Page 41 of Single Girl Rules #ThreeHeadedMonster

The door swung open and the waiter walked in. He kept one hand over his eyes while he waved the other around to make sure he didn’t bust his face on anything.

With each step, the aroma of coconut and pineapple grew stronger.

“Where are you?” he asked, still inching forward and waving his hand around.

Rather than answering, I just stepped into his path. His hand collided with my naked breast.

He squeezed it.

I screamed.

He opened his eyes.

I screamed again and covered myself. “I said not to look!”

“I didn’t mean to,” he said. “It was just a reflex when I ran into you.”

“You’re still looking.”

He turned away. “I’m so sorry.”

“You’re still looking at me in the mirror.” I gave him a saucy smile in the mirror. “Do you like what you see?”

He nodded.

I let my hands fall to my sides. “How about now?”

“Holy shit.”

I leaned against the vanity, arching my back. “Did you bring my napkins?”

“Yeah.” He turned to me and pulled a stack of napkins out of his serving apron.

I took them and tossed them onto the counter. “Thanks. But I actually needed something else.”

“What can I get for you?”

“Is it too late to change my dinner order?”

He looked confused. “Probably. But I’ll make an exception for you. Would you like a rib-eye instead of the crab cakes?”

“No.” I arched my back even more. “I want you to lift me onto this counter and eat my pussy.”

His eyes traveled down my body. “Of course, miss. But that’s more of an appetizer for me than an entrée for you. Would you like to hear our dinner specials?”

“Sure.”

“So first we have a lovely crab bisque.” He took a step toward me. “And we also just added a footlong wiener.”

“I like the sound of that second one.”

“I thought you might.” He untied his apron and then let his tuxedo pants fall to the floor. His cock was already at full attention. To call it a foot long was a bit of an exaggeration. It was probably just over eight inches. But what really intrigued me was the head to shaft ratio. The head was so thick that it almost looked like the top of a mushroom. I bet it would feel amazing sliding in and out of me.

“Well that looks absolutely delicious. I’ll have one of those.”

“Excellent choice. Let me just lock the door…”

“Don?

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