The Date, Part Five
Part Five
Hallie gasped.
The sharp inhale was louder than any playful or sexual noise she had ever made. Those ones were controlled, but this was a pure guttural reaction to the icy water washing over her body.
It. Was. Everywhere.
Liv had fallen in such a way that the whole pitcher cascaded over Hallie’s chest, though Liv’s attempts to pull the waterfall away ensured that Hallie’s stomach and skirt-covered thighs got plenty wet as well. Hallie felt her bra cling to her boobs as the freezing water soaked through sweater and bra alike, but the effect of gravity made the next part even worse. The full pitcher’s worth of water ran down her stomach straight to her crotch and, because she was seated for the ‘accident,’ pooled underneath her ass and soaked her underwear and the lower backside of her skirt too. Most of the ice cubes caught on the lip of the pitcher at first, before all dropping at once onto the skirt as Liv pulled it away from Hallie’s chest.
For a moment, Hallie was too shocked to speak. She shivered from the cold and stared down in horror at her ruined outfit. This was not happening to her!
“Oh my God!” Liv exclaimed. She quickly set the pitcher down, covering her mouth as she stared at Hallie’s predicament. “Oh my God, oh my God, I’m so sorry!” She grabbed Jake’s used cloth napkin that sat crumpled next to his plate, as there weren’t any paper napkins around like one might have available at a diner, and offered it to Hallie. “Here, take this. I’ll run and get more!”
“NO!” Hallie snapped. Breaking out of her momentary shock, she slapped Liv’s hand and the napkin in it away. Springing up from the seat, Hallie cringed as all the cubes both above and below her skirt freed themselves from her crotch and clacked to the floor. If anyone hadn’t noticed the scene before, the clacking on the hard wood floors drew even more attention to her. “You’ve done quite enough, Liv! Jake, wait here. I’ll be right back.”
She stormed away, ignoring Liv’s voice calling after her. Now that she was on the move, the wet underwear rubbing against her lower region was infinitely worse than the now soaked sweater, but Hallie refused to break her stride. Everyone nearby was staring, but she didn’t care. Crossing the back section of the upscale restaurant, Hallie burst into Tara’s office.
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The first part of the night had been fun, but LONG.
Early on, the best part of the night had been Hallie spitting out her first bite of food. It was such an amusing contrast to Hallie’s normal ‘perfect’ presentation of herself. Tara stifled a snort in the private office, then let herself fully grin when she realized no one was around to witness her reaction.
She was eternally grateful that Hallie ordered the chicken parmesan. Tara knew her friend pretty well, but not that well. She had actually ordered up five different dishes to be cooked earlier, and had placed all five in the freezer. Thank God, one of her guesses was actually right. Otherwise, she and Liv would have had to skip that minor (but fun) step of the plan.
So far, so good. Everything she had planned was working flawlessly so far. Tara had been a little nervous that Liv wouldn’t have the level-headedness to stay nonchalant through the whole thing, but the girl was a talented waitress through and through. If Liv could keep a friendly smile towards loud, entitled men three times her age, it made sense that she could act natural around Hallie despite the terrible service given. It’s not that Tara doubted her. She just had butterflies in general.
After the cold food, however, things slowed down considerably. As directed, Liv didn’t put in Hallie’s replacement order until thirty minutes after she said she would. The busy Valentine’s evening ensured that nearly another half hour passed before Hallie got her meal. In the meantime, Tara just had to twiddle her thumbs.
She hoped the insanely spicy meal would result in another unladylike moment, but no dice. Hallie managed to keep her cool, so to speak, and forced down the whole meal. Tara’s office was too far away to see the blush or the hint of eye water in the dim room, so she just had to imagine Hallie suffering for the sake of a good date and a proper demeanor.
And then it was time for the cold water.
Tara watched with great anticipation as Liv approached the table, and then witnessed the most catastrophic and amazing fall she had ever seen. Hallie’s shocked expression made Tara laugh out loud, as did the visual of her expensive outfit getting soaked. It took everything she had to collect her composure as her ‘friend’ approached her office. Just to really sell her obliviousness to the situation, Tara quickly grabbed the nearest binder and flipped it open to a random page, partially facing away from her cracked door.
Liv had played her part perfectly. Now it was Tara’s turn.