A hansy trucker is happening

You were heading over to the next table where an ebony skinned woman sat when another boy on shift grabbed your arm. He had brown hair tied into pony tails and was slightly shorter then you. “Hey just to let you know that one can get a little hansy.” He motioned to the girl you were heading towards. “Thanks for the warning but I’m sure I can handle her.”

He didn’t let go “No seriously she can get very hands on but she’s a really good tipper, a lot of boys here tolerate her because of that.”

You cocked your head to one side. “And that means?” You asked

“That means you can’t go running to management if she does something you’re uncomfortable with, trust me a lot of the other boys here would throw you under the bus rather then put a nice cash cow like that at risk.” The boy said

“I know it’s usually first come first serve when waiting on tables but, I can take this one if you want me to.” The boy crossed his arms waiting for a responds.

“Thanks for the offer but I got this don’t worry about it.” You reassured the boy.

“Alright the good luck.” The boy took of to wait on another table as you went to approach this some what infamous woman.

You got a good look at her as you drew closer. She had dark brown skin green eyes and, a what would be described as a “long” type face. She had short braided hair which peaked out from under her base ball cap which looked to be stained with a number of paints and motor oils. She wore a worn out Jean vest on top of a long sleeve flannel, and a pair of jeans with some old brown boots.

“Hello there sweetie my name is Doug I will be helping you today.” You said in a salutary tone.

“Howdy Doug my names Emma pleasured to meet you.” She had a thick Texan accent. She reached out her hand to shake, and you politely took it.

Emma suddenly pulled you forward. “Pardon me you just got a stain on you uniform let me get that for you.” But you didn’t have a stain on your shi- before you could even finish that thought she reached out and gave your nipple a hard tweak.

“There got it for ya.” She said leaning back in the booth smiling a wolfish grin.

Oh so that’s how she wants to play it huh, well your no back door slut who gets all weak in the knees just because a girl shows you some attention.

“ Why thank you ma’am that was very kind of you oh- it appears you have a stain on you as well.” Quickly you ducked under the table your hands went straight for her crotch. You rubbed her groin through her pants like you were cleaning a stain. Occasionally you gently squeezed, and grouped her cock. Then in a flash you popped back out from under the table with a smug grin.

Emma raised an eyebrow, now you had peaked her interest. She thought of herself as an alpha in this place, and now that you showed you won’t be swooned into a submissive little play thing you had challenged her.

“Why thank you ma’am you must have a lot of experience with dirty things to clean so fast.” Emma gave you a sly look with the backhanded compliment.

“No I just have experience cleaning up dirty people, making sure their nice and clean for our establishment.” You shot back with a tone of faux innocence. That was sort of true some of the boys here were push overs many often going home with customers after shift to get railed. However you had a bit more restraint, being a flirt came with the job but you weren’t looking to just hop on any strangers dick who tipped you well enough.

Then you heard something skid across the floor.

“Oh clumsy me I dropped my keys you mind picking them up for me Doug?” Emma said this clear was another ploy, but you’d you bite

“Oh no problem ma’am let me get that for you.” As soon as you bended over you felt a hot pain as you received a hard pinch on your rear end that made you let out a girly “eep”. Your tight orange boy shorts a thin undies provided pretty much no protection, she might ass well pitched your bare ass. Oh I’m were going to get her for that, you thought.

You turned to her, your face red with embarrassment, “Here’s your keys back ma’am.” You said through clenched teeth as you handed her the keys.

“Thank you kindly.” Emma said with a smirk clearly thinking she had shifted the balance of power back in her favor.

Determination filled you as you clenched your fists, time to do something drastic. You pulled out a packet of ketchup you kept just in case customers asked for one. You squeezed it and, with aim that would be the envy of even the most trained sharpshooters of the world you squirted the ketchup right on Emma’s cheeks. Emma didn’t even move she just sat their mouth open in shock.

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry, please let me clean you up.” You slipped into the booth and straddled Emma’s lap facing her. Emma put her hands up in surprise as you got on top of her, she wasn’t sure what to do. Clearly no one had the balls to take control of her like this, she was completely bewildered at your boldness. Then you licked the ketchup on her cheek.

“I hope you don’t mind I was told never to waste food, here why don’t you have a taste” You whispered in her ear. You licked the ketchup on her cheek then you pushed your tongue into her mouth kissing her. Your tongue swirled around hers as you grinned up and down her lap. If any one was watching you must have been quite a sight to see you kissing and grind up against a girl right in the middle of the restaurant. Satisfied that you had dominated Emma enough you slipped off of her back on to your feet.

You wondered what she would do now would she leave, tell the manager, even her hitting you wasn’t out of the realm of possibility of what she would do. Instead of any of that she smiled and gave a hearty laugh “hahahahahah so your a real take the bull by the horns type of boy eh, well consider the message received I’ll behave from now on.”

You gave her a smile, huh you didn’t expect that but well that’s a better out come then you thought would happen. “You still looking to order ma’am?” you asked taking out your note pad.

“ Yeah put me down for a order of wings, and a beer.” Emma said smiling back.

“Ok that will be out shortly give it a few minutes sweetie.” You said, Emma tipped her hat to you as you walked away. You felt like you had just tamed a wild bull. On your way back to the kitchen you noticed the boy with brown ponytails staring at you mouth open in disbelief, looked like he say the whole thing. You gave him a triumphant two finger wave as you walked past him.