The food arrives

The waiter’s face was bright red when he returned with Lauren and Emily’s meals noticing that now there were two naked women. He didn’t really know what to do, so he just served them as fast as possible, and then almost ran away.

Emily and Lauren laughed at the waiter’s reaction who clearly was a young man probably new to the job spending his first night serving two naked women. Emily definitely felt more comfortable now that Lauren was naked alongside her. She bit her bottom lip as Lauren kissed her again.

She shyly placed a hand on Lauren’s thigh making Lauren raise her eyebrow. “Later,” she whispered. “Let’s eat.”

Lauren fed Emily a bite of her chicken, and then Emily fed Lauren some of her steak. “Wow, the food is really good,” Lauren said. “I can’t wait for dessert.”

Emily blushed and giggled a little. “Maybe we can find some privacy later,” she whispered.

“Why bother with privacy?” Lauren teased.

Emily’s eyes widened, unsure if Lauren was joking. Lauren wasn’t exactly sure if she was joking either. Emily looked down and smiled a little.

“Someone’s happier now,” Lauren commented and kissed Emily’s forehead.

“It definitely makes it easier not being the only one naked now,” Emily said. “Thank you, Lauren. You really didn’t have to do that.”

“Yeah, well we might want to hurry otherwise I’m going to drip all over these seats. And I don’t think the manager will appreciate that,” Lauren said.

Emily giggled. “Maybe not, but maybe it would teach my mom for forcing me to come to this nice restaurant naked.”

“I told you it wouldn’t be so bad,” Lauren said.

“This isn’t what I imagined when I offered to catch up,” Emily said.

The two continued to eat their food.

“So what have you been up to exactly?” Lauren asked. “I take it you’re still living with your mom.”

“Yeah,” Emily said. “I’ve been working on a Nursing major. I want to be a doctor. Have so many science courses.”

“Is anatomy one?” Lauren asked.

Emily almost spit out her wine, but managed to swallow. “As a matter of fact, it is, you perv.”

“It was a genuine question,” Lauren said.

“Sure,” Emily said rolling her eyes. “So what are you doing?”

“Figuring that out,” Lauren said. “I mainly went to college for the parties and such. I’m currently majoring in Art, thinking of focusing on photography.”

“What kind of photography?” Emily asked.

“Now who’s the pervert?” Lauren said, raising an eyebrow.

“It’s a genuine question,” Emily said, biting back a smile.

“Sure,” Lauren said. “I guess I don’t know. I mean I guess I’d be down for a variety. I think I really enjoy portraits. But you know maybe I could think about going more... adult.”

Emily said. “Could I be your muse?”

“Why not?” Lauren said. “I’m sure you’d make a great model.”

“Oh please,” Emily said, blushing.

“I mean it, Emily,” Lauren said. “In fact... I have a question if you don’t mind?”

“Shoot,” Emily said.

“Would you be my girlfriend?” Lauren asked.

Emily’s eyes widened.