Chapter 9 by Alex_Jay

What's next?

Multitask

You pat the waitress's bottom and she jumps, whimpering at the sensation of your hand on her hot skin.

"Anything to ensure I enjoy the experience?" you repeat, motioning for her to get up.

She gets off your lap and gingerly kneels down in front of your chair, looking up at you wide-eyed. "Aaanything" she says, drawing out the first syllable.

"Then I'd like you to give me a blow job while I deal with this voyeuristic young lady" you say, indicating the redheaded businesswoman standing behind her.

The naked waitress bites her lip and looks up at you, looking rather fearful. "Oh please don't make her delete the footage!" she says plaintively as she slides her head under your toga. "None of my girlfriends will believe this if you..."

"Please, please let me keep a personal copy at least!" the businesswoman chimes in. "I'll blur your features, I won't show anyone who wasn't here, but-"

"Blurring should be fine" you say. "But you still should have asked. Now lie across - Mmmh" you sigh as the waitress's pouty lips find your balls and a warm, wet tongue probes gently at your manhood. She gently kisses your shaft, but pulls back as you react.

"Do you like that sir?" she asks hopefully. "I've never-"

"You're a natural" you assure her, tousling her hair and eliciting a happy giggle. She resumes her exploration, gently licking up your shaft and peppering your man zone with kisses. You can tell she won't make you come this way soon, but she's been a good girl through her spanking - she can explore what sounds like the first real penis she's encountered a while if she enjoys it.

"Lie across her back and bare that ass" you order the business woman, who's groping herself in earnest now. She stares and nods silently, going around to the side with your spanking hand. She gives you one last, lip-biting look before bending over the waitress who's warming to her task, her full lips encircling your head and tongue continuing its explorations.

The businesswoman lifts the bottom of her garment over her full buttocks, revealing what look like fading cane marks. You wonder at the story behind them, but quickly realize you have a bit of a problem - she's just a bit too far to spank comfortably. You cast around for an implement that could extend your reach...