Jess flashes for some meat.

Jess wanders up to the meat department, and you note the butcher’s eyes widen as the braless beauty approaches. He tries to keep his eyes from Jess’ chest especially when you glare at him pointedly.

“What can I get you?” he asks. You press the small of Jess’ back and she flips her hair behind her head. Again, the butcher’s eyes follow the trail of flesh between your girlfriend’s mostly exposed breasts. Again, you catch his eye and give him a warning glance.

“I need 2 t-bone steaks,” Jess says calmly, ignoring the attention the butcher is paying to her cleavage. “Preferably, the ones in the front; they look pretty good.” You smile as you bite back the comment “you sure know your meat, Jess.” Jess turns to you and leans in for a kiss. After she pulls her mouth away, she whispers “I can get this guy to give me the steaks without paying,” she tells you. “Wanna save some cash?” She smiles.

“These two?” the butcher asks. Jess nods, and you see her hands slide slowly up her blouse at the bottom. You look both ways and see no one. “15.20” the butcher says.

“Do you barter much?” Jess asks. The butcher, caught off guard shrugs.

“Uh… Depends, I guess. What do you mean? You want a discount or something?” Jess smiles and shrugs.

“Well, I think I can offer you something that would let me walk out of here with those two steaks for nothing,” Jess says. The butcher snorts.

“Whaddya mean?” he said. Jess comes a bit closer, leaning over to allow the butcher to see completely down her shirt.

“If I flash these tits that you’ve been drooling over, you’ll give me two T-bone steaks.” You fight to keep the grin off your face.

“You’re shitting me,” the butcher says skeptically. Jess shrugs. “We have a deal, or not?” she asks.

“Show me those titties, and I’ll give you four T-bones, gorgeous.” Jess smiles and peels back her shirt. You count to 20 and then she pulls her blouse back together. The butcher grins and hurriedly collects the steaks. “Thanks for the show,” he says.

Jess kisses you. “We need to get home so we can both eat,” she says. “What a hot date you are.”