Sadly, it's time to get back to it...

Thinking that it'd be better to do as I'm told instead of angering the BBC further, I get back to waiting on the customers, bringing steaming dishes of food out of the kitchen and placing it before each customer with a polite smile.

At least that creep isn't here, I thought, scanning each customer's face to make sure I was correct, if he was, there'd definitely be trouble.

But as I thought that I was safe, a customer grabbed my hand firmly as I was walking away.

"Excuse me, miss... I appreciate the food, but I wanted to ask if you could sit on my lap and entertain me... is that okay?" The man asked, seeming almost apologetic in nature.

"I... uh... I don't think I should..." I found myself muttering, embarrassed. "I have work to do..."

As I try to excuse myself, his grip tightens and pulls me towards him. I sigh, finding myself unable to fight back and deciding against irritating the BBC once more. Sitting down on his lap, I could feel his hardening cock against my rear. It was embarrassing, but he seemed to enjoy it.

"Thank you, miss. I really appreciate this." He thanks me, holding my waist and grinding his member against my ass. I was embarrassed, yet this rubbing started to turn me on.

His grinding gets more rapid, his breaths doing the same. I could feel his grip suddenly tighten, then his dick began to twitch.

Oh my god, I thought, this is degrading... I can't believe he's cumming on my ass.

Satisfied, he lets go, leaning back in his seat. I awkwardly stand up, blushing, and walk back into the kitchen.