Dinner with Mike and his partners

The restaurant was a fancy place, but one that tolerated the… eccentric outfit which Karen wore. The waiter failed to remain fully professional and spent too much time staring at the woman’s exposed breasts. When she was passing him she stopped and whispered in his ear:

“If we’re satisfied with the service you’ll get to touch them as a part of the tip.”

The man’s gulp was audible enough for Mike to hear. With a seductive smile on her face Karen left the dumbfounded waiter and together with Mike they walked away to join his partners.

“What did you tell him?” the client asked.

“That I’m a generous tipper,” she didn’t say anything more.

Finally they reached their table.

“Good afternoon, gentlemen,” the woman was the first to speak.

The two men stood up and for a moment remained speechless.

“Gentlemen, meet Karen,” Mike began the introduction, “she represents our most important business partner and is here to take care of all our needs. Karen, meet Nigel and Owen.”

They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, the men had some trouble with maintaining eye contact; the manager was glad that she achieved the intended result. Apparently they have not been told whom exactly to expect.

Of course Karen’s exposed breasts set the tone for the meal and the conversation swiftly steered from business matters into more erotic regions. The behavior of Nigel and Owen suggested that, if there was any initial plan for the day, they had not been told all the details. That way Karen only had more fun, especially with the waiter being extra polite and attentive; the woman kept sending him smiles whenever he appeared. The company ate and drunk wine, their meals happened to be known as natural aphrodisiacs. Mike occasionally caressed Karen’s thigh, but he was subtle and no more touching was done. Yet the words can be equally arousing and it seemed that the conversation had a similar effect on all participants; wine played a significant role as well. Finally the meal was over, the bill would be added to the company’s expenses, but the men wanted to tip the waiter themselves. Each pulled out a bill, but it was Karen who collected them and volunteered to deliver them to the waiter.

“I’ll be right back,” she said as she stood up.

She could have waited for the waiter to return to their table, but wanted to keep her word. The three men watched as she swayed her hips as she was walking away.

There happened to be no waiters in the main hall, but Karen was not bothered by that and simply walked through the “Personnel only” door; their waiter was there. The manager nonchalantly put the money on the nearest shelf and approached the man.

“Ready to claim your tip?” she asked in a seductive voice.

The man first just nodded his head, then managed to respond.

“Y-yes.”

Karen did not say anything more, just pushed her ample chest forward. The waiter hesitated only for a split second before outstretching his arms and grabbing the large tempting breasts. At first his touch was gentle, but quickly he began to grope them more possessively.

Karen soon noticed that they had an audience, a cook and a waitress, but she just sent them a wink. Eventually she interrupted the groping.

“I think that should be enough,” she said in a polite voice.

“Y-yes,” the waiter reluctantly let her go, “th-thank you.”

“The pleasure is all mine.”

Karen left the room once again swaying her hips, she wondered how they would share the monetary part of the tip.

The manager returned to their table where Mike asked:

“Being generous took some time, huh?” he winked.

“What do you mean?” Nigel asked.

“I was explaining to the waiter that we really appreciated his exceptional service,” Karen answered with her customary smile.

“Of course,” Mike replied with a grin, “shall we go upstairs, ladies and gentlemen?”

Nigel and Owen still looked as if they were uncertain how far the meeting would take them. They tried to mimic Mike’s confidence, but were not exactly successful. It somewhat amused Karen, even though neither of the two men lacked masculinity, they simply looked pale when compared to their companion. Nigel and Owen nodded their heads in response to Mike’s question, Karen only offered the men a charming smile; all four of them finally went to their room. There were more people at the restaurant and they all stared at the manager’s breasts; she was fully aware of their gazes and they turned her on. The four passed some more people in the hotel and even had company in the elevator. But when the door to their room closed behind them they were alone.