Target in sight

The last hour at the restaurant was uneventful. Regular waitress work. A lot of walking, a lot of smiling. Shannon had met the girls, all as dumb as Vixy - or dumber. They seemed friendly enough, but she couldn't shake the feeling they were laughing at her behind her back. She didn't know whether just because she was the new girl or because Vixy told them something else. She felt a little self-conscious after being forced to stuff to look 'good', but the customers seemed to be content with the view. They gave her lecherous gazes, but their politeness never went past beyond that and a few mild remarks. Deep down she wondered if they would have given her the same attention had she showed them her real curves. And, to her surprise, the meals she had been serving were... decent. Appetizing even.

Shannon was returning to the kitchen with an empty tray when she saw him enter. Arden Riggs. Her target. She slowed down a bit to follow him with her eyes. He was a tall, lean man with piercing green eyes. Well, tall for her. The descriptions had said he was blonde, but at the moment he wasn't. He must have altered his appearance regularly to blend in the crowd. She had studied his features from the dossier, and there was no denying it was him. He was wearing jeans with a brown suit jacket - not too formal. Probably part of his current disguise. She watched as Vixy welcomed him and led him to the upper level. Damn it, she thought. As a new girl, she was restricted to the lower level - to not 'steal' the hefty tips from the other girls no doubt. At least now she knew where he was. She just needed to get up there to record the transaction.

"What are you just standing there with the stupid look on your face?" came a woman's voice. "Get on with your job, we are not doing it for you."

It was an oriental waitress, Tixy or Truxy or whatever, barking orders at Shannon. She just rolled her eyes and left for the kitchen. She continued serving while keeping an eye out for Vixy's return. Next she saw her a few minutes later entering the kitchen, she went after her.

"Hey, Vixy."she smiled. "Busy night, eh?" she tried to start with some small talk.

"Not really." she replied while putting down her tray, waiting for the order to arrive.

"Who - Who was the guy you just led up there recently? Looked important."

"That was Mr. Kai. He is meeting with the boss in B2."

Mr. Kai. That must have been his alias for the day. "Is everything in order up there? Do you need some help?"

"Actually, I ... Wait, why do you ask?" she turned towards Shannon suspiciously.

"Oh, it's just... what friends are for. You know."

"No, you tell me. You were not supposed to go up there."

"I... But if you need help, I - I can break some rules." she winked at her, trying her damnest to sound convincing. "We girls... gotta stick together, eh?"

Vixy looked Shannon up. "I don't believe you."

Damn it, she thought. As dumb as Vixy was, she saw through her act pretty easily. Or her act sucked, but she tried to ignore that possibility. "Ok, you got me." she sighed. "Mr. Kai looked so handsome that I thought I might get to know him better upstairs." She hated herself for saying it, but it was the only thing she could think of.

"I knew you had some selfish interest in this." smiled Vixy as her order arrived.

"Can - Can I replace you? For just half an hour?"

A little smile appeared on Vixy's face, like she knew something Shannon didn't. "No, I heard Mr. Kai is a good tipper." she said while picking up her tray.

"Oh, come on. Tips over friendship? Really?"

"Nothing is free, honey. Make it worth my while." she grinned.

Shannon was smiling on the inside. Finally, she got her. It was easy. "Ok, you can get all my tips of tonight if you let me take over B2."

"Nuh-uh. What if the tippers are not too generous tonight?"

"Then I'll pay you, regardless of tips."

"Now?"

"After work." Or never, she added in her head.

"Then no. You gotta pay upfront."

"Oh, come on! You know I don't have anything on me right now." she tried to argue.

"You have half a box of tissue under there." she pointed at Shannon's chest.

"I meant credits!" flushed Shannon, crossing her arms over her chest defensively.

"It doesn't have to be credits. How about a favour for a favour?"

"You need something done?"

"It is a stressful work. I could use a little... distraction." she bit herlower lip.

Shannon looked at Vixy suspiciously. "What - What do you have in mind?"

"I think you already know." she smiled wickedly, while hiking up her skirt. She was not wearing any panties, baring her clean-shaven crotch to her 'friend'.

Shannon's eyes widened as she realized what she was implying. "You - You can't be serious."

"This tray goes up to B2 and the 'handsome' Mr. Kai in less than 5 minutes." she held up her tray with some appetizers and drinks. "Whether with me or with you, depends on how satisfied I'll be with your work."

Shannon turned as white as a ghost. This was beyond her paycheck. She couldn't possibly do this for her assignment. Could she?

"Tick-tock. Time's running out." she sneered. "I'm sure you know what to do. Men tend to avoid tiny tits, so I bet you mastered the art of masturbation very quickly. My puss likes the same things as yours."

Screw you, they are not tiny... Damn it, she had to get up there to record the meeting. And soon. Catching Riggs would make her famous. She... she just had to do it.

"Fine, but let's get to the locker room first." Shannon reluctantly agreed.

Vixy saw she had her where she needed her. "No, it's locked. Either here in the kitchen or in the dining area. Your call."

