The other week we ate in a cafe that had this grand gold-and-crimson décor: plenty of candles, mirrors all around.
The ceiling was also mirrored. I had the pleasure of observing the top of Abel’s head (not something I see often, due to a substantial difference in height), or, if I threw my head right back, I could see –
– hang on. I could see down my cleavage.
Nearly falling off the chair, I threw a furtive glance around. Nobody else was gazing at the skies. I subtly pulled the neck of my shirt up a bit, and checked the ceiling mirror again to check the effect.
The was when I noticed that a girl at the next table, who was currently leaning over to chat to her friend, was showing a great view down the back of her jeans. I could see a lick of colour of her thong, and pale, smooth skin of her cheeks all the way down to the crest of her bottom.
I’m sad to report that she showed no traces of having been spanked. Because if she had, the marks would have been plainly visible in the ceiling mirror.
Perhaps, that’s exactly why it had been installed. Perhaps, a regular customer had sponsored the lavish décor on two conditions: that the room had a mirrored ceiling, and that a convenient seat be reserved for him, for whenever he felt like checking the behaviour of the local girls who came for their coffee and cake.
Next time we go, I’m wearing a long, high-neck top.
My dear, it doesn’t take a mirrored ceiling to leave much to our fellow guests’ imagination about your cleavage…
Don’t worry, Haron. I’m sure Abel would be more than willing to put his wonderful (read, evil) mind to good use and think of some creative (and evil!) ways to distract attention from your cleavage…
Oh Haron, what are you worrying about your visible cleavage for?! A young lady in your situation should make certain to wear tights or trousers – far more important!
Abel: What a glutton! A tits AND bum man then?
I find he’s an equal opportunities glutton, Rob.
Next time we go, I’m wearing a long, high-neck top.
Spoilsport 😉
Bet the owner’s kinky – inspired decor!
Next time we go, Martha, you will wear the lowest and most revealing top in your wardrobe.