“Oh my gosh that was SO awkward!” Jessica announced in a hushed tone to Karen.
“Oh, he is TOTALLY biting too. I bet he’s contemplating with himself RIGHT NOW whether he has a shot with you or not!” Karen commentated, as she had been watching from the kitchen’s small window.
“Shut up,” Jessica squeaked, grinning at the fun. “There’s no way. He seems friendly enough,” Jessica explained as she poured the man’s beer. “Anyway, it was fun, but I’ve to act professional now.”
“Bullshit, you do!” Karen countered, taking full advantage of her friendship with her boss. “You have to keep going! You know you want to play with