When talking about either of them, anything is possible.

Leaning back, Lauren looks at the bottom right-hand corner of her computer screen. "He better not be..."

*Knock, Knock, Knock...*

"Oh! He's here..." Lauren sings, returning to her sexy ready position on the edge of her desk. Looking down at her Spanx and bra clad body she immediately fluffs and adjusts her tits then her hair. With her big tits looking positively perfect, Lauren make eyes at the door and sings, "Is it my delivery boy?"

"No, it's me Frank. I was hoping you had a minute before lunch talk about a new account I want to run by you."

Hearing the voice of her obnoxious Lauren freaks out. "Go away! I am already on lunch and when I get back I will let you know, okay?!?" Lauren literally screams, her face going red as spittle ejects from her mouth.

"Jeez! You don't have to get all snippy and pissy..."

"I'm fucking hungry okay?" Lauren yells again, feeling slightly guilty for being so harsh a second ago. Of course it is not her fault that she is horny as fuck and really needs to get laid right now. The fact that Josh is late is not helping matters any. Huffing Lauren is pouting, bottom lip pushed right out and all, at having to wait some more.

*Knock, Knock, Knock...*

"God dammit Frank! I thought I told you to go the fuck away! You know I'm on my lunch so why in the fuck are you bothering me again?!?" Lauren literally explodes, jumping from the desk in on the verge of throwing a chair at the door.

Well, if she could throw a chair at the door. Lauren is admittedly pretty weak...

"Uh... It's not Frank, it's me Josh." Comes a shaky voice from the other side of the open door.

"Oh!" Laura yelps and immediately blushes, feeling like a total ass. Returning to her sexy position on the edge of your desk, Lauren fucks her hair one last time and puts on her best sexy smile and eyes and says in a soft and purring voice, "Come in..."

Opening the door slowly, Josh walks in carrying a bag in each hand. He is barely inside with the door shut when his eyes open wide and his jaw falls allowing his tongue to roll out at the sight before him. "You... You..." Josh can't quite spit it out, his tongue tied as he looks from Lauren's pouty and wanting face, down to her big, bulging bra cups with cleavage galore and finally to her Spanx wrapped midsection and bottom half. Even though her legs are crossed, a small glimpse of the wet spot peeking out from her crossed legs leave no room for conjecture. Lunch will come after dessert.

Unable to hide her excitement, Lauren grins and arches her back. When she does the pink of her areolas peek out from the tops of her bra cups. It is obvious that she is a little over padded today. "There is a hot and sticky roll in the oven waiting for you..." She says seductively and then uncrosses her firmly controlled thighs.

Lauren is soaked.

Setting the bags down in the chair in front of him, Josh simply walks up to Lauren and kisses her. When he does his hand cannot resist grabbing hold of her stuffed tit and groping it, his thumb pushing and rubbing on her exposed flesh watching her pink nipple from time to time. As the two of them make out, he slips his thumb into her bra cup and rubs her rock hard nipple making her purr.

"I want you to bend me over this desk and nail me from behind. I have been needing you all morning long. I just sealed a big account and I really could use my just reward." Lauren moans, rubbing Josh through the crotch of his jeans.

"Anything you want baby..." Josh groans, reaching down and opening his pants. As they fall he is already in the process of ridding his perfect woman of her Spanx. With no zipper, Josh finds out rather quickly that this is no easy task. As the garment is slowly rolled downwards, Lauren's plush figure expands when he passes her belly and hips to reveal her big white panties. Like her shape wear, they to are sopping wet between her legs and without the firm control, her belly and thighs jiggle slightly with every little movement. Crouching as he pushes it all the way down to her feet, he stands back up to kiss her while slipping his hand down the front of her undies to finger her. "So fucking sexy baby..."

"Glad you think so... Oh!" Lauren mutters then yelps when Josh finds her hard clit and starts fiddling it.

"Only you can make such boring panties look so hot..." Josh remarks under his breath as the envelopment of his hand by her plush fat turns him on more.

"Only because my ass is nice and fat... Oh fuck honey... Fuck me already!" Lauren grumbles only to squeal when Josh gives her clit another pinch.

