Waleriya the waitress

I visited the toilet quickly in order to feel a little more comfortable. before finding a table in the restaurant I caught sight of myself in the mirror. I definitely didnt look my best. How many hours sleep had I been getting recently. 3? maybe 4 tops. Shit! and I needed a shave. My jeans looked like they could do with a wash, and I didn't want to think what the stains on my shirt might be. Fuck. I needed the basics and no sex I decided: Food; a wash; and some sleep. I made some ablutions at the sink and headed back to the door of the toilet with my face still soaking wet, pulling off my disgraceful t-shirt and binning it in the wastepaper basket. I needed a pee too, but it seemed a waste somehow to just use the urinal like normal folk. I opened the toilet to go back into the restaurant.

An attractive waitress carrying a tray of drinks was passing the door as I opened it. "Excuse me", I called to her.

"Yes sir," she said turning to glance at me but still on her way back to a table by the bar, then did a double take at my bare torso.

"Could you come in here please?"

"Certainly sir", she said and followed me back into the toilet, carrying her tray.

Standing by the wash hand basins I took one of the wine glasses from her tray and raised it to my lips.

"but Sir, that's for table" she began but I cut her off with a raised hand to gesture "wait" as I necked the glass dry. It was ok. A lot better than I was used to anyway.

"mmm", I began. "please, you drink one too, uh, Waleriya" I said, reading her nametag.

"o....ok", I'm not supposed to while i'm working, but I guess, you asked nicely so...", she said, and put the tray down to pick up one of the other glasses up and started to sip it. I waited till she was about halfway through before unzipping my pants and starting to fish my cock out.

"Sir!" she exclaimed.

"Shh! please!" I said, and she immediately dropped to a whisper.

"You..., you cant do that in here!" she whispered spluttering her wine.

"Sure I can. Please don't make a fuss! Take your shirt off and give it to me please".

She looked uncertainly at me, but began unbuttoning her shirt as I sipped contemplatively at the last glass of wine. She looked cute and she had nice boobs I considered. I liked her.

However, there was fun to be had. I took the offered shirt and put my arms in the sleeves. It was much too tight to button, but it was ok. Smelt nice too. "Waleriya, please kneel before me".

"All right. is this ok sir?" she said, kneeling in a little white lacy bra.

I thought I probably shouldnt traumatise her too much, so for her benefit I quickly said, "please dont mind this", and started pissing into the wine glass, then when that was full, pulled my cock out and started pissing on her chest, soaking her bra and making her breasts shine.

Sadly, I ran out of pee quickly. I put the glass of pee-wine back on the tray beside the two empties, then with a thought, I said. "Please fill those with your own pee Waleriya".

"Uh yes. i guess I could do that", she looked embarrassed though, obviously not keen on displaying her own pussy despite watching me pee all over her. Oh well. I shrugged. "Once you've got them all full, bring them out to the table I'm sitting at.

I put my cock away and left the toilet.