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Chapter 8 by aroes aroes

What do I say to that proposal?

Agree To Serve

. ."I'd be happy to help out a couple try out new things. " I quickly gave them my cell number and asked if they wanted my address, which they also added to my contact.

I watch as she lights up, and as he smiles broadly at me, before saying "Thanks for doing this for us, Bridget. I look forward to trying new things with you. I'm Jason, and my date here is Julia. I'd like to get started tonight. Can we meet you when you get off work?

" .. Sure, Today's I’m closing, so does half past twelve work?"

I see both of them nod in unison, and she speaks up "Thanks again for doing this for us. It means so much to me." The boss smiles, and I play their drink order. The rest of my shift goes well. The rowdy college kids soon leave, leave quite a remarkable tip (particularly given the fact they are college students), and tips, in general, were good.

We close up at the usual time of midnight, quickly clean, collect & record tips, etc as a usual close. Old habits take over quicker, and I'm off the clock in less than thirty minutes. I go to the changing room, quickly put on my tank top, tight mini skirt, and heals before walking out the door. I call the couple's number, and they arrive soon after to pick me up.

I see Julia in the back seat, and Jason in the driver's seat. He opens up the passenger door for me, and I beam a smile his way, before getting in and closing it behind me. I feel my skirt rise up as I sit down, exposing much of my legs, and quite possibly, a bit more than that. I can feel my ass cheeks on the leather seat, and I find myself enjoying the sensation

He stares at me for a few seconds, before looking forward and putting the car into drive. It only tasks us a short while for us to get to his house. Its well decorated outside, and while the inside is sparsely decorated, yet well cared for open plan abode.

They pause, and I come to the realization I'm about to go through the first of their ideas of theirs. We get out of the car, and I smile his way, acting relaxed, maybe even a bit slutty, as I wait for what they will want from me first.

I wonder if I'm about to be fucked by a married man, while she is not only present but watches only feet away. I find my tits growing hard, awareness growing between my legs, as I anticipate what their first command will be.

What do they, or rather he, want of me first?

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