We were all pretty much starving by the time food arrived. All four of us sat around lazily in varying states of undress, just chilling and stuffing ourselves.

Trinity remained the most modest of us, though given how soaked and clingy her panties were by now, she might actually have been just as well off without them. I didn't mention that, though. Just enjoyed the effect. Luckily I was sated enough by now that I only sometimes fantasized about ripping her panties off and tasting that sweet little snatch.

After eating, Trinity decided she probably had to go home, which was fair. I walked her to the door, still bottomless...