The Mystery Date Begins

“I love the necklace,” you said, reaching forward from the back seat of the Uber van and running your fingers over the back of Gemma’s neck and the clasp of the red and faux gold costume piece. If it had been real, the thing would have probably been worth tens of thousands of dollars. “You were keeping it at Sabrina’s?”

“I bought it to go with the dress when Gemma decided to keep it at my place?” Sabrina chuckled, sitting beside Gemma in the middle seats. She was turned slightly to look at you and your blonde girlfriend. “Just a little surprise. And it looks great with your cleavage, baby.”

Gemma laughed and shook her head, then leaned over and kissed Sabrina with a light touch, both of them still being careful not to mess up their makeup. “Now I need to find something to surprise you with,” she said.

The driver pulled up in front of Tasha’s building, and this time you were the only one to get out so that you could stretch your legs from being cramped in the back seat. Gemma had already texted Tasha you were on your way, so it didn’t take long for her to come out the front door. She had dressed up as well, though you could tell she’d had less time than your girlfriends. Her hair was pulled back into an updo and her dress was a pretty silver number that shimmered like Sabrina’s, but was a more traditional cut and hugged her curves. Her cleavage was doing a shelf act, bulging slightly, and she smiled warmly as you offered her a hand down the steps of her building and led her to the car.

“You look beautiful, Tash,” you said.

“Thanks, handsome,” she grinned. “You clean up pretty well yourself.”

You opened the front door for her to sit there rather than climbing into the back seat with a dress on, then got yourself situated in the back again, suffering a slap on the ass from Gemma as you moved past her.

“So, anyone going to tell me where we’re going?” Tasha asked from up front.

“It’s Gemma’s surprise,” Sabrina said.

“Any more additional stops?” asked the driver, who seemed like he couldn’t care less about what you were doing in his van. It wasn’t late enough for you to be drunk, so he was probably happy to drive around the city all night racking up cash.

“That was the last one,” Gemma said. “Just head to the final destination.”

The girls chatted lightly, Tasha checking out Sabrina and Gemma’s dresses from the front seat. They talked dresses and makeup, and you were left to your own devices so you just smiled and looked out the windows while you sat behind Gemma and Sabrina and softly caressed their necks with the tips of your fingers. Gemma wasn’t bothered by it, but you soon got to Sabrina as you tickled her ‘spot’ with a feather touch. She glanced back at you with a recriminating glare that couldn’t really hide that you’d already gotten her horny.

When the van slowed and then made a hard right into a parking lot, you frowned as you looked out at your destination.

“McDonald's?” you asked.

“Not just any McDonald’s,” Gemma smirked.

The four of you piled out of the van, you first so that you could offer each of them a hand out. You quickly realized why this wasn’t just ‘any’ McDonald’s, as through the big windows you could see almost a dozen other people dressed up to the nines already inside.

“What is going on?” Tasha asked, following your gaze and looking as confused as you.

“Welcome to McDonald’s Prom,” Gemma said. “It’s a tradition that my social group back home does every once in a while when we’re all bored. We get all dressed up and go to a fast food place. We started doing it after we all ended up at a McDonald’s following our high school junior prom.”

“But how did you get a bunch of people here?” Sabrina asked.

“Becca and Charlotte,” Gemma said. “I called them and told them my idea, and they thought it sounded fun and started contacting their friends. The more people, the better it is. I called into this McDonald’s since it was the one with the best reviews in the city - it’s in a decent neighbourhood and is supposed to be very clean and was recently renovated. I warned them we’d be coming with a bunch of people, and they said they’d rope off a section for us.”

“It’s a fantastic idea,” you said, hugging Gemma from behind and kissing her cheek.

“Just one heads up,” Gemma said. “Becca and Charlotte have a lot of queer friends, so this is probably going to be a pretty flamboyant affair.”

“All the better,” Sabrina said. “Who wants to dress up and not get a little flamboyant?”

Gemma led you in, though you opened the door for the three women, and Tasha stopped momentarily to kiss you on the cheek and whisper her thanks for suggesting she come out. She was already feeling better.

Inside, the McDonald’s was a wild array of a few families looking out of place, just there for a quick meal with their kids, a couple of blue-collar guys in their work overalls either finishing up a late shift or about to start an overnight one, and a little over a dozen adults dressed up like they were going to a gala dinner. The four of you were practically assaulted by the laughing and the greetings as you were swept into the party. Gemma was already being celebrated as the mastermind, but introductions happened in a flurry as Charlotte and Becca took charge. Both of the women pulled each of you into hugs, including Tasha, and Becca kissed you full on the mouth before winking at you. She was wearing the same dress she’d been wearing when she flashed you in the hallway of their building, and you almost expected her to do it here again with the look in her eyes. She didn’t though, and soon you had ordered meals for each of the women you’d come with along with one for yourself.

‘Party’ might have been pushing it - there wasn’t music playing, and no ****. A ‘social’ might have been a better word for it. You ended up in a conversation with a couple of gay friends of Charlotte’s, one of whom was a cop and the other was a clerk at City Hall. They were together and the clerk was done up in full drag makeup and was wearing what might have been the most colourful suit you’d ever seen with its rainbow patterning. Meanwhile, Tasha and Gemma were in a laugh-filled conversation with Charlotte and two of her friends, while Becca, Sabrina and two other suited men were talking in a far corner booth.

Sabrina caught you glancing at her and smiled, giving you a wink. You could tell she was really happy, and that’s exactly what you’d wanted for her.

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