Triplets Make Five

Never in my life had I ever cum that hard. Never in my life had I been so willing and eager to suck a man’s dick down my throat. His dark brown eyes set back into his tanned skin churned something in the pit of my pelvis that I didn’t understand. I went over to the sink and washed my hands before splashing some cool water in my face.

It wouldn’t be very professional if I walked back out into the restaurant with my tits hard as a rock.

All day, I rushed around and worked. I brought people their food and fixed what was wrong. I took the brunt of the anger for unsatisfied customers before bringing the issues to my manager, and all the while I saw him in everything I did. Every time I delivered someone a salad, I thought about the decadent flavors on top the one I’d ordered during my lunch with him. If someone sat down with dark brown eyes, I couldn’t help but think about his stare on my body. If someone raked their hands through a mat of light blonde hair, all I could think about was how my hands curled into his, so I could pull his face closer into my pussy.

“Ma’am? Ma’am, you there?”

“Oh, yes. I’m so sorry, it’s been a long day. What can I get for you this evening?” I asked.

“I asked for a diet coke. My waitress brought me a regular one. I was just wondering if you could change it out for me.”

“Not only that, I’ll remove the drink from your tab. It’s the least we can do for the mix up,” I said. “Be right back.”

I changed out the man’s drink before flagging his waitress down. She was a new girl who had just been thrown into the thick of it, and I told her to remove his drink before taking it over to him. She apologized profusely, and at any other point in time I would’ve reprimanded her for it. We might not be an upscale restaurant, but that didn’t mean we didn’t have standards.

But, I had to excuse myself to the bathroom.

“I’m so sorry, Ella. Really. I swear I thought he said ‘diet’,” she said.

“It’s alright. Take a deep breath, pay attention, and if you need some caffeine we always keep a pot of coffee going just for us in the back. Take it to him and apologize, then go get yourself some,” I said.

I watched her set off before I scurried into the bathroom. I splashed more water in my face and took a deep breath, and I slowly started to feel better. As my eyes panned back up to the mirror I caught a glimpse of my red lipstick.

And all I could think about was the imprint of my lips I left on his skin when I sucked his cock down my throat.

“Ella? You in there?”

A knock came at the door as my boss’s voice ripped me from my trance.

“What is it, Mike?”

“You’ve been here all damn day. Go home and get some rest. I’ll need you tomorrow morning,” he said.

“Thanks. Got it. I’ll cash out in a sec.” I knew I was going to be taking home bank today after the double shift I’d just worked. I dried off my face and cashed myself out before I shoved the wad of cash in my purse. On nights like this when I was heading home by myself, I always made sure I had my mace in my hand in case someone tried to rob me. Usually, I was fine. But, this had been a very lucrative day for me, and the cash alone I was carrying would furnish my new bedroom.

I wasn’t willing to give that up just because someone wanted to be greedy.

11

Ella

I’m sending a car to get you. I’ll be meeting you in my office. Should this be to your liking, simply get ready and go down to meet the car in 30 minutes. If not, let me know.

I had no idea how to respond to the text message. Did he know I was still at work? Did he know where I worked? How could he know any of this about me?

I’m at work, Foster. I don’t get off for another hour.

I sent him the message and felt a pang of disappointment. I couldn’t stop thinking about him since our last encounter, and had this been any other point during the week I would’ve been ecstatic.

But, I’d just pulled another double shift and I was gross. I was sweating, I smelled of stale burgers and I was exhausted.

Then the car will be sitting out there waiting for you. See you in an hour.

I watched the clock on the wall while the last minutes of my shift ticked down. I thought about sneaking to the bathroom and using the soap to wash down my body quickly. A bit underneath my armpits, some soap between my legs. Anything to make me feel better about going and seeing him.

I was excited to see him, but I wouldn’t be looking my best.

When I was finally let off my shift, there was a car sitting out front. The lights were on and flashed when I exited the restaurant. I climbed in back before a kind old man smiled in my direction, then he proceeded to back out of the parking space and head towards Foster’s office. I raked through my purse, spritzing on a bit of perfume before I touched up my red lipstick.