Lunch time

After cumming in his boss's mouth and pissing all over her, Jason realized he was hungry. Well, it was almost lunch time by the time he had actually shown up for work he supposed. So, with that, he got up and headed for the door. "I'm going to lunch", he said turning to Michelle, who still looked bedraggled as if she had just been pulled out of a lake. "You're in charge till I get back".

Michelle nodded dumbly and watched Jason's back as he left. She couldn't believe what she had just done. But it had been so exciting dammit, she thought wistfully. She hoped he would piss on her again soon.

On the way out, Jason wondered whether to take anyone with him to keep him company, but decided against it. He was pretty sure he would meet someone interesting wherever he went anyway. He nodded at Simone in reception on the way out briefly distracted by her large tits before recalling he still had to do something to help her, then moments later he was back on the street once more.

It was still a nice day, so Jason was pretty comfortable in just his t-shirt. More importantly, he thought as he walked down the main street, the local women also felt warm enough to be in their summer splendour. Short skirts, midriff tops and floral dresses abounded. Without having a clear destination of his own (he was vaguely thinking of tacos), he followed a pair of beautiful and very well dressed young women to the canopied doorway of an exclusive looking restaurant. The sign outside read "La Vierge Baisée". However, while they disappeared easily inside, Jason was halted by the front of house greeter as he attempted to follow them. The greeter was an attractive blonde woman in a suit and bow-tie, with what would be a welcoming smile for most of the customers - just not for Jason.

"No, I don't have a reservation", he said exasperated. He knew that cash would not be a problem, even in this expensive looking place, due to the fact money just appeared in his wallet as needed. However, he didn't care for the condesencion in the hostess' voice.

The woman looked him up and down before replying "Well, I'm so sorry Sir, we don't have any tables available".

Jason felt like arguing, and initially had to bite hard together to calm himself down . He could see behind her that less than half the tables were taken, and beside that, he had planned on joining the two girls ahead of him. "You're making a mistake, you know", he said, anger spurring him on. The woman merely looked down her nose at him. Jason continued his tirade, "You'll be sucking my dick soon enough. You probably don't want to get me angry about it too or I might fuck your asshole first!"

That last shot produced a gasp of a reaction, but Jason turned on his heel and stormed off. He had to admit, he wasn't exactly an oil painting at his best, and this wasn't his best by a long shot (his t-shirt still had questionable stains on it from this morning's fun). He could see why he might not pass well, any dress code, but he wanted in dammit. Yes he would return to the restaurant, but he would look the part he decided.

He walked along the block a little to find an appropriate shop, then with the aid of the pen, he quickly changed into a freely donated designer suit and was ready to return to the restaurant to teach the greeter a lesson.

"Hi Sir, Can I help you?" said an Asian woman dressed much as the blonde had been just a short time earlier. She was younger, taller and distinctly hotter than the blonde from before. However, Jason still smarted thinking about the one who got away. He could come back another day and fuck the Asian girl but he wanted that blonde today.

"Uh yes", replied Jason. "The other greeter who was here ten minutes ago - Where is she?"

"Oh Cassidy? She's on her break. She'll be back in an hour".

Fuck! thought Jason, now what should he do. Exasperated, he took a flier from the stand beside the doorway and turned it over to write on the reverse, leaning on the greeter's lectern for balance. The greeter waited for him to finish then asked. "Would you like a table for one, or..."?

"Two please", said Jason and allowed himself to be led to one of the many free tables inside to await his lunch date's arrival.