"That's exactly right..." Hr says as he slides his hands from her crotch and takes each big swell in his hands and gives them a good and firm squeeze through her panties. "I like them big and soft, just like this." Josh says as he pushes them down then takes her big ass in his hands and squeezes it again before making her walk backwards around her desk. Kicking her chair out of the way, he pushes her over the edge of her desk and kicks her feet apart. Grabbing his hard cock, he strokes while smearing pre-cum all over her lily white buns. "Do you want me to stuff my Josh sausage in your buttery roll?"

"That sounds so... LAAAME!" Lauren starts to tease, her face warping and her eyes roll into the back of her head when Josh slips his throbbing member between her tight folds and starts railing her. Bouncing off the edge of the desk, Lauren grunts with every thrust, her pushed up little tits bouncing in and out of her bra. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, you can give me Josh sausage anytime you want! Mmmmmmmmm!"

Across the street, Victoria is approaching her first table of the day. Walking up to a table with four young businessmen seated at it, she cannot help but cock a smirk as she places a menu in front of each of them, bending over at the waist to place the last two farthest away. Of course she lingers just a little bit to make eye contact with each of the men. "Hello boys... Welcome to Al's Steakhouse." She says before standing up in her signature pose. With one foot crossed in front of the other, Victoria is slightly turned so as she is showing off the curve of her hips and butt, her thighs are also framing her big and meaty pussy bulging out crotch of her jeans. Turned only from the waist down, the small black leather belt shows off her narrow waist before the white of her button-up blouse explodes with the enormity of her massive and pointed breasts. And it is with these monster melons pushed out proudly, highlighting the disparity between them and her narrow torso, does she ask her next question, "Can I start you all off with something to... Drink?"

Looking up at their waitress with matching shit eating grin, the four men all look her up and down with appreciation, paying a little bit more attention to the massive globes jutting from her chest.

"I think we will all start off with a round of ice cold beers." First man says flashing a brilliantly beautiful smile to go along with his handsome looks.

"Domestic or imports?" Victoria asks, never once moving her hands from her waist.

Looking to his friends, "How does a round of Millers sound?" Seeing them all nod, he returns his attention to the smiling redhead and holds up four fingers. "Four of those please."

"As I always say, nothing tops American made. I'll be right back with those beers guys." Victoria says and then spins around and walks away.

At the table the four men simply watch and drool over the swaying hips and large buns stuffed in a pair of jeans that look ready to burst.

Typing in the drink order at the waitresses station, Victoria grabs a couple of menus and then heads over to her next table. Seated at the table for two are older women. Approaching them Victoria stands far more conservatively so as not to show off. "Good afternoon ladies, my name is Victoria and I will be your waitress today. Can I start either of you off with something to drink? Possibly an appetizer?"

Looking up, the older women stop their conversations and immediately their eyes narrow. Both are attractive brunettes who definitely know how to look after their appearance. However, neither one can hide their jealousy at the site of a much younger and much curvier looking woman waiting to take their order. Though they would never admit it publicly, they both took a minute to size her up and then still struggle to look her in the eye. The shear size and magnitude of Victoria's breasts are hard to ignore. Staring right at the red head's big tits, the first woman says with a dismissive tone, "a margarita." She says finally waking her eyes up to the emerald green staring down at her not as she looks back to her menu without another word, she cannot help but glance at the swollen hips and barely concealed bulge of the woman's crotch encapsulated in the tight jeans.

"Excellent choice," Victoria replies amused before looking at the next customer and asking the same thing.

"Diet Coke and onion rings please." The second woman says not even wanting to look at her waitress because she knows if she does you will be caught staring. Unlike her friend who is a solid full C, this woman is barely a handful.

"Onion rings and a Diet Coke for you in a margarita. I will be right back with your drinks after I input your appetizer." Victoria repeats and then turns and walks away with a slight grin on her face. When she thought she cannot help but overhear the two women exchange snide remarks.

"There is no way those things are real."

"Wouldn't be surprised if she had injections in her butt either." The woman with a chest says, glancing over her shoulder.

Walking up to the waitress stand, Victoria inputs the order and then heads over to the bar. When she arrives she finds Michelle polishing up some of the glasses. "I have a couple of drink orders for you."

Looking up and smiling, Michelle says down the white linen cloth and leans against the bar. "Go for it honey."

