I was finally going out on a date with Cassie, and I couldn't be happier. We'd been colleagues for many months, both working in the same company; her in Marketing on the third floor and me in Logistics on the fifth. We'd first met in the foyer and then occasionally in the elevator, either first thing in the morning or at the end of the working day.

Cassie looked to be a few years younger than me and was amazingly cute. She had brown hair, blue eyes and was usually dressed in a smart trouser suit that did little to hide her generous figure. I was smitten at first sight and wanted to ask her out. At home I would try to think of suitable chat up lines, but my brain would turn to mush when I actually saw her; all I could do was smile or nod politely towards her. In the end it was she who broached the subject.

"Fancy going out for a coffee together?" she'd asked.

"Absolutely yes," I responded "I'm Jack by the way."

"I know" Cassie stated with a smile.

And so, we were on. We swapped mobile numbers and Cassie agreed to message me later with the time and location for the date. That evening I got a text from her proposing we head out to a little-known cafe she knew straight after work tomorrow.

* * *

The following morning after stepping out of the shower, I made sure to shave before getting dressed. I wanted to look my best for the date but also had to be comfortable for my day at work. In the end I choose to go with my usual work clothing of chinos and a pastel shirt but also packed a tie and dress shirt in my case so I could change into something smarter later on.

I was slightly disappointed not to see Cassie as I got off at my usual stop and made my way towards the office building. Again, I didn't spot her in the foyer or when I got into the elevator, so I resigned himself to having to wait until after work, which was a bit depressing.

The morning dragged on and on. I kept looking up from my work but the hands on the wall clock barely seemed to have moved. Eventually I threw myself into a particularly difficult task for distraction and it worked. By the time I'd finished all the planning and checking not only had the morning passed but I'd almost missed lunch as well.

I grabbed a pre-packaged tuna mayo sandwich from the canteen and took it back to my desk to eat. Taking out my phone I noticed I had a missed call and message from Cassie, checking I was relieved to see it was just a confirmation that she was still on for the date today. Luckily the afternoon flew by and after deciding not to go with the tie, I changed shirt in the rest room and headed out to the courtyard in front of the building to find Cassie.

"Here Jack!" someone called out.

Turning round I spotted Cassie waving enthusiastically at me. I hadn't noticed her initially because she looked different with her hair up and wearing a flowery dress unlike her usual office attire. I was pretty glad I'd decide to also dress up a little as I walked over to her grinning. She took my hand and began to lead me off.

"Where exactly are we going?" I questioned.

"It's a surprise" she replied.

Cassie led me about a quarter mile away from the office and way off the beaten track. We walked through alleyways and narrow streets until we reached a small innocent looking establishment that was sandwiched between a tattooist and a vape shop. The painted sign above the window proclaimed it as the "Pie Face Cafe". I wasn't quite sure what to make of the name.

Stepping inside I was surprised to see all the bright red and white decor. I was even more surprised when the waitress approached. Surprised not just because she was incredibly beautiful but also that she was wearing a sexy french maids costume with plunging neckline and so short it barely covered her panties; assuming she was even wearing any. I couldn't help but stare at her despite the presence of Cassie beside me.

"Table for two?" the waitress enquired.

"Err, y-yes" I stammered.

As the waitress lead us towards the back of the cafe, I noticed Cassie smirking at me from out of the corner of my eye. I turned to face her, but her expression changed into more of a warning glare, so I hastily looked away, being very careful to also avert my gaze from the swaying hips of our guide.

The booth we were assigned was very private which was nice although there didn't seem to be any other customers around. As it had fixed bench seating, I couldn't do the gentlemanly thing and pull out a chair for Cassie, but I did wait for her to sit down before taking the seat opposite. The waitress handed us each a menu and waited around for us to order. I quickly scanned the menu looking for something light to eat as I wasn't especially hungry and also thought picking a healthy option might impress my date.

"I'll have a chai latte and the salmon salad" I announced.

"And I'll go with the chocolate cream pie special" Cassie followed.

I was rather surprised by Cassie's choice but to be honest I wished I thought of it as I'd always had a bit of a sweet tooth. I considered changing my order to match but by the time I looked up for the waitress she'd already disappeared.

"Do you come here often?" I queried Cassie.

