Sure, why not?

“Sure, why not? She seemed to really be happy and confident about what she was wearing, maybe she could talk some of that confidence into me!” Kaitlyn says to you.

Being reminded of what Abby had been wearing, you couldn’t help but think about her large tits that were on display in her black dress. They were a considerable amount bigger than Kaitlyn’s, whose are already quite large. Abby’s dress was a strapless corset type dress that pushed up and in from the sides, causing her breasts to bulge out upwards, barely being contained. You can’t help but replace Abby with Kaitlyn in your mind. Seeing Kaitlyn wear something like that would complete your life.

You and Kaitlyn talk about Abby a bit more, curious what her and her boyfriend Ty will have to say. During your conversation, Kaitlyn makes a few remarks about Abby’s looks and her breasts, saying how sexy she thought Abby looked and how she was starting to understand why guys loved tits and sluts so much. She has never made comments about another woman’s body like this before, so it caught your attention. You take note of it but don’t say anything about it.

Throughout the course of the meal you and Kaitlyn catch quite a few guys taking glances at her, but nothing much else happens. The main attraction is hidden while Kaitlyn is sitting down. You’re happy with her progression so far, especially with the things she has done recently on her own accord, but you’re interested in pushing things further. There’s always more naughty things to do in public.

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An idea pops into your head and you share it with Kaitlyn.

“Baby, I want you to go to the bathroom and take off your bra and panties. Use your panties to make a ponytail in your hair, but I want you to walk back to the table with your bra in your hands,” you instruct her.

“Oh my god, are you serious?” she asks nervously.

“Yes, I am. I normally wouldn’t just skip a step in getting you more comfortable with doing naughty things in public, but your dress isn’t short enough for people to notice you’re not wearing panties. I figure it’d add even more excitement to the whole thing if you risked people seeing you carry around your bra, and maybe even noticed the pair of panties in your hair!” you explain with a bit of excitement.

“Oh gosh… okay fine. I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this! What if someone catches me? What do I say?” she questions.

“If someone sees you carrying the bra and stops you, just give it to them with a wink and keep walking!” you tell her, obviously joking.

After mustering up the courage, Kaitlyn gets up out of the booth and heads towards the bathroom. You watch her ass sway back and forth as she leaves, enjoying the sight with every bounce.

A few minutes later, you see Kaitlyn walking back to your table. She’s holding her light violet bra in her right hand down by her side. She has it scrunched up as much as possible, but because of her large bust, she can’t hide the entire bra in her small hands. Even from a distance you can tell what it is.

Kaitlyn reaches the table and sits back down, placing her bra in by her thigh and hidden from view. She swings her head to the side, causing her hair to fly over her shoulder in front of her. Keeping her head looking to the side, she pulls on her ponytail to straighten it, giving you a good look at her panties wrapped around it. Its insanely obvious that its panties and not a regular hair scrunch. Anyone within 10 feet can see clear as day what’s in her hair. What a sexy sight. Your girlfriend’s panties are on full display for anyone who notices them. Such a dream.

Seeing your smirk and face in awe, she drops her hair and smiles naughtily.

“That wasn’t as bad as I thought it’d be! It feels weird to have a breeze on my pussy and people definitely noticed the bra in my hand as I walked back here, but I didn’t really care too much. I just thought about how happy it’d make you to see me do it and it gave me the courage to keep walking. God, that was so hot though. I almost want to just do it again! That really got me going,” Kaitlyn says with a clear hint of arousal on her face.

She handled that a lot better than you expected. And even enjoyed it! You’re very pleased, but you see an opportunity to go even further. Much further.

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“We’re not done yet, baby. Not even close! Put your bra on the table,” you command her.

She freezes, staring into your eyes. She doesn’t say anything, but her jaw drops slightly in shock at what you want her to do. You nod slowly, reinforcing that you’re serious about what you want her to do. She hesitates with her movement, but eventually you see her hand appear from under the table. She gently places the bra up against the wall of the booth, at the far end from the walk way by your table. She retracts her hand back under the table slowly, as if normal movements would bring more attention to her garment she just left on the table.

Still looking into your eyes, she starts to blush. She keeps eye contact to help comfort her through the risky act. The restaurant is busy with people and there is constant traffic past your table. There’s no way nobody has noticed the large, out of place bra laying on the table, but nobody has reacted yet. Spotting your waitress across the room, you flag her down. Kaitlyn knows what's coming, so she looks down at the table and shields her eyes as if she was blocking the sun. She can't believe what you're about to do!

The waitress reaches your table and immediately notices the bra. She stares at it for a moment before turning to look at you. She’s clearly confused, but doesn’t mention it.

“Hey, I was just wondering if you could give us your honest opinion on my girlfriend’s hair? Do you think it looks good in a ponytail? Go ahead, show her Kaitlyn!” you tell her devilishly.

Kaitlyn is utterly embarrassed and keeps her eyes shielded from view, but immediately does what you suggest. She turns her head away from the waitress and presents her hair just like she did for you. You watch for the waitresses reaction and you see her eyes widen as she locks on to the hair “tie”. She thinks about what to say for a short second.

“Umm… I think it looks great!” she says with a mix of shock and genuine opinion.

“Thanks, that’s all I needed!” you tell her as a dismissal.

The waitress walks away. Kaitlyn slowly uncovers her eyes and looks at you. She cannot believe what you just made her do, but she can’t hide the enjoyment on her face. She bites her lip and then mouths the word “fuck” as her eyes roll back in her head.

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You and Kaitlyn finish your meal with her bra still laying openly on the table. She makes no move to hide it and doesn’t request that you let her. Her comfort has grown tremendously with the idea, perhaps exaggerated a slight bit from her level of arousal, but still mostly true.

After paying, you and Kaitlyn stand up to head out of the restaurant. Kaitlyn grabs her bra from the table and holds it in her hand without being instructed. She even holds it by one of the cups, rather than balling it up in her hand as much as she can. This makes it crazily noticeable and is enough to turn heads as you both walk out of the restaurant.

Once back in the car, you fill Kaitlyn in on the conversation you overheard from the group Abby was with when you first arrived at the restaurant. As you’re detailing it, you notice Kaitlyn’s hand reaching up her dress in her crotch. Finishing filling her in, you flick your eyes from hers to her hand and back, letting her know you see what she’s doing.

“I can’t help it! I’m so unbelievably turned on right now. I had to hold back from doing it in the booth! Being a slut in public and showing off my body in public is really starting to turn me on. I’m still so nervous about it all, but having you there to guide me through it and be by my side while I act like a slut… It makes me want to do more!” she exclaims.

Progress, progress, progress. She’s really starting to have the mindset of a slut. Being a slut is starting to fuel her, making her want to do more and more. You don’t think there’s any going back now. Kaitlyn will always be at least this level of a slut. The thought of that drives you wild.

“Let’s do more then. We’ll meet with Abby and Ty and see what they have to say about it,” you remind Kaitlyn of her agreement of letting you message Abby.

Pulling out your phone and entering the number Abby gave you, you type out a text.

“Hey, its Nick and Kaitlyn. The guy and his slut you met at the restaurant tonight,” the text reads.