Owning a Restaurant

An hour later both sets of twins arrive at Core. This was one of the best restaurants in London the kind you would need a reservation months in advance for. Yet Fred did not plan on waiting that long not when he could own the place.

As the small group walked in a man with at that’s obvious french look gave them a disapproving once over. “Do you have a reservation?” The man asked in a voice and tone that eerily reminded the whole party of Professor Snape.

“No but one does not need such things when you own the establishment.” Fred said in his practiced Snape impersonation before proceeding to write his name on the wall.

“What are you doing....I...I’m sorry monsieur. How foolish of me not too realize you owned this fine establishment. Please right this way I will lead you to the owners table away from these commoners.”

George was grinning from ear to ear. While the Patill Twins were impressed. To, think Fred owned this place and them they were so lucky. As they followed the server he lead them to a grand back room with a large table. It clearly meant only for the owner or special VIP’s.

“Now sir since this place is mine I hope you don’t mind if our ladies are naked or doing sexual acts while we eat?” Fred asked grinning. “Not at all it is your place after all should I command the waitress to be naked for you as well?”

Fred thought about it before nodding. The man took that as his cue and left. “Alright girls take off your cloths and touch your selfs while we wait for the server.”

Fred and George watched wide eyed as the lovely ladies stripped out of their cloths slowly and then sat down to finger their pussies. Fred loved this new power.