The
Ice Cream Van
One of Jon’s company’s customers
runs an ice cream sales business. He has a few vans and has a concession at a
number of big events around the area. Jon volunteered me and Bridie to help him
when he was desperate for staff.
The day of our first ‘volunteer’
work came and Jon drove us to this country fair thing. He introduced us to Pete
then left us for the day. Pete showed us how everything worked, let us practice
filling the cones a couple of times, gave us each a white coat and then told us
that he’d be back to check-up on us in a couple of hours.
We were both in the back of the van
and Bridie looked at me and said, “Well, I guess we’d better get ready for
our hard day’s work.” With that she whipped of her dress and stood there in
just her shoes. I’ve never been out done by Bridie before and this wasn’t
going to be the first time so off came my dress as well.
We picked up the white coats and
looked at them. They were big, and short. We decided that they were designed as
jackets for large men. Bridie took the smaller of the two and I had the other
one. They both had four buttons down the front, but two of the ones on mine were
missing. We looked stupid, but ‘what the hell’, we were only selling ice
cream.
We got ourselves organised then
realised what was a bit odd about the setup. The floor inside the van was high
up, but the counter that the customers would be using was at the customer’s
chest height. My knees were just at the counter height. Each time I wanted to
pick-up or put something down on the counter I would have to bend over. The
white coat was baggy and only came to mid thigh one me, and with two of the
buttons being missing, I soon realised that I had to be careful sometimes, and
careless others.
The first customer eventually arrived
and I nervously filled a cone for his little kid. As I bent over to give the
kids father the cone and pick-up the money I felt the bottom of the coat open a
bit, and the top fall away from my breasts. I knew that the man would have a
good view, but he just didn’t look.
As we were waiting for the next
customer we talked about how unobservant people are. Bridie decided that we
would keep a tally of how many men and how many women would see what we were
showing. By the middle of the afternoon Bridie had worked out that about 90
percent of men, and about 98 percent of women just didn’t look.
We took it in turns to serve and to
tease (when we thought that we were being looked at). There was one youth that
obviously had noticed because he came back 3 times. The first 2 times Bridie was
serving, but the 3rd time I was. Bridie thought that it would be a
good idea to grab hold of the back of my white coat and pull it so that the
inverted ‘V’ at the front, bottom went all the way up to my waist. The poor
youth had real problems concentrating on what he was supposed to be doing.
Pete eventually came to check up on
us and as he climbed into the van he said, “When I told you that you’d need
to wear the white coats I expected you to put them on over your own clothes, not
wear only the white coats.” After making sure that we were okay he left us to
get on with it.
I was right in the middle of serving
a whole row of customers when I looked up and saw that my next customer was Jon.
He smiled at me then bought one of those tubular iced lollies. When I gave him
his change he came round the back of the van and climbed in. A couple of
customers later, and right in the middle serving a middle-aged woman, I felt the
back of my white coat being lifter a little. The next thing that I knew was that
Jon was pushing the iced lolly into my already very wet pussy. A couple of
customer later, and different favoured juices running down the inside of my
thighs, Jon pulled what was left of the lolly out of me and replacing it with
one of my remote controlled vibes (not switched on).
Jon left shortly after that, and I
thought that nothing more would happen until it was time to pack-up for the day.
I should have known better. About an hour later, and right in the middle of
serving a rather dishy man, the vibe started. I gasped and squeezed my legs
together. The man looked rather puzzled then asked me if I was okay. I though
about telling him what was going on, but had second thoughts.
Jon switched the vibe on and off a
few times whilst I was serving, but stopped when Bridie took over. Again I
thought nothing more would happen, but a short while later Jon came back and
asked me for the vibe. I had to hide behind a big box of cones while I retrieved
it. He then put it in Bridie’s pussy while she was serving someone. Bridie was
a bit embarrassed and went red, but that was nothing compared with her reaction
to Jon switching it on and off whilst she was serving people. Poor Bridie had
never experienced anything like it and afterwards she confessed that she’d cum
3 times.
What a day, I do hope that Jon
volunteers our services again.
Love,
V