The starters arrive

When the waitress returned, Jason was distracted, wiping his cock on the face of the woman beneath the table. Nevertheless Eilidh placed the plates of Oysters in front of him and the vacant place opposite. "Can I get you anything else Sir?" she asked with a smile.

"Hmm, no, but wait there a bit", he said and leaned around to slide a hand up her skirt. The waitress stopped, immobile as his hand slid straight up her smooth thighs to her pussy lips. She adjusted her stance slightly for balance as he pushed at her with his fingers and was inside a moment later, exploring her silky depths. Jason twirled them around inside her briefly then retrieved his hand. "Ok, now we're fine. Thanks", he said lifting his hand to his lips and sniffing in her aroma. Eilidh retreated to the kitchen with an uncertain, confused expression.

Before commencing on the Oysters, he wiped his hand on the head of the girl beneath the table, then placed his hand under his nostrils and compared the waitress' scent favorably to that of the shellfish as he began to eat. He sat up, pulling his scrotum from the mouth of his date. Then, for ever oyster he ate, he slipped another beneath the table and passed to her to eat from his hand.

Jason was getting to quite like having Melinda around, he considered. Her embarrassed reactions to events were a joy to watch. He had never been keen on the idea of a pet generally, but he considered, one like her might be quite fun. Should he get her a leash, he wondered?

When the entrees arrived Eilidh the waitress suffered another round of fingering before Jason started on his steaks. He was enjoying himself. The food was good and so were the women, or maybe that was just the wine thinking. Jason wasn't quite sure whether he was on his third or fourth bottle. He cut up his steak into chunks and took one in his hand and slipped it under the tablecloth for Melinda. His "pet" tried to pick it from his fingers, but he snatched it away from her hand then held it out again on the palm of his hand. She got the message and he could feel her lips on his fingers as she ate directly from his hand.

As he finished his meal and fed Melinda under the table, Jason sipped his wine and watched the waitresses bustle around the occupied tables, and almost felt like shouting one over. However, he was saved when Eilidh returned once more

"Can I get you anything else sir?"

"Uh yeah", he said, pushing his chair back and standing up. With an unsteady hand he pulled the dark eyed waitress to him. Eilidh let herself be pushed face forward to the next empty table and be bent over it. She hung onto the far edge of the table for balance as Jason lifted her skirt up behind her. In moments he was inside her and fucking her from behind.

Jason found himself getting lost in the rhythm of it all, fucking hard at the folded waitress while he watched her colleagues go about their rounds serving tables, and other diners enjoying their meals while trying desperately to avoid looking at him. Jason forgot about everything else and enjoyed the moment until, just as he was finally letting his juices fly inside his "server", he looked up and saw that Cassidy, that blonde bitch who had turned him away in the first place had just walked back into the restaurant, her break apparently over.

Damn! he thought, as he held onto Eilidh's ass and continued slamming into her from behind, his thighs slapping off her soft white buttocks until eventually he let his thrusts slow down and his jets of cum slowed to a stop. Eilidh looked back over her shoulder as if to ask, can I get back to my work now please?

Meanwhile Cassidy took her place again at the greeter's stand just inside the front door.

Jason maintained his grip on Eilidh's waist for a few moments, his lusts temporarily sated, then looked back up at the blonde greeter at the door. He remembered thinking when he got back here that he was going to make her pay for turning him away or something. His head swam with the wine as he tried to think of what to do next.

Fuck!