A Pleasurable Dinner

'Would you like me to suck your cock while you eat your dinner, sir?' Elle asks when she returns with a full, steaming hot plate of Spaghetti Carbonara. You don't have to think long about that; your erection is screaming to be pleasured again. The feeling is kind of addictive.

'Please, Elle, I would love that,' you answer, not believing your luck. 'Are you as good at fellatio as your mouth suggests?'

'Well, everyone always tells me I'm good,' she answers while unceremoniously getting down on her knees. 'But why don't I let you be the judge of that? Enjoy your meal, sir.'

And with that, she climbs underneath the table and you feel a hand feeling up your shaft. It's already hard at the thought, and her touch is only making you ready to burst. Within a few swift motions, she sets it free and lets you into her mouth. Her hands softly caress your balls and jerk your shaft as she slowly engulfs you. Groaning with pleasure, you try to stay in control and not blow your load instantly. So, as a way of distraction, you take a sip of beer and start eating your steaming hot food.

It's absolutely delicious, and you enjoy it immensely, all the while having one of the most pleasurable experiences of your life. You can hear Elle moaning too, seemingly finding your thick meat delicious to taste. You give Super a smirk, who's still sitting calmly across from you, trying to communicate to him how enjoyable you find this. It's perhaps a little weird, but you already feel a bit of a connection with him while you know he won't ever really judge you. He nods back, seemingly pleased.

Once you finished your plate, you take another sip of beer and sit back. Elle has upped the pace, and is basically fucking her own mouth with your cock. It feels wonderful, and not long after you fill her throat with your delicious baby batter. She swallows everything eagerly, and licks the rest from your shaft with nothing but appreciation for your seed. You can tell why she's a pro.

Afterwards, she puts your cock back in your pants and climbs out from under the table. She looks at you pleased, expecting some praise.

'That was fantastic, Elle,' you tell her. 'I would love to sample more of your body, but unfortunately I have other engagements tonight. Would you be so kind as to leave me your number so we can meet up again in future? Or maybe you'll let me know your schedule for working here?'

She smiled gratefully. 'Of course I can leave you my number, sir. Your cock is amazing, and I would love to have a real go at it if you won't mind. Got your phone ready?' She proceeds to give you her number, and you ask for the check, which she promptly goes to acquire.

After you pay, you sit for a little while drinking the rest of your beer. You still haven't seen Sam, and wonder if she even works here in the first place. Maybe Super was incorrect. We can't all be infallible after all...

'SHE'S HERE,' Super tells you after you inquire if he's sure. 'SHE'S SERVICING A CUSTOMER UNDER THE TABLE, THERE.' He points to a table nearby, but all you can see are some shoes underneath. No way to be sure until after she's finished.