Shannon looked around the kitchen. The guys working in the back wouldn't see her, but any girls walking back in would. But it was still less open than the dining area. Defeated, she knelt down in front of Vixy. She could already feel her cheeks turning bright red. She was aware of her medalion recording, so she clenched a fist around it, masking its vision completely. Her other hand shakily moved toward Vixy's pussy. It was smooth and already sopping wet. She could smell the musky aroma emanating from it.

"No hands." ordered Vixy, looking down at Shannon with a superior sneer.

Shannon withdraw her hand with a wince. As she expected. She wouldn't be satisfied with just that.

"You know what? Put both of your hand on your thighs."

"That - That is not necessary."

"But then I could trust you not being tempted to use them."

"I - I won't be tempted." she said, while holding her medalion with a shaky hand. If she let go, all her collegues would see her in action. It was humiliating enough that they saw her stuff her outfit or hearing the previous conversation, but seeing it would be unbearable.

"Tick-tock, I think this tray goes up in 3 minutes." urged her Vixy.

Shannon tried to snap the chain of her medalion and move it with her hand, but it wasn't giving in. It was a tough chain, to prevent an agent from accidentally losing it. If she took it off normally, Vixy would surely notice. That would look extremely suspicious. With an ever-blushing face, she reluctantly let go it as she moved her hands to her thighs.

"Good girl." purred Vixy.

Shannon took a deep breath, then leaned closer to Vixy's exposed sex. She had had a few female partners before, but she had never given them oral. Even herself only received it twice in her entire life. And now there she was, on her knees, preparing to pleasure a dumb blonde with her mouth. With her colleagues watching everything in 3D through the recorder.

The moment her lips made contact with Vixy, she let out a deep moan. "Yeees..." She forgot all the pent up tension of the night as her newest 'friend' was working her nether regions. She leaned back onto the wall and let pleasure take over her.

Shannon tasted Vixy's nectar as she used her tongue to thoroughly explore the younger woman. Even despite the degrading act and knowing it was recorded, she couldn't feel disgusted while doing it. Vixy had a tight little pussy that responded to her every move. She was not experienced giving oral, but she used Vixy's moans as an indication as where to concentrate. Soon, she felt Vixy's hand on the back of her head, stroking her hair and steering her mouth and tongue in the right direction.

Vixy was usually not so easy to please, but the fact how she coerced the 'work-out' from the new girl put her quickly near the edge. And even despite the obvious inexperience of her partner, she orgasmed within less than a minute, flooding Shannon with her secretions. "God!" she moaned.

Shannon could feel juices flowing down her neck as she looked up at the satisfied smile on Vixy's face. The flood came as a surprise, but not as big as when she noticed she had had an audience. To her utter humiliation, she saw that most of the girls were standing nearby, watching the new girl's 'performance'. Some first time it was.

"That was... That was great..." panted Vixy. "You can take B2..." she said, patting Shannon's head. "If you need anything else... you know where to find me..."

The girls erupted in applause and cheering. "Or any of us." many of them added giggling.

If Shannon hadn't felt ashamed before, now she definitely did. She wiped away most of Vixy's juices from her face and neck with her hands, but she didn't have time to clean up properly. She picked up the tray, her face still flushed. At least now she was on her way to have the biggest catch of her life. She hastily left the kitchen with the tray, eager to get away from the other girls. She was glad this was not a real job, as she wouldn't be able to look them in the eye ever again. Luckily, she wouldn't have to. Then she realised, she would have to face her own colleagues, which was even worse...

She took the stairs to the upper level reserved for the wealthier customers. It wasn't ideal for her that there were separate dining rooms not one open space, but she would have to make do with what she'd got. She forced a smile on her face as she walked in B2 with the tray. There sat her target. The elusive fox, Arden Riggs. She could have easily incapacitated him but she needed that recording first. So close, yet still so far. Around the table next to Riggs was an ugly, fat man Shannon preceived to be the boss she had met in the dark office before. The head of the Deng slave trade. Probably an eventual target in the near future, but not right now.

"Ah, Luna. I see you could finally get up here." said the boss with a cigar between his teeth.

"Finally? I - I don't understand."

"I told Vixy to send you up when you weren't busy."

That little... Well, Vixy certainly did send her up after she was done being 'busy'... The fact that she had just humiliated herself for nothing was not lost on poor Shannon. She forced a smile on her face as she put down the tray near Riggs.

"Do you smell that?" asked Riggs, sniffing in the air.

Oh, please no...

"Yes, I do. I could smell this from two rooms away." snickered the boss. "It seems our Luna is a randy little vixen."

Shannon turned several shades of crimson at that remark. Her face and neck still smelled of Vixy's love juices.

"Speaking of which," started Riggs, "I was told you had an offer for me."

"Yes. Yes, indeed." said the boss, rubbing his hands together.

Shannon slowly unloaded the contents of her tray and filled the glasses, not wanting to miss the talk but trying to look inconspicuous. The next few minutes could be the moments of truth.