Jon sat in Taco Bell eating his Locos Taco and drinking his beloved Baja Blast. Occasionally, Jon held the cold ice filled beverage cup to his eye to soothe the black eye Karyn had given him a couple hours ago. Jon figured he'd give his friend some time to calm down and maybe "take care of some personal business" at least once before he texted her.
As Jon drank his slightly minty sugary sweet beverage he noted that his Baja Blast Mountain Dew tasted funny. Sometimes, when the syrup cylinder is low the soda gets a watered down and slightly bitter taste, but this wasn't like that. The syrupy goodness was as sweet as ever, but it wasn't the familiar taste he was used to. It was still good, just different.
The other thing that was different was that there was a thin wall separating the Pop-Mexican Art decorated restaurant into two sections. One section was labeled "family" the other was labeled "adults." Sitting in the adult section Jon could see WHY it was labeled adult as several women were busy pleasuring themselves nearby. A rather attractive blonde women was sitting in a booth across the row from Jon. She looked to be college age and was holding a taco with her right hand while she had her left hand buried in her elastic banded sweatpants making circular motions as she frigged her own clit. She had seen Jon watching her and she actually smiled at his attention. Jon smiled back as he continued to watch her until she moaned and arched her back in blissful orgasm.
In the middle of the walled off section. two tables down a redheaded young woman had her pants off entirely and had an egg shaped vibrator moving back and forth over her red pubic hair covered cleft. An older thirty something woman was with her husband in the back row furiously fingering her wet vagina as her husband watched intently. Jon could see she was VERY wet, in fact her copious oozing female juices of arousal were puddling on the yellow plastic bench below her. The woman was lost in lust and had her eyes closed but the husband quickly noticed Jon had looked in their direction. Instead of being mad he made a motion with his hand indicating he wanted Jon to come in for a closer look at his wife's overly moist masturbating.
The whole section already clearly smelled of wet pussy, and as Jon got closer the pungent feminine smell only got stronger. Jon thought for a minute maybe THAT was why his favorite soda seemed like it had an off taste to it....
