what next?

Exploring some fun options...

You smile seeing the annoyed waitress standing there, her panties stuffed between her lips. "Give me your bra." You command her, holding out your hand expectantly. Her eyes widen and she mumbles something through her makeshift gag, the muffled sound making her displeasure clear as her hands went to obey. She reached into her shirt and undid the bra clasp, reaching and shimmying the strapless bra out from under her shirt and glaring at you as she puts it in your hand, a slight blush covering your cheeks. You smirk in amusment, tossing the bra into the trash, much to her annoyance. "Continue working the rest of the day like this. And if anyone asks, play with your breast through your shirt." You order her, the aitress looking horrified before glaring at you as she trudged off.

You lean back with satisfaction as you watch her leave, your eyes wandering around the crowd to see if there were anyone else you could play with.

Off at another table sat a cute teenage couple, a long haired brunette blushing as she spoke to a brownhaired young man.

Past them, at the window, sat a blond bombshell enjoying a latte. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath as her golden blonde hair hung down to her generous ass, the skirt she's wearing clinging tightly to her hips as her tanktop teased the tip of a lacy bra covering her E-cup tits.

Hearing a noise, you turn around and see musclebound young man clad in a sports jacket make his moves on a pair of young women who looked less than enthused about his presence. 'Always hated guys like him,' you think to yourself. 'Sauntering around like they're gods gift to women.' You rant before smirking eviliy with realzation of the power in your hand. You could easily teach the douchbag a lesson in humility.