Work ends and you're paid!

As the final customers leave, I waved them off. Luckily, I didn't find myself being rubbed against again, but I did have my ass squeezed a few more times by some of the more hands-on customers, though this didn't affect me as much as the first person who did it.

I blush and head into the kitchen, looking for the BBC. He wasn't in the kitchen, his apron being folded neatly on one of the counters. The restaurant was silent.

Strange, I thought, he can't have gone home that quickly. He's gotta pay me.

Searching the restaurant, I soon find myself in front of the manager's office, knocking on the door gently. There was a peculiar groaning coming from behind the door, followed by a similarly odd moaning. Peering into the room, I gasp in shock.

Bent over against the desk, a blonde woman was being fucked by the BBC. She looked at me with a lustful look before moaning loudly, pushing against the BBC's thrusts. He was similarly enjoying it, his face scrunched up in an animalistic way. I timidly cough to try to gain their attention, but the room is filled with a groan. The BBC rams his cock into her one more time and fills her dripping pussy with semen.

Blushing, I cough again. The BBC exhales and pulls out, walking towards me with a slightly dazed look in his eyes.

"Clean it, then clean her." He growls, appearing to be annoyed from my disturbance. I look down and realise he's gesturing for me to kneel. "Now, bitch!"

Gulping, I kneel, getting in eye-contact with the cum-covered dick. He chuckles and thrusts it against my face, rubbing it against my lips before I put my tongue out and tentatively lick it. The taste was truly amazing, overwhelming my taste-buds. I soon found myself engulfing the tip with my lips and sucking in his humongous shaft.

As I clean his cock, he lets out a satisfied groan and nods for me to do the same for her. At this point in time, I found that she was in the same position she was when he fucked her, bent over with cum leaking out of her pussy. Like I did with the BBC, I kneeled behind her and buried my face in her pussy, eating the man's delicious cum as it flowed out of her. It tasted salty and sweet, the flavour of her pussy and his cum mixing. I couldn't resist lapping it up as I pushed my tongue into her as deep as I could, scooping out his load like a cat drinking milk.

When my stomach is full, I stop and stand up, looking at the BBC. He nods with a knowing look, passing me an envelope and gesturing for me to leave. Both of them were weirdly silent as I left, perhaps even secretive.

But I left, looking at my day of being a sissy waitress happily.