Bottomless Mimosas

The three girls giggled as they were walking in as Sam told the host, “Three for Sam, please.” The host checked his log and directed the ladies to follow him. Brooke was surprised with how fancy this place was and she honestly felt a bit underdressed. She giggled as she was curious how many of these other patrons were bottomless as well. She tried to peek around without being prudish but the tablecloths seemed to do a good job hiding the fact that anyone else was bottomless. The host seated them in the back of the restaurant but they still had a couple of booths and tables around them. Sam spoke to the other two and said, “How nice is this place? I had to book this reservation weeks in advance.”

The host helped each of the ladies into their chairs and bid himself adieu as the ladies grabbed their menus. Brooke being the curious little minx asked, “So when does the bottomless start?”

Both girls giggled as Jaime said, “Very soon! Keep your pants on and figure out what you want to eat first.”

Brooke chuckled and said, “Sorry! I just want to make sure I’m ready to go.” Both girls looked at her with a confused expression and went back to their menus while idly chitchatting. Brooke had more questions but she figured they could wait once the bottomless drinking started. The waiter arrived and said, “Good morning, ladies. We appreciate your patronage and hope you have a wonderful brunch with us. Can I interest any of you in the bottomless special?”

All three girls raised their hands as the waiter smiled saying, “Excellent. Have we decided on food yet?” Sam began to give her order, followed by Jaime and then it was Brooke’s.

She smiled and said, “French toast sounds delicious. I have a few questions about the bottomless drinks.”

The waiter smiled and said, “Of course. I’ll try my best to answer them.” He said as another waiter approached him and whispered in his ear. “I do apologize, ma’am. I am needed at the moment but I will be back to answer those questions.” Brooke nodded and looked a bit sad but understood the severity of the situation.

Jaime looked at her and said, “Brooke, you’re being so silly. It’s just bottomless drinks. Don’t overthink it and trouble the poor man with your silly questions. You know what they say when in Rome!”

Brooke blankly said, “But we aren’t in Rome…”

Both girls started laughing at her expense as Sam joined in, “Brooke, you are always good for a laugh. Jaime is just saying go with the flow and you’ll be fine.” Just then another waiter arrived with three mimosas and place them on the table. Brooke asked, “Now it’s bottomless time?”

Both girls laughed and said, “Yes, Brooke. We can finally get bottomless!” Brooke watched The two girls clinked their glasses as Sam and Jaime each took a large gulp. Brooke was too focused on getting bottomless as she was already undoing her button on her skirt to begin bottomless drinking. Brooke had assumed she was late to the party as her friends must already be bottomless too considering they were already drinking. With a few tugs, she felt the skirt slide down her thighs, past her knees and into a puddle between her feet. She grabbed her drink and clinked their glasses as she said, “To bottomless drinks!”