The waitress returns

You see the waitress returning with your drink, the customer service smile still brightening her gorgeous young face.

You sneak what you hope is a discrete peak at her as she navigates between people. She's wearing a burgundy vest and white undershirt, a perfect bow tie around her neck, her short brunette hair framing her face. Her complexion is warm, a slight tan to her skin that plays beautifully under the lights of the club. Your gaze shifts lower, your eyes drawn to the tight black skirt and heels.

Skinny and tall, with long legs. She was a looker, even in the club uniform.

You catch yourself checking her out. For fuck sake, Kristen, this isn't a meat market. She's WORKING. Lord knows you'd never summon up the courage to actually say anything to her anyway. Looks like confidence wasn't one of the ring's qualities.

"There you are ma'am, one house special. And Nikki sends her greetings."

You shake your head a little to clear it. "Thanks, can you put it on my tab?" You ask, smiling weakly.

"Of course, ma'am." The waitress beams. "Anything else I can do for you?"

"You can meet me in the bathroom in 5 minutes." Wait, did you just THINK that, or did you SAY it? The ring has grown warm on your hand.

"I'm sorry?" The waitress looks confused, her customer service smile slipping a little.

Holy shit, you DID say that out loud!

You quickly try to gather your thoughts. Maybe you can blame all the noise, or maybe just say you were joking... oh fuck what is wrong with you?

You open your mouth to make an excuse, your mind starting to panic.

"I said, meet me in the bathroom in 5 minutes. I can't wait to get my lips on that body." WHAT. THE. FUCK.

"Ma'am that's..." The waitress's face has gone bright red, her gaze is suddenly riveted to the floor. "T-T-That's incredibly inappropriate..." She swallows hard.

She's going to throw you out, what the FUCK where you thinking? What are the other regulars going to think? What is Claire going to think? She'll probably tell all your college friends she had to ban you from the club for coming on to one of her staff. You start to feel sick to your stomach.

The waitress has trailed off, and is no longer staring at the floor. She's staring at your tits. She parts her lips.

You open your mouth to try and apologize. Maybe if you say you're sorry, she won't mention this to Claire or Nikki.

"Like what you see beautiful?" Your voice is a purr, the waitress visibly swallows again."They can be all yours, baby. Everything you see can be yours."

"Ma'am...I...I...I..." The waitress stammers, her brain apparently short circuiting. She spins on her heel and jets back into the direction of the bar.

What has gotten in to you?? You've never been this forward in your life! Now it may get you thrown out of your friends club! All your friends and everyone in the neighborhood will know, you won't be able to show your face around here again! You've GOT to get out of here!

You practically leap up from your table and make a beeline for the back exit, feeling like a criminal fleeing the scene. The ring pulses in your hand. You push your way through a couple doors, blinking away tears. You're not paying terrible close attention to where you're going.

As you press through another door, your eyes are greeted with black granite counter tops and sparkling silver fixtures. The sound of the crowds outside is down to a dull roar. Wait a minute, this isn't the back exit, this is...

Its the ladies room near the back of the club. It appears to be empty.

You turn on your heel just as fast as the waitress had. Only to see her standing behind you in the doorway.

She slips in and locks the door behind her.

Before you know it, you've got her up on the counter, her legs wrapped around you as you jam your tongue down her throat.

Groans and gasps quickly fill the restroom.

She grinds against you, and you kiss down her neck, tearing the vest and white dress shirt off, you kiss the top of her cleavage, your lipstick leaving a smudge. You feel her whole body becoming warm beneath you.

"Oh my GAWD..." The waitress gasps, breathless at your touch. "I've never even...MMF!...Kissed a woman before but...ugh...but HOLY SHIT you are so... FUCKING gorgeous!! UGH gawd this is filthy UNHHH!!" The waitresses trails off into lustful grunts as you nibble on her neck.

After a moment you lean back, her legs still holding on to you, and you slip your cocktail dress over your head, flinging it into the corner of the bathroom. The waitress takes the opportunity to feel up your chest.

