Things to make a man's experience more enjoyable

Shay's was run by the infamous Ashley Stiles. She was infamous, at least, to her employees. While people did expect things to be nice at a restaurant of this calibur, in Haven, everyone was too nice to really make any sort of scene when things weren't to their liking. It wasn't difficult to fix things when they go wrong, but Ashley was a perfectionist, never overlooking a single detail, making her rather difficult to work with.

This explained her rather over the top reaction to seeing her best waistress, Holly, very visibly under a table, her tight, curvy body exposed for the whole world to see while she hungrily slobbered over this fat man's cock.

"Holly!" Ashley nearly yelled, stomping over to Jame's table, her own generous bust swinging a bit from the speed of her walk. She was wearing something similar to the hostess, tight, form fitting black pants and a black suit jacket, though as the manager, Ashley's looked much nicer. Her blonde hair was tied up in a neat bun, ensuring she set the example of how to wear your hair at work.

Ashley stopped at Jame's table, crossing her arms as she looked down at Holly. "...You're out of uniform! You should know that's against policy here!"

James couldn't help but chuckle at her response to this lewd act. She was acting as if Holly had come in to work in jeans and a t-shirt with a logo on it. Even the patrons around them only took a curious look at them before continuing with their meal, quietly talking amongst themselves about the strange sight.

Holly was quick to respond, spitting out the cock in her mouth so she could speak. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but he wanted me to do this!"

"Yes, I told her to strip and suck my cock." James said, standing up to reach out and shake Ashley's hand.

"My name is James, and I know you may be unfamiliar with me, but I'm a rather famous food critic in other parts of the country. I've tanked more restaurants than you can imagine, so trust me, you'll want to listen to my advice."

Ashley quickly calmed down, seeing that such an important food critic was now in her restaurant. She couldn't show her usual irritation when it came to her employees.

"Well, I apologize for my intrusion! Welcome, James, to Shay's!" She said as cheerfully as she did back in her own hostessing days. "I didn't realize a customer would want to ask for...well, whatever this is. If you could explain it to me..."

"Well, it's quite simple. See, I'm the type of man who likes to...how do I put this...dominate women." He said quite casually. Ashley nodded quickly as he continued. "So, when I eat, I like to do things to dominate women. For every man, it could be different, but for me, I like to make women do stuff like this."

"Well, it's quite alright with me, mister. In fact, if you could teach me what men like you would normally make women do in a restaurant, I'd be ready for the next time this happens and such an intrusion won't happen again."

"Hmmm...You're quite proud of your restaurant, right?"

"Of course I am! I think we're the best restaurant in town! With your help...more people in Haven would know that..."

"Well, even though I'm a powerful critic, even I can only do so much. You have such a go getter attitude...I can think of a few ways to improve your restaurant and for you to...personally help with your restaurant..."

The changes had been made. Fairly quickly, too. It was surprising how much of a suck up the manager was simply for critics. She must have been telling the truth. Every female server's clothes had been discarded, all of them now working the floor completely naked. Their tits would jiggle and swing, for the full enjoyment of every man on the table...at least, that's how it should have been. The men were, of course, just as naive and oblivious to the gift he had bestowed on them, though their bodies did respond. Especially when they decided to try their new Blowjob Special for only a dollar extra.

"Wow...it's like a massage, but...it somehow feels even better..." One man in his mid-40s said. Other men had similar reactions, and there were a few that knew what they were getting into because of the free samples outside.

Ashley, the proud owner of Shay's, was parading around without clothing with a cardboard sign, one that James had personally written for her after another lie about having worked in advertising.

CHEAP BLOWJOBS AT SHAY'S!

FREE SAMPLES AVAILABLE HERE!

James looked back at his handiwork. A good number of curious men were surrounding the area, word of mouth traveling quickly, at least locally. And yet...even as he watched Ashley drop to her knees and deliver another sloppy blowjob to another interested customer, he felt a bit...empty. What was the point of doing all this if none of the men could enjoy it? He signed and made his way home, still as buck naked as he was before, contemplating what kind of social setting to violate next.

Unaware that the shadowy eyes of the elders were now watching him.