The waiter is done, he should be working after all

It takes a couple of minutes for the waiter to find the strength to move again. His hands still on Felicity’s waist, he gently pushes her sideways until his cock disengages from inside her and she rolls sideways onto the bed, leaving him between the two woman he has fucked this evening.

“Just wow, I mean, did that really happen?” he asks as he glances around him, from the young girl to the older woman, and then finally to the man still just standing at the side of the bed watching on contently.

“Sure did mate” the older man confirms, “and you should be proud, looks like you made them both cum, bet half your mates have never really made a girl cum yet.”

“Yes drling boy” the older woman joins in, “you were amazing, I picked well.” As she lays there she once more reaches for his cock and strokes him, “such a lovely cock too, I think I’d like to have this in me again some time, I must give you my number before you leave.”

The waiter can only smile proudly as he listens to the compliments, watching as his cock is stroked yet again, although he is fairly sure he won’t be getting hard quite so fast again for a while.

“I really should get back to work now though” he finally informs them, a hint of disappointment in his voice as he eases himself to his feet, his soft cock now hanging loosely, sticky from the last fuck. He carefully eases himself back into his boxers, watching carefully that he doesn’t leave any obvious damp patches showing as he pulls trousers back up and tucks his shirt in.

“Don’t forget darling, find me later and I will give you my number” the older woman reminds him as he heads for the door, a big grin on his face.

“I will, promise” he declares with a last look at the bed and it’s two female occupants, before with a sign he departs.

“Well Anthony” the woman addresses him, “this was certainly a turn of events I was not expecting. And you with young Felicity here, such a sweet girl, I must admit I am a little surprised, she always struck me as way too sensible to be lured by your charm.”

“Oh I had a feeling about her, she looked like someone ready to go wild” a reply that makes Felicity wonder what it was that made him first approach her then, thinking she must ask him sometime, somehow knowing that there will absolutely be another time with this man.

“Anyway, I suppose I should head back too, my husband might start to wonder where I am. Then again” she muses as she lays on the bed smoothing down her dress, “chances are he hasn’t even realised I am not there, he will be too engrossed in talking business.”

Felicity watches as the woman slides herself to the edge of the bed and onto her feet in front of him. “And you Anthony, one of these days I really must open my legs for you as well, especially now you’ve had the pleasure of watching me in action.” She chuckles as she leans towards him, planting a very soft kiss on his lips, before with a wave towards Felicity, she makes her exit, leaving Felicity alone once more with him, and she wonders if now, at last, maybe she will get what it was she thought she had come upstairs with him for originally.

“Well Felicity, that was certainly an unexpected detour from plans” he tells her as he looks down at her on the bed, her dress still around her waist. Her thong has slipped back over her pussy, soaked now with a mixture of the waiter's cum and her own wetness.