"Fucking hell these tits are amazing!"She gasps before pushing up your bra and taking a nipple into her mouth.

You run your hands through her short hair, a deep groan emanating from you as she alternates between your nipples."Never even kissed a woman before, huh?" You groan as she swirls her tongue around your right nipple. "Ugh, I'm guessing tit sucking is something you've thought about before though, 'cause you're a fucking natural!"

The waitress nods, before burying her face between your boobs. You smile a little as she motorboats you. "Looks like we have a boob gal!" You exclaim with a giggle. A muffled moan from your cleavage is your only response.

With her distracted, you begin to feel up the thigh wrapped around you, slowly working up and under her skirt. To the front of her panties.

"Oh!" She exclaims, leaning back from your tits. "That feels so, so good, miss... uhhh..."She blushes fiercely. "I...I'm sorry ma'am, I don't even know your name!"

You look down at her. "Hi, I'm Kristen." You wink at her, running your tongue over your teeth seductively. Maybe the ring was giving you a little confidence after all!

The waitress swallows hard. "H...Hi Kristen, I'm Jill." She stammers as your hand begins to massage her clit through the fabric of her panties.

"I think we're gonna be friends, Jill." Your words take a teasing tone while your hands continue their work. "GOOD friends."

Jill's eyes roll back as you tease her through her panties, you can feel her getting wet through the fabric.

"So Jill." You say in a 'oh this weather has been dreadful lately, hasn't it?' kind of conversational tone.

"In addition to tit sucking, what other things do you fantasize about doing with a woman?" You slowly ease yourself down in front of her, your hands placed lightly on her trembling knees.

Jill looks you in the eye, speechless.

"Maybe... something like this?" You lick her through the cloth of her panties.

"Ohhhhhhh...." Jill moans, her body rising off the counter.

You drape one sexy thigh over your shoulder, and toss your hair back.

"Mmm. You smell delicious, baby girl. Good enough to eat." You make a show of licking your lips. Jill looks like she's about to lose her mind.

You pull her panties to the side, and go in for a long, slow lick up her slit, bottom to top.

Jill's whole body shudders, and she moans through grit teeth, forcing it out in a hiss of expelled breath.

"Oh... oh ma'am... uhh Kirsten!" She moans, and you try not to giggle into her snatch.

You suck on your fingers, then ease one carefully into Jill's drooling cunt. Her moans turn into wails as you begin to work a second finger in, pumping them in and out, picking up the pace.

"Mmm, looks like you're enjoying this, Jill. Tell me, do you like getting fucked by a woman?"

"O-oh fuck yes....I've never.. UNF... had anything...MMM... feel so good...!" Jill groans at you as she rides your fingers.

As you continue to work your fingers in and out of Jill's pussy, you begin to plant soft kisses on her clit, making her wail your name yet again.

Satisfied that she's been properly warmed up, you really start to ram both fingers in and and out.

Jill starts to slam her back against the bathroom mirror in time with your fingers, sweat forming on her brow. You can feel her pussy beginning to squeeze around your fingers.

She isn't able to last long, and she grabs you by the back of your head. You take this as your cue to suck her clit hard.

"C-cumming!!" She squeaks, seconds before her sweet juices fill your mouth and run down your chin.

She collapses back against the mirror, her grip on your head relaxing. But you're not done just yet. Poor deprived straight girl probably thinks this is a one and done situation.

Your mouth has other ideas. Still fastened to her clit, you continue to suck hard while your fingers continue to pump without slowing, it isnt long until....

"OH MY FUCKING GAWD KRISTEN, YOU"RE GOING TO MAKE ME.....HRGHHHH!!!!!"

Jill cums again, pushing your head against her pussy with such **** she may be trying to smother you.

You don't even THINK about stopping.

"OH...OH....OHHHHHHH!!!!" Jill screams as orgasm number three rocks her body. With this she lets go, her body collapsing onto the counter, rendered totally breathless by your skills.