A couple we’d never seen before went straight for the back corner in the dark “closed” area, and started making out in a round booth that was the VIP booth on busy nights. Me and the other waitress took turns walking all the way to the other side to see if they wanted to order, but they acted like we were interrupting their makeout session, so we slowed down our trips.

A little while later, one of started to make the trip again, but returned to the open area after noticing they were about to “engage”!

We enjoyed eating the ice there because it was soft, so we always had ice handy during slower times, so one of us chunked ice across the room at the couple. I swear I can’t remember which one of us did it first, but after the shocked giggles, the other one chunked some ice too.

At first, nobody else there knew what we were doing, because we tried to cover our throwing motions. But because we were giggling so much, some looked over and caught us.

It didn’t take very long before all the other customers in there were chunking tiny soft ice pieces at the couple. Not all hit them because it was such a long distance, but I bet at least 1 in 4 hit them. They’d look around a little at first, then all of us would look away…la la la.

Eventually the bartender ratted us out to the manager who had finally come out from the office. He chewed both of us out quietly for a few minutes — we were still on the floor, but the customers kept chunking ice while we explained how the woman’s top was up and we actually saw her boob a few times, and he was working on her lower parts when we started throwing the ice.

With all the customers laughing because they were still taking turns chunking ice, the manager finally started laughing himself. So that was the end of our chewing out, because it’s hard to chew someone out when you’re laughing.

The customers really were into chunking ice by that time, and no longer took turns. It was like a minor hail storm by the time the public nookie couple left. Everyone cheered, bought each other drinks, and it was one of our better nights in drink sales for slow nights. Ah camaraderie against pervs LOL

We have a very forested park in our county, which attracts het and gay couples alike, and it has been getting a lot of attention from authorities lately because of the used condoms left behind–and, unfortunately, the occasional hypodermic syringe and other such paraphenalia–not good things to be lying around in the grass where families picnic with small children and pets.

Of course, the conservative newspapers target the gay couples in these instances, claiming they are destroying everyone’s freedom to enjoy the park–while the paper doesn’t bother to lay any blame on the het couples at all.

Dee