"Four Millers, a margarita and a Diet Coke regular ice." Victoria says then looks over at the door at people start coming in. "Looks like the whiny bitches will be getting some customers after all."

"No kidding." Michelle says with an eye-roll as she starts on the first batch of orders.

Turning back around, Victoria gives her jeans a little tug and then returns to her section taking the rest of the drink orders one by one and inputting the appetizers in between.

At the front, Chelsea is taking menu and bringing customers to the other three section to try and even it out as best as she can. Of course there is one or two that specifically request to be seated in Victoria's section, but for the most part people don't care and are just happy to be seated and served.

Seeing her first customer a single guy, Angie cannot help but smirk has she visibly drives hurt it and putting them up her chest to make her already impressive looking cleavage look even better. Walking up to the table, she is looking nowhere but at her customer you cannot help but look back with a smile of his own. Seeing the big bouncing tits coming right for him on a good-looking woman is always a cause to be celebrated! When she arrived he cannot help himself. "Hey there gorgeous, how are you today?"

"Fantastic, and yourself?" Angie replies as she strikes a flirtatious pose, adding a little bit more edge to the borrowed pose that she copied from Victoria. It screams take me home all over it.

"I can't complain now. I think I'll start off with a rum and coke and I'll have the beer battered halibut dinner with fries please." The man says staring right at Angie's luscious looking and bubbly breasts.

"That's one of my favorites, let me go put that in and I'll be back with your drink." Angie said that she takes the menu from the customer and turns and walks away.

A couple of tables down, Crystal is busy taking an order from a father and son. "So that'll be and iced tea, a Sprite, a kids mac and cheese and chicken fingers and a T-bone steak 16 oz for you, is that correct sir?" She says reading from her pad.

"Medium rare and don't forget the Heinz 57." He says as he cannot help but stare at the emergent waistband of Crystal's panties. Given that she is tiny, her panties come from the youth section of the store.

"Of course. Let me get this put in for you and I'll be right back." Crystal replied, nodding as she jots down the extra requests wishing she could take a moment to pull her pants back up. Putting the pad in her breast pocket, Crystal turns around and pulled her pants back up, but not before giving the man a flash of the little hearts printed on her undies.

Meanwhile Becky looks perfect as she starts on her first table of the day, taking their order with a confident smile as she runs her hand through her perfect looking hair.

"Here you go boys... Four Millers." Victoria says balancing the tray perfectly on one hand while posing like before. Feeling their eyes feast on her hot body and huge tits,, she cannot help but feel a little hot down there. "Are you all ready to... order?" As she presents herself as the perfect dessert after a hearty meal.

Unable to tear their gaze is away from the slim waist, round hips and bountiful breasts gracing their table, the four men simply smirk and nod their heads. As they take turns giving their order, they each have to forcibly refrain from making comments about wanting a little breast or leg to go along with their entrees! By the time they are all done, all four of them are nursing stiffies all over again. Oh what would they do in order to get a chance to see this marvelous looking woman naked in their beds!

"Great choices guys! The New York strip has been pretty popular in the last few weeks. I am sure you will enjoy it." Victoria says and then walks away with a confident, but permanent smile attached to her face. Putting in the order, she then returns to the rest of her tables serving drinks and taking orders at the afternoon lunch rush starts.

Back in Lauren's office, her and Josh are still going at it doggy style!

"Fuck you feel good..." Lauren groans as Josh continues thrusting hard into her, not only plowing her pussy, but also up against her plush fat ass!

"So do you baby, so do you..." Josh grunts as he feels Lauren's big and soft butt expand and jiggle against his body. In fact all of Lauren's plump body is jiggling softly and provocatively. Sliding his hand along her side, he gives her slightly hanging stomach a gentle squeeze 4 sliding his hand the rest of the way up to her breast. Taking the big and firm cup of her bra in his hand, it gives it a few playful squeezes before pushing it up and taking her actual fit in his hand. Preferring that, he gently gropes and squeezes as he slows down his thrusts for more passionate love making.

Healing her bra slide up and her little tits pop free, Lauren is to caught up in the heat of the moment, especially when Josh slows down but it's still firm to even care. Feeling his hand groping squeeze her breast, she cannot help but moan, especially when he tugs on her already rock hard nipple. "Oooooooooo baby... Lauren likes that... Yes she does uh huh..." She coos wiggle her hips, her pussy leaking even more as her juices drip down her jiggly thighs.

