Friday, August 30, 2013

Good Service








I was flicking through my Tumblr this morning and I came accross this image. I thought I would share what went through my head after that

 

On the last day of their holiday, Lucy and John planned to spend their day visiting their favourite places one last time. The first stop was the café where they had breakfasted almost every day. As they walked through the door they were greeted by the young waiter that had been there almost every morning they had visited. Efficiently he showed them to their table. As he pulled out her chair Lucy stepped past him, allowing her body to brush his. She let her gaze linger over the athletic body under the crisp white shirt before falling down to the apron tied around his waist. As she sat she leaned back a little, letting him see her nipples hard against the thin fabric of her sun dress. Across the table her husband smirked. 


The waiter finished filling her glass and turned to fill her husband's. Lucy took a moment to take in his fantastic arse. It was the thing she liked most about him. Mainly because the long black apron that he wore covered his other best part. 


"Do you want to order now or did you need a moment?" The waiter's voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked up at him noting the faint colour on his cheeks.  


"Just the usual thanks," Lucy smiled up at him. Across the table her husband agreed. The waiter made a note in his pad and turned and walked away.


Lucy stretched back on her chair, enjoying the sunshine. All around them the café buzzed with people starting their day. 


"I know what you are up to," her husband interrupted her thoughts.


Lucy took a sip of her drink and looked at her husband over the rim of her glass with wide innocent eyes,


"I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about." She pressed her hand against her breast. "I am just here enjoying this fantastic sunshine. 


The waiter appeared with their breakfast placing the plates carefully on the table before turning away to go and fetch their coffees. Lucy inhaled the smell of perfectly cooked omelette before she delicately cut into the fluffy eggs. Coffee appeared on the table in front of her and she looked up at the waiter, letting her fork rest on her lip for a moment. He shuffled awkwardly and looked downwards. Lucy reached down with her spare hand and lifted the hem of her dress to give him a glimpse of smooth tanned thigh. 


Awkwardly the waiter shuffled, "Was there anything else?" his face was flushed and his hands clasped over his apron. 


"Not right now, thanks," Lucy moved her shoulder slightly and the strap of her dress slipped downwards. 


"Ok then," the waiter's eyes were fixed on the neckline of Lucy's dress, "I will be back later to make sure everything is OK then." There was a pause before he turned and walked away. Casually Lucy let her fork fall on the ground. 


"Honey would you get that for me?" she looked across at her husband with wide innocent eyes. 


"Sure." With a smirk her husband bent down from his chair to retrieve the fork.


"While you are down there," Lucy quipped. Her gaze travelled across the café to where the waiter was attending to another young couple. She leaned back on her chair as she felt the first tentative touch of her husband's lips on her pussy. As his tongue made its way into her slit she was happy that she had taken time to shave that morning.  She lay back a little further allowing her legs to spread further apart. Across the room she locked eyes with the waiter. He finished taking the new couple's order and made his way to the kitchen. Under the table her husband slid his tongue deeper. She gripped the arms of the chair as he lapped at the hot wetness that was pouring out of her.


"How is everything?" The voice of the waiter interrupted her thoughts.


"Everything is just perfect," Lucy gasped. She lifted the table cloth aside so that the waiter could see the outline of her husband's head as it pressed into her groin. She slipped the strap of her dress down, allowing him to see her nipple hard with excitement. Under the table her husband slid a finger into her hot wet cunt tilting it expertly as he pressed his tongue against her hard node. The familiar warm pressure began to build in her belly. Lucy slid her finger into the neck of her dress and pinched her nipple. She looked into the eyes of the waiter as she came muting the sound of her pleasure to a whimper. 


Her body sagged against the chair as her husband re-appeared on the other side of the table with a fork in his hand. 


"Found it." He announced cheerily wiping the wetness from Lucy's cunt from his chin with a napkin. 


Without speaking the waiter wrote on his pad and passed the page to Lucy.


"I am glad you enjoyed your breakfast." He smiled to her as he turned and walked away. 


Lucy looked down at the paper before handing it to her husband with a smile of triumph.


"Perhaps we will find something new to enjoy today after all."  


Something for the weekend


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1 comment:

  1. That sounds like the perfect way to enjoy breakfast to me!

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