"No this is my first time. A friend recommended it" she explained.

Our smalltalk was interrupted by the return of our waitress. I had expected her to have brought my drink but instead she was carrying a chocolate pie in a pastry case and topped with fresh cream. It looked absolutely delicious, and I really hoped that I would get a taste. But I was somewhat confused that she hadn't also brought a cake slice to cut a piece, a plate to serve it on or anything for Cassie to actually eat it with.

I was even more surprised when the waitress leaned forward over the table, and I found myself just inches away from her impressive chest. I couldn't help but gaze down her dress and it wasn't until I heard someone tutting that I realised what I was doing. I quickly glanced up to see both Cassie and the waitress observing me.

"I'm so sorry" I hastily apologised.

Cassie and the waitress looked briefly at one another, and I noticed my date give a slight nod. Then they both turned back towards me and whilst Cassie looked on, the waitress smashed the pie she was holding into my face.

I was shocked as the heavy pie impacted my face. I couldn't believe what had just happened and sat there in stunned silence as the pie slowly slide down my face and flopped onto the table. I then heard to peel of laughter and after first wiping the pie filling from out of my eyes, looked up to see Cassie giggling at me whilst the waitress looked on stoically.

"What the hell!" I exclaimed.

"Didn't you know about our specials?" the waitress asked.

"Sorry, I must have forgotten to tell him" Cassie stated.

The waitress gave Cassie a quick grin before walking back towards the kitchen. I took the opportunity to grab a napkin and try to clear the chocolate coating my face with I suspect little success based upon Cassie's amused expression. Finally, I gave up and glared at Cassie, waiting for an explanation.

"This place is setup to test potential boyfriends," she started. "The waitresses are paid to tease the male customers and those that get distracted by them rather than paying attention to their date are summarily punished."

"By punished, do you mean more pies?" I questioned.

As if in response, the waitress reappeared wheeling in a silver trolley laden with half a dozen creamy desserts which she positioned beside us before heading back to the kitchen. She then returned moments later carrying our food and drinks. She placed a salad down before me and a similar looking dish in front of Cassie, she then gave me my coffee and Cassie a glass of soda.

"Thank you" I automatically responded.

I realised that Cassie must have prebooked her order before arriving, either that or she was a regular here and the waitress knew her order off by heart. Either way it was clear that I had been played by my date and the only question was whether I should stay, and potential suffer further "punishments" or walk out in an attempt to retain what little dignity I had remaining.

Cassie must have noticed my indecision as she flashed me a dazzling smile. She then reached over and wiped a bit of chocolate off my nose with her finder before popping it into her mouth. She then seductively licked her lips before picking up her cutlery and tucking into the salad.

"You really should try this" she encouraged.

With more than a little trepidation I decide to stay at least for now and started in on my salmon. I must admit it was very tasty even if I was somewhat distracted by the waitress hovering nearby with more pies at hand and also by the occasional bit of pie which would fall from my face into the salad. Although the addition of the chocolate kind of worked with the dish.

"So, what do you think of the food?" Cassie asked.

"It's really good but I'm not sure about the desserts" I joked.

"Maybe you just need to try another favour" she teased.

The waitress picked up a banana cream pie and stepped up to the table as we finished our salads. I tried to keep my focus on Cassie so as not to provoke another pieing. But couldn't help but get distracted when our waitress turned around, bent over with her short skirt riding up and exposed her white silk panties to us, or rather to me.

I knew what was coming next but was taken aback by the suddenness of it as the waitress straightened up and spun around to deliver the pie into my face. And this she took the opportunity to really grind the dessert into my face before letting go.

"Would sir or madam like anything else?" I heard the waitress ask.

Luckily this time I was able to open my eyes without having to first wipe my face clean. However, my mouth had been open at the time so had a mouthful of banana cream which I had to quickly chew and swallow before I could answer. In doing so I failed to pay attention to how Cassie had replied to the question.

"And you sir?" the waitress said.

Automatically I glanced over at the waitress in response only to be caught out yet again as she lifted up her dress to reveal a small notepad and pen tucked into a garter around her mid-thigh. She stared at me cooly as she withdrew the two items from the lacy band before straightening her dress. She then wrote something down on the pad before putting them down on the table. Next, she grabbed a pair of what appeared to be fruit tarts from off the nearby trolley and after first getting silent consent from Cassie proceeded to sandwich my head with them.