*SLAP!*

"OOOOOOOOHHH!" Lauren wails as her ass jiggles wildly with the fresh spank.

*TUG!*

"UNGH!" Lauren yelps, her back arching as she lifts her fave into the air eyes clenched shut when her little booby is tugged on hard.

"You are so sexy babe." Josh groans softly in her ear as he plays with Lauren's tummy fat gently. "You look so hot every day, but only I get to enjoy the plump princess beneath hidden away..." As the words pour from his lips, Josh feels his balls tighten. Feeling himself ready to blow, he quickly pulls out and just in time as he erupts all along Lauren's back.

Feeling the splatter of hot cum hit her soft skin, Lauren giggles. "Did you just make a boom boom on my back?" She asked as she stands up and turns around. Now sitting on the edge of her desk, she Simply Smiles and pulls them in for a kiss while reaching down and grabbing his softening cock with her other hand.

Feeling her stroke him, Josh relaxes as he kisses her and continues playing with her breasts while gently fingering her sopping wet pussy.

As they continue to kiss and feel each other naked in her office, neither see the little red light blinking on her desk phone...

"She isn't answering Mrs. Levin. She could still be out to lunch." Elle says disconnecting the phone.

"This is preposterous! I had an appointment! I DESERVE to be seen right now!" The uppity old woman declares with every ounce of silver she was spoon fed with her entire life. "I demand you try again."

"I..." Elle starts when she is cut off by Lori.

"I am sure Miss Black is in her office. Probably lost track of time. I can go check if you would like." Lori says and turning to do just that.

"No, no, no. Send the little one here. It's her responsibility since she is helping me." Mrs. Levin says with an air of aristocratic arrogance that is chock full of horrible rich accents.

Looking from Mrs. Levin to Lori, Elle rolls her eyes and turns and huffs away. Walking out from behind the teller desk, she walks across the lobby and then down the hall to where Lauren's secluded office is. Walking up to the door she presses her ear against the thick wood and listens. Hearing nothing she grabs the door handle and turns it...

With lunch rush in full swing, the restaurant is completely packed with everyone running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Busboys for bringing out food, the manager was helping Michele behind the bar and the waitresses were rushing to keep from falling too far behind. It came out of nowhere. One minute the restaurant was calm people were filing in at a decent enough spread so it's not overwhelm the system but then that was the bus and that threw everything into chaos.

For nearly an hour everyone was running around without pause and like usual, women in particular need a little bit of time take care of certain things. Victoria, Michelle, Angie, Becky, Crystal and Chelsea call needed to go to the bathroom, not just to pee, but to also make adjustments. All of them were suffering from the usual effects of loosening bra straps and twisted or riding up panties. In the bra department, out of all of the girls, Angie had it worse.

Her tits relied on the power of her push-up bra keep them looking beautiful and up where they belong. Now however her tits are practically falling out, either under the underwire or pouring out the top. Every time she moves her titties are jiggling more than ever and when she bends over they bell bottom leaving the stretches of skin between her chest and her breath to stretch and thin out. Basically every time she bends over she looks like she has granny tits! Add the fact that her panties are riding up her butt and it makes sense why her perfect smile is looking a little dour.

Already overwhelmed, Crystal is faring no better. Like her friend her bra to is riding up as her bra straps slide down her shoulders. What's worse however is her underwear and jeans. Both are starting to sag and she can hardly do anything keep them up! Everywhere she goes everyone gets an eyeful of the little hearts printed on them as well as the fact that the waistband is precariously close to exposing the top of her little flat butt cheeks. The pains of wearing hipster jeans when the wearer has no hips to hold them up!

Holding up the best out of the trio of the catty ones is Becky. Sure she could use a Tugger to on her bra, but for the most part it is staying right where it belongs because he actually has big enough breasts and she is wearing a more Comfort style unlike for Compadre's that go more for stylish and sex appeal. Even her big panties are faring much better than her friends with only a little bit of butt cheek hanging out. Thankfully because her clothes fit well no one is the wiser. Unfortunately her hair is not as fortunate. Not only has her wig Justin a copperhead, but a few stray strands of graying brown are sticking out the front!

