How could he not grab them, right?

it was only minutes ago that John had shot a big load all over a strangers ass. He didn't think he really could have a go at her right now even if he wanted to. But still, those breasts mesmerized him... He took about 5 seconds before he finally managed to answer "Y.. Yes. A cup of coffee please. thanks" She scribbled something down on her notepad, put it away between her big breasts and walked off with a smile. She was not bad to look at from behind either, but nothing compared to those tits in this, lets call it waitress uniform, even though it looked like something straight out of a porn movie. When she came back, John would HAVE to have a go at those tits. at least grab them a bit if nothing else.

While she was making the rounds, checking the other tables and going off to get someone else orders from the counter inside the cafe, John took the time to look around a bit. Since he left the apartment he had been in a kind of trance-like state, not really taking in much other than pure excitement. There were a few people in the cafe, 4 other women., chatting to each other, doing, who knows what on their laptops, a normal cafe as he could have seen it before. Well except for the waitress. And, upon closer inspection, some of the customers were dressed rather provocatively as well. While two of the girls just wore normal casual clothes, one was sitting here in a bikini top and the fourth one wore such a deeply cut dress that.. well what a view! Turning and looking at the scene around him John watched as several people walked by. Some looked as if they were on their way to work, others just leisurely strolling along. But something seemed strange. He had no idea what it was...

As John pondered why this all felt off, the waitress returned with his coffee. A friendly smile on her lips she bent down to him to put the cup down at the table "Here you go Sir. Anything else I can..." The sight of her wonderful breasts hanging right there in front of him once again snapped John out of his thoughts "Yes!" he interrupted "you could stay right there, just like this for a moment." She did. There she was, bending over his table from the side, her boobs hanging right in front of John. just an arms reach away... Johns hesitation got less and less every time. A second of staring later he said "Wow you do have an amazing pair of breasts you know that?" and reaches out to them. both hands were cupping them from below, gently weighing them, lifting them up a little bit and dropping them again. He watched them sway from left to right as she laughed and said "Thank you Sir. I am aware but its nice to hear nonetheless." John couldn't help himself. Even though he was still feeling empty and limp he tugged on her uniform and made them fall out, hitting each other with a thud right in front of his eyes. "I mean fuck...." John said and without thinking about it he pulled one of them to his face and sucked on it. first only on her nipple but soon all over her big soft breast, while he was groping her other one extensively. She stayed by his side, slightly bent over his table te entire time. John buried his face between her big soft tits and he heard her moan a little bit now. After a bit, he pulled his face back. As fun as this was, he needed a moment to recover fo rnow. "Wow, amazing! thank you. But I will have my coffee for now" "Oh, yes of course Sir" she says, looking down at him. As she put her breasts back in her skimpy uniform John thought he saw something like... disappointment in her face? Maybe he was imagining it.

As he was sipping his coffee he looked around him once more. Finally, it hit him. Finally, he knew why this place had seemed so strange to him earlier. It couldn't be a coincidence right? Well, there was someone he could ask. Probably. At least he hoped that's how it worked. He decided to contact the mysterious voice from this morning.