Invite your waitress to hang out

You watch the girls grind for a while, enjoying the sensation of your cock stiffening in your pants.

Nikki returns fairly quickly with your order, and you tell her to wait for a moment. You take one of the three shots of whisky and pour it into Izzie's drink. You take the second and pour it into Ava's drink. Then you take the third and hold it up for Nikki to take.

"This is for you, if you'd like to join us for a while." You say.

Nikki understands that it wouldn't make a lot of sense to say no. "Thank you, Sir." She says, taking the shot and downing it quickly, then taking a seat on your lap. You're sure she can feel your erection and she doesn't seem to mind.

At the moment, nothing you're doing is devious. Both Ava and Izzie know you're going to enhance their drinks as you always do. And as for Nikki, you're sure you're not the first person to ask her to stick around in a private room and see what kind of fun develops. As she wiggles on your lap you're even more sure.

Of course, you have an idea what kind of fun you'd like to see develop. The girls are noticing the waitress on your lap and you can see the jealousy beginning to form in their eyes.

You point at Izzie and gesture for her to come over, which she does, cheerfully as always.

"I want you to meet our waitress, Nikki." You say to her.

Izzie smiles. She might be jealous of her at this moment, but she also knows that any friend of her Daddy's is a friend of hers. "Hi Nikki, nice to meet you."

You scoff. "You can introduce yourself better than that, can't you?"

Izzie understands, and immediately leans in and locks lips with Nikki. For her part, Nikki reciprocates eagerly, and it's not long before their tongues are dancing together softly but passionately. You watch it closely, enjoying every second. When it's done you bring up another topic.

"Would you like to tell Nikki what you said earlier?" You ask. But Izzie doesn't seem to remember what you're talking about. "That it was a nice day... a good day for eating out."

Izzie nods eagerly. "It is. It's always a nice day for eating out. But especially today, I think."

As she speaks with one hand, you pull up Nikki's leather skirt against your lap, and with the other you reach into your martini and pull out the olive. Nikki isn't wearing any underwear (doing so would be a terrible dereliction of her job) so it's easy for you to spread her slit with two fingers and quickly slip the olive inside with your other hand.

"Okay... then eat out." You say to Izzie.

And instantly Izzie falls to a squat, as if gravity is too much for her to overcome. Then she pushes her face between Nikki's pale thighs and begins to work.

Nikki's hips squirm against your erection.

It's not long before Izzie is munching on the olive. But she knows that's not the end of it. She turns her attention to Nikki's clit. Izzie might be a sweet, cheerful cutie, but she knows her way around an eager slit. Her step-daddy has made sure of that.

Nikki moans gently at first, but the moans grow louder as Izzie's tongue finds her sweet spot.

You glance over at Ava who is watching, and you can see from the expression on her face, clearly feeling left out.