Encounter at Denny’s

Chapter 1

This sounds like something out of a porn movie, but it really happened.
I’d stopped at the local Denny’s restaurant for dinner the other evening after work. I was just sitting there, reading the paper and drinking my iced tea, when a family walked in and took the booth next to me.
I glanced up — I’m kind of like a bird with a shiny object when it comes to reacting to movement in my field of visions — and wasn’t terribly excited by what I saw at first. In came mom, kind of dumpy, followed by a second adult woman. Then, a slightly chubby but still cute younger blond girl stepped through my field of vision.
Then, my eyes almost popped out of my head as in walked one of the most perfect teen bodies I’ve ever seen. Wearing a tiny pair of tan shorts — just loose enough yet tight enough to outline the shape of a potentially amazing ass without looking painted on — and a tan, spaghetti strap shirt, the slender brunette sauntered in. She paused as the blond slid into the booth ahead of her.
Trying not to stare too obviously, I found myself wondering if she was wearing panties. I could see the straps of her bra on her shoulders, but the waistband of her shorts began just below the top of the crack of that amazing, teenage ass and there wasn’t any indication of underwear showing. I remember thinking, if she was wearing panties, they must be extremely tiny.
The waiter came and got their order. Mom and the second, older woman got up to go to the john. Apparently, I hadn’t been as surreptitious with my viewing of the girls because, as soon as the adults were gone, she turned to me and smiled, showing braces on her teeth.
“Did you get a good enough look at my butt?” she asked, grinning.
My head about exploded as I started looking for ways to quickly exit the restaurant.