At least this time I didn't need to clear my eyes, but I must admit to being somewhat deafened by the berries pressed in my ears. I stuck a finger in them to clear out the mess as I realised, I couldn't hear what Cassie was trying to say to me.

"I said, don't you want some dessert?" Cassie repeated.

"Perhaps a key lime pie in the face" I retorted.

I sat there resigned to my impending forfeit as the waitress picked up my chosen dessert and then surprisingly handed it to Cassie. My date took the pie she was offered and seemed to quiver for a second before locking eyes with me. Then I felt Cassie's bare foot touch my ankle and gently work its way further up my leg.

Cassie continues to stare at me as she played footsie under the table. I felt her foot begin to caress the back of my knee which I found to be a not unpleasant sensation. In fact, I was getting so turned on with what she was going under the table that I failed to pay attention to what was happening above it and was only shaken from my distraction when she thrust the key lime pie into my face.

She smushed the pie around with her hands and even stuffed some of the zesty filling up my nose which meant I'd probably be smelling it for the next few days.

"I thought it was the waitress' job to tease and punish me" I raised.

"Should I stop then?" Cassie asked, resting her bare foot on my thigh.

"No" I answered.

Cassie grinned as she resumed her playful activities with her foot getting ever closer to my crotch. Meanwhile the waitressed grabbed the penultimate item off the trolley which happened to be a family-sized bowl of trifle. She stepped over to me with the dessert and looked questioningly at me.

I gave the waitress a smile and nod of acceptance as she lifted the bowl above my head and quickly upturned it and deposited the trifle on my head. By this point I'd completely accept by fate as I felt the smooth slippery cream, custard and jelly flow down my head and on to my shoulders. Whilst this was happening Cassie was stroking her feet over my groin, but this stopped when the waitress lifted the bowl away and some of the trifle began to run down my shirt and pool in my lap.

"Why'd you stop?" I asked disappointedly.

"I didn't want to get my foot messy" she replied with a smirk.

The waitress burst out in laughter at the double meaning of Cassie's words, especially as the bulge in my trousers was quite obvious despite the recent accumulation of dessert on top of it. I should have been embarrassed but I as I'd already lost any dignity, I ever had I just glared at my date as she joined in the laughter at my expense.

"That's unfair," I stated "how'd you like it if that happened to you?"

And with that I slipped off my shoe off and began to brush the underside of Cassie's calf with my foot. She was taken aback by my actions but responded favourably especially as my foot made its way higher up her leg. She began to squirm in her seat and quietly groan as I reached her thigh and continued touching her most intimate of areas.

"Remind me what the waitress' role is?" I said.

"Uh?" she responded confused.

Although my date might not have been playing sufficient attention to our surroundings I had. I'd seen the waitress slip the final dessert from the trolley and hold it in readiness so wasn't surprised when it had an appearance but was relieved that for once it wasn't destined for me as the waitress thrust it into Cassie's astonished face.

My date just sat there for a moment or two in stunned silence as I laughed out loud at her quite literally having received her just desserts. The waitress also had an amused look upon her face, and we shared a smile at Cassie's reversal of fortune.

"Fair played" Cassie finally declared.

The waitress then handed us both a small damp cloth. Cassie did a decent job of cleaning the cream from her face but of course with the multitude of hits, I wasn't so lucky. In the end I simply gave up as I realised no amount to wiping with a simple clothe was going to help and I could look forward to some amused stares once we got outside.

And with that we both got up out of our seats. Cassie pulled out her credit card and paid for the both of us which I hadn't expected. After confirming the payment, she took me by the hand and gave it a squeeze before starting to lead me out. I noticed there were still no other customers which now I knew the nature of the cafe wasn't too surprising.

"My place is nearby" she murmured.

"Wait a moment" I said as we reached the door.

Turning around I quickly glanced around at the display shelves behind the counter before settling on what we needed. I then pulled out a twenty from my wallet and handed it over to the waitress who had followed us to the front of the establishment.

"We'll take a couple of cream pies to go," I said "and keep the change."

The End.