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Claudia had never felt so conflicted in her whole life. Why was this handsome stranger having such an effect on her? She avoided glances from customer and coworker, whimpering in shame as her torso seemed to lean and turn on its own to give everyone who wanted a fair look. She quickly passed off the man's order to the kitchen, ignoring leers from the chef while she leaned invitingly on the counter, her confusion and fear reaching a breaking point. This all started when he came in. She noticed him for a reason, and now she was acting so strange. She steeled herself for the ultimate embarrassment: confronting him.

(Back at the table)

"So I give her a second pair of tits?" I asked incredulously.

"yes and then FINALLY you could-oh shit she's coming back, man, and she's on a path straight to you." Jeanie leaned against the booth wall acting casual. "Play this smart" were her last words of advice. My forte.

"What did you do to me?" Claudia asked quickly, her torso bent slightly forward for my pleasure, her face tomato red between her golden locks. Her glare was undermined by her nervous demeanor. I didn't have time to formulate much, a public setting meant I had to be discreet.

"What do you mean?" I came up with. Genius. I could tell she didn't buy it, but she was still too scared to say it directly, in case she was overreacting. "Be honest with me." I quickly added, remembering Jeanie's suggestion. I was just as curious to find out how the Ring was making her feel.

A quick pulse of heat told me the job was done, and fear shifted to surprise as Claudia listed her accusations.

"You came running in here like some vagrant on the run." The blushing server began. "You gawk at my chest and make up this sob story about getting kicked out." She continued, the confidence of telling me off apparent in her new posture. She stood straighter, and therefore was presenting her hardly contained tits for the table. "A guy as hot as you isn't getting dumped." She added, realizing her honesty went a bit too far that time. She stuttered but continued. "And then these thoughts." She placed a hand to her forehead, eyes closed. Her deep breathing filled hers overflowing top, ready to spill its contents. "You're the reason I'm... displaying myself like this." She gestured toward her jostling knockers. "I feel like the comely maiden of one of my fantasy romance novels, ready for your ravaging." She finished, and her hand rushed to cover her mouth, not wanting to confess the erotic aspects of today's events. Her embarrassment and arousal kept feeding off each other.

I watched this panting, flushed girl confess how sexy she found me, and could only think about making her get under the table and bottoming out in her throat. A soft shin kick from Jeanie told me it was my turn to talk now. I had to get out of this without breaking the poor girl. I chose my next words carefully, knowing their effect. Unable to ignore this beautiful display before me. I opened my mouth to explain.