Restart time

Wanting to see the bitch's reaction, I went to my table and restarted time. She continued her snotty diatribe before being overcome with a fishy stench.

"Umm Amanda looks like you got something in your nose," the man said.

"What the fuck," the redhead responded, as she pull the anchovies from her nostrils. "How the fu.." Amanda started before her hand flew to her chest. "Uhhh excuse me I've got to go to the ladies room."

She got to her feet and grabbed her purse. Anchovy juice dripped from the bag. "God damn it, what the fuck is going on," Amanda screamed, as she threw the purse to the floor in anger.

I smiled as the elegant redhead awkwardly shuffle towards the restroom. She was clearly feeling the slimy anal/vaginal intrusions. Amanda approach the bathroom door, as I saw Sophie exit the kitchen holding four bowls of soup. Deciding to give the cute waitress a little show, I walked over to the green dress bitch, and pulled her pink thong down to her ankles. Sitting back in my seat, I restarted time.

Amanda tripped on her thong falling onto all fours. Her dress flipped up exposing her embarrassingly pale ass, which was in heavy contrast to the rest of her tan body. Her muscular cheeks were slightly parted, giving everyone a full view of her puckered asshole with a fishtail noticeably sticking out.

Sophie had almost dropped the soups in shock trying not to laugh. Amanda on the other hand, realizing her exposure, quickly sat back on her heels covering her naked ass.

"You think that's funny bitch," the redhead sneered, but as the last word left her mouth Kyla came rushing through the bathroom door. Dressed in only her blue bra and matching, now drenched, blue panties. The hostess ran pussy first into Amanda's snobby face with a loud squelching sound.

The redhead was knocked on her back with the green dress bunching up at her waist again. This time showing off her trimmed fire crotch with another fishtail visible. Kyla had fallen on Amanda now straddling her face.

"Nick, get her off me," Amanda whined kicking her legs. The man got from his chair and ran to help his wife. When Nick got to the troubled duo, another idea came to me.

Stopping time, I walked to the trio. First pulling Nick's pants and boxers down; revealing his semi erect cock. I then removed the gag from Kyla's mouth, and used it to tie the man's hands behind his back. After inserting Nick's cock into Kyla's mouth, I unclasped her blue bra and tied it around her head and his waist.

Looking over the scene I decided on one last thing. I moved Kyla's panties to the side, so her pussy was in direct contact with Amanda's lips. Giving the hostess one last squish down, mashing her soppy cunt onto Amanda's mouth, I returned to my chair and restarted time.

"Ahh what the fuck," Nick yelled.

Amanda's eyes widened as she tasted fresh pussy and saw her husband's cock in another girl's mouth. Her loud screams only came across as muffled mumbles, which sent extra vibrations through the hostess's pussy.

Kyla was in a state of ecstasy; the vibrating egg humming inside her, Amanda accidentally pleasuring her outer lips, and now a cock in her mouth. Without thinking twice Kyla ran her tongue along Nick's shaft, as she grinded on Amanda's face.

Nick's eyes rolled back, shooting his load down the hostess's throat. Kyla squeezed her thighs around Amanda's head, squirting her feminine juice in the bitchy customer's mouth; only being capped off when the vibrating egg plopped out in between Amanda's screaming lips.

Sophie had delivered the soups to the business people and in no apparent rush started untying the trio. When she was done Kyla fell to the ground completely exhausted, Amanda ran to the bathroom spitting out the egg, and Nick started berating Sophie.

"Sir I am very sorry," Sophie said trying to act sincere.

"You better be, just give us our food to go; I don't want to be in this dump one extra second," Nick yelled, as he pulled up his pants.

"I'm sorry sir, your food is not quite ready yet. We have some extra soup if you'd like," Sophie asked softly.

"Fine give us that, we'll eat it at our gym before our hot yoga," the man yelled. "And it better be free."

"Yes of course," Sophie responded retreating to the kitchen, but not before giving me the biggest grin.

Sitting back I chuckle to myself, thinking that not everyone was going to be spared the stench of a vegetarian diet. Deciding to give Amanda one last parting gift, before total humiliation at her beloved gym, I stopped time. She was in the middle of picking the anchovies out of her bra. Going over, I lifted her dress and grabbed the anchovies dangling from her ass and pussy. I shoved the now extra stinky fish in her open mouth and slammed it shut. Making my way back to my chair, I was happy to see the business people in the middle of taking their first bites of tainted soup.