Enjoy Your Meal

Just another uninteresting night at work. I feel like I'm just going through the motions.

Would you like to get started with a bottle of wine?
How is everything tonight?
Can I get you anything else?

I was lingering at the hosting station waiting for my next order to come up, when I saw you walk into the restaurant. Our eyes locked briefly, and you flashed me a dazzingly smile that nearly turned me into a puddle right there. You were with your wife and another couple, but none of that seemed to matter.

Naturally, I sat you in my section - handing you the wine list and passing menus all around. After doing the wine service and placing your orders, I couldn't resist walking by your table to catch another glimpse of your smile.

I'm sorry, sir, but there's a problem with your order. The chef would like to speak with you personally about it.

You excuse yourself from the table and follow me to the back of the restaurant. Instead of taking you to the kitchen, though, I lead you into a small storage room. Leaning up against the back wall, I flash you my most seductive smile.

No words are spoken.

I grab you by the tie and pull you into to me.
Kissing you hard.

You respond immediately by grabbing my tits and kissing me back.
Your hands begin roaming over my body, down to my hips.
My thighs.
You slide my short black skirt up over my hips, discovering my lack of panties.
You begin playing more between my thighs. Teasing me with your fingers. Kissing me hard. Nibbling my ears, my neck.

I'm wet.
I'm moaning deliciously.
I know we don't have much time.
I twist you around, pressing you back up against the wall.

Placing one finger to my lips, I  unbuckle your slacks, letting them fall to the floor.
Your cock is hard, throbbing, begging for my mouth.
I bend at my hips taking you slowing into my hot, wet mouth.

Meanwhile back at the table, the two wives are chattering along - oblivious to your long absense. Your fellow husband excuses himself to go find out what's taking so long. Somehow he finds us in the small storage room. As I'm sucking your cock, he silently comes up behind me.

Our time is really limited now, so he wastes no time in taking out his cock and slipping it into my dripping cunt. I moan loudly and take you deeper into my mouth as he thrusts in and out of me. I know you want a turn at my pussy, so I turn around. I lap up my juices from his cock as you pound into me.

I can tell you are both getting close, but I don't want you to come in my pussy.
I want to taste you both.
I motion for you to come in front of me.
I drop to my knees and take both cocks in my mouth.
I lap and lick and suck.

Both sets of hands are intwined in my short, red hair. You both are moaning with pleasure. When you can't take it any longer, you both shoot your loads into my mouth.

Two loads of semen swirl with my pussy juices, delighting my hungry tongue.

I stand up. Straightening my skirt and hair, I turn to blow you each a kiss and walk back out into the restaurant to check on my tables.

How are you enjoying your meal?