New etiquettes at the restaurant.

Charlotte had been preparing for this dinner the whole day. She was wearing her best dark green business dress and had her hair done up perfectly, not a curl out of place. It was imperative she closed this deal tonight. Her whole career depended on it. Lucy was waiting outside the restaurant when she got there. She was her best junior partner, at only twenty-two years old and she already exuded the charisma and fast talking skills of a perfect salesman. She stood only at 4'11 and was wearing an elegant dark red evening gown that complimented her curves and her blonde curls. At the moment she was reading on the menu outside the restaurant while she was waiting for her colleague.

"Hi Lucy! Early as always? Already decided on the food?" They quickly kissed on the cheek to greet each other.

"No, haven't decided yet. But apparently they have some new policies that weren't in place the last time I was here." She pointed up at the menu. In the the walled glass case, just under the Carte, was a small chalkboard with some rules written in light green pastels.

-Every clothing worn by a woman must be torn before sitting at a table-
-It is good manners that women who are dining in this establishment sit on a hard cock. If a woman does not have a dick ready at her table, a plastic one can be rented at the coat check-
-The staff can freely touch customers at their discretion-

Charlotte sighed. She really liked this dress. It was really a shame.

They had waited outside for another ten minutes when their business clients showed up. Sergio was a pristine older gentleman, wearing proper suit and tie. He had a shock of grey hair and a big grey mustache on his lips. He was accompanied by his wife Rosita, also in a business suit with a long pencil skirt. She was in her fourties but she still had a great beauty in her. She had dark hair with a streak of white in them. With them also was Kevin, wearing a shirt and vest combo. He had a smug expression under his combed sandy blonde hair. Charlotte hated having to do business with him, but she had **** in the matter, really.

She could not really afford to make a bad impression on them. She had known both Kevin and Rosita via mail, discussing the partnership their companies could have in the future, now was the actual first in person meeting.

"Oh, what an interesting dress code" Smiled Rosita as she took her first step into the establishment. As their waiter brought them to the table he put a hand on Charlotte's ass and one on Lucy's. When they got there Rosita turned around giving her back to her husband. "Would you mind, dear?"

"Not at all." Sergio took hold of his wife's shirt and started tearing, making a long cut on her back, then he turned her around and pulled, buttons flying everywhere. As Charlotte started ripping on her sleeves Kevin quickly offered her help, which she politely declined. Lucy's job was easier, her gown had the least amount of fabric to begin with.

They all stood there for a moment. Charlotte with shreds of her strapless bra. Her gown was no more, showing everyone her garter and panties. Lucy wasn't wearing a bra, so her melons were out in the open, she was wearing red lingerie and black high stockings. Rosita had not panties nor bra, looking still regal and majestic wearing only what remained of her torn white shirt, open to reveal her still well maintained body and boobs.

Sergio acted like a gentleman and sit first, unbuckling his pants to accomodate his wife. Charlotte looked at Lucy and then at Kevin and said "You two go ahead and take your place, I'll go rent a sitting if you don't mind." She didn't know how much it would cost, and she was not making Lucy pay. Also sitting on Kevin's dick was the last thing she wanted.