Having a little bit more time, Chelsea is able to take care of her little problems as best she can when no one is looking. So far there is nothing too much to complain about it she can even go to the bathroom when she needs to.

Michelle is pretty comfortable to despite sweating her ass off behind the bar fulfilling orders for Burr costumers as well as those in the dining room around her. Set up much like an Applebee's, Al's Steakhouse bar is centrally located allowing the bartender and the manager to be able to see what is going on at the front of the store at all times.

Last but certainly not least is Victoria. Like everyone else, her bra straps are falling and her bra is twisting. Considering that the cups of her brassiere are completely inflated with gel and strapped to a non-existent chest means that she is in need of an adjustment and a tightening the most. Even though she cannot really feel it, her thong has completely wedged up her deep and artificially inflated crevices! In charge of the busiest section and needing to pee as well as being a little damp means that Victoria is also in the most discomfort. When she is not in front of customers she is grabbing her crotch and doing the pee pee dance! When she runs around her humongous boobs are bouncing and bobbling more than ever which causes her tube top to twist and shift, rolling up her stomach and down off of her giant tits! The constant running around has also caused her jeans to slide down along with a few things packed inside of them. It isn't much and for the most part everything is where it belongs, but the subtle shift in the foam padding can be felt.

"Fuck... I really need to pee..." Victoria says gasping and grabbing her crotch while at the waitress station to grab a couple of rolls of utensils. Pulling out the bucket, she is dismayed to see that it is empty. "Damn it!" She exclaims, nearly slamming the empty Tupperware bucket back in its place with a bang. Looking down she grabs her slipping tube top and pulls it back up to completely cover a bra that is sitting higher than intended and tits that are slightly lopsided. Sighing in frustration, she storms off to the bar.

Like her section, the bar is completely overwhelmed as Michelle and the manager, Bill, struggle to keep up. Filling glasses as fast as they can, they set out the new drinks and collect the old ones completely frazzled and almost sweating. Walking behind the counter, the male-dominated section all work on with approval at the over-the-top busty redhead as she walks over to one side of the bar and crouches down. When she does, the customers all get an eyeful of the best looking booty in a pair of jeans they have ever seen. As she reaches for a handful of pre-wrapped utensils, no one, not even she can hear the subtle sound emanating from within.

*rip, rip, rip...*

Deep between the foamy swells of her ripe and round looking posterior, behind the black cotton strip of her French cut thong, the seam of Victoria's nylons has begun to tear. Standing back up with her hands loaded, she looks at Bill with a sour look on her face.

Glancing over at his best and best looking waitress Bill asks, "What's up Vicki?"

Probably not the smartest thing in the world because the sassy and sarcastic look on her face is screaming. "I'll tell you what's up. It's been non-stop since I've gotten here with no end in sight. I need to pee, I need to fix my bra. My under shirt is covered in sweat, especially under my boobs. I'm sure you have heard of boob sweat, right? And I have wedgies in places that I probably shouldn't, so do you mind covering for me while I go to the bathroom?" Victoria rattles off, holding her ladened hands under her ginormous breasts, shocking everyone around her into stunned silence or subtle giggles.

Overwhelmed and shocked by the sudden Outburst from the usually calm and collected woman, Bill grabs the utensils and walks off to her section. "Go to the bathroom Vicki."

"Make sure that table seven gets two of those, okay? It's the one with the two kids that won't stop whining." Victoria says then turns and rushes to the bathroom doing everything she can to keep from cupping her crotch in front of everyone.

Running to the employee bathroom behind the kitchen, Victoria is a blur as her big tits bobble and bounce up and down generously much to the delight of the men in the kitchen! Slamming the door and walking in, she wastes no time I'm doing her belt and opening her pants. Grabbing her jeans she pushes them down her curvy bottom, hips and thighs only pausing to feel the crotch of her cotton thong bulge over her enhanced privates. Pushing her panties down and then taking a seat, Victoria reaches between her legs and opens the hairy lips sticking out from the crotchless nylons and urinates.

When she sat however, she had no idea that the little tear had silently turned into a major malfunction! Her foamy swells are now sticking out of a gaping hole in the back of her nylons!