He gets his finger ready.

"What? Go for what?" Julia watched them share a look. Then without warning, Jake reached over the small counter and with his left hand grabbed Julia by the hip and carefully inserted his right hand index finger inside her pussy.

"I! Oh! NO! I!" Julia stammered. But then faltered. Jake took his left hand away and began sliding his right hand finger back and forth inside of Julia. Julia couldn't help but let out a moan.

"WHAT!? IS!? THIS!?" Julia jumped and knocked Jakes hand away. Her boss was standing beside her once again.

"I will not tolerate such lewd behavior in this establishment! And I see you've lost more of your uniform too! According to the rules you must-"

"What? What do the rules say about this? Doesn't it say the customer may order whatever they like?"

"Well- yes."

"And it says we must serve them since, the customer is always right."

"Ok. But-"

"So, if the customer asks of my service to massage his finger I should do so indeed." At this last statement, Julia grabbed Jakes hand and pushed his index finger back inside of her. After a moment she looked up to give her boss a glare straight in the eye. There was silence in the room except for the sound of Jakes finger squelching back and forth inside Julia's vagina. She maintained eye contact with her boss for a few moments, then couldn't help it. She shook and covered her mouth with her hand to hold back her moans. She still tried keeping eye contact with her boss.

"Eugh! Gross! You win!" This last bit was too much for Julia's boss and he stormed back into his office in a fury.

Julia bent down, and put her hands on the counter for support. She no longer tried to maintain a strong upright posture and allowed herself to moan and groan. Julia began speaking while Jake continued his onslaught between her legs.

"Ok...You c-can stop nnnn-now...I proved-hmmm. Proved mmmy-ugh, point." The last word was more of a high pitched squeak.

"Sorry, you said I can have it my way. And I want to continue." said Jake. Melanie let out a little laugh at this.

"Ok...G-goood...I didn't wa-ant you t-t, eugh, to stahah-stop anyway." Julia bit her lip as she felt herself coming very close to orgasm. She realized her hips were now thrusting along with his finger, the two in syncronization with each others rhythm. Julia looked up into his eyes. He was smiling, and took this as invitation to increase his speed and pressure. Julia was glad he did, she wanted to finish soon before more customers entered. Melanie, wanting to participate and not feel leftout, used her scissors to cut what was left of Julias crop top shirt in half. Julias breasts burst forth and were now completely in the open for everyone to see. Her shirt was now just a piece of fabric that went from one short sleeve on the shoulder, to the other shoulder. Further embarrassed by her exposure, Julia felt herself on the verge of orgasming all over the counter. Jake persisted with his finger ****, in-out-in-out-in-out. Julia then felt like there was another presence watching her, so she turned her head to see her boss staring at her from a distance. This last bit of information pushed her past her limit. Julia bent back and let out a loud moan filling the small establishment, she felt her vagina spasm and her orgasm rushed through her and all over the counter. When she was done, she stood leaning on the counter panting.

"Well, this was fun. But we should be off. Jake has an appointment to get to." Melanie told Julia, who was still panting and heaving from her orgasm.

"Ah...Well...This was fun. Thanks. Nice to meet you...Jake. Phew."

"Actually, since Jake will be busy, how about you and I hang out a bit when you get off of your shift? It'll be fun."

"Sure! Sounds great. I'll just need to get dressed first." Julias "outfit" now only consisted of her 6" heels, her blue visor, and her sleeves which connected across her back. Her breasts and everything else were completely on show.

With one last look, and a wave goodbye, Melanie and Jake left the building. Julia was now all alone.