoped that Molly wasn't going to be offended by my actions. But since she was right there next to me (looking spectacularly exposed), I figured she could choose to sit and watch, help out, elbow me aside, or smack my completely bare bottom if she desired. I certainly didn't want to intrude, but if I was welcome to be part of their party, there was no way I was going to miss this erotic opportunity!!

When the man stood and raised his arms, I happily pulled the bottom of his turtleneck up, noticing the lovely bulge in his pants. The shirt slipped up over his head, revealing a very nice body. I hoped he would encourage me to continue exposing him...

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Thank you, sir, may I have another?