Gridiron Grind Her

Walking into the Gridiron Grille, the sounds of blaring flat screen tvs belt your ears. The place is jammed with the lunchtime crowd with the smell of hot wing sauce as it bites your nose but the waitresses look lovely in their low-cut striped referee shirts. Some of the girls had black hot shorts, the others black micro skirts and they all wore knee high sweat socks and sneakers.

"Hi! Welcome to the Gridiron, I'm Crystal." From the little referee at the greeter's post. She happily sticks out her ample bosom at you proudly displaying her name badge. "How many are dining today?" Crystal, being a huge bundle of energy in a little shoulder length blonde 5'1" body with her bright smile and eager blue eyes. "My that's nice a nice package you're carrying." Looking at your crotch.

"Thanks." Not wanting to be rude since she's being so friendly to a customer, you give Crystal a good fondling of both her tits. "You have great tits if I can say and I'm dining alone." You said, then pulled her ref shirt open so that her nipples poked out to the cool air of the room stiffening nicely.

Crystal beams back. "Thanks, I'm very proud of them and that's a table for one it is." She leads you across the way, as you admire the sheen of her pantyhose all the way up to her butt that's barely hidden under the black hot shorts she's wearing, to a table in the middle of the crowded dining area. Smiling happily. "Lorelei is going to be your server and please enjoy your meal."

Crystal begins to turn away from you but you held her hand to make her stand in place in front of you. Gliding your hands across Crystal's legs while enjoying the texture of the hosiery over her calves then moving up to her thighs. Crystal looks down to you, her smile is still as wide as before unbothered by anything. Moving up to her shorts, one hand go behind while the other shunts the front of her hot shorts to the side. Crystal's not wearing underwear. Her panyhose is the only thing she's wearing underneath. "Nice." You say under your breath.

"I'm sorry, I'll be right with you in a moment."

Looking up, then feeling relieved, it was Crystal talking to a group that had just walked in. She's just standing there like you made her do. Patiently smiling down to you as you go back to feeling her up inside her hot shorts when you finger feels something different, something that's round and hard that shouldn't normally be there. Looking up to Crystal, you can see her face slowing change from an energetic smile to a serene look of calmness. That's when you realize she has a piercing in her lips, and you're slowly getting her off with your probing.

"How does that feel?" You ask.

Moaning."mmmmmmmm good."

Grinning back to Crystal. "Then I'll make it better." Strumming your finger faster across her piercing, Crystal's knees begin quivering. Her eyes close shut as her mouth slowly slacks open. Emboldened by the look on her face, you pierce through her panty hose with one finger and slide it deep inside her lips making sure to tickle the piercing as you do. Crystal suddenly grits her jaw shut and her hands clamp to fists while fingering her as you twist your wrist around.

And then that's she walks into your line of sight. She stood a 5'8" with a nice lean statuesque frame with bronzed skin, flowing black hair with dark almond eyes. "Hi, my name is Lorelei and I'll be your server. What would you like to drink?"

<Just damn!> You thought. "If you can just give me a moment. I'm almost done here." <And you're definitely next sweetheart.>

A low moaning sound creeps out from Crystal's lips as you finger her even faster. Your finger thumping against the piercing making Crystal's legs spastically twitch. Crystal's fisted hand presses against her chest and face shaking like she's fighting to hold back until she finally breaks and cums on herself. She lets off a throaty roar and then for a moment swoons but quickly righted herself. Her pantyhose gleams with the dribble of her juices flowing down her leg and she shakily walks back to her greeting post, stopping for a moment and grabs a table to steady herself.

Looking right at Lorelei, standing there patiently waiting and smiling like nothing had just happened. "I'll have a diet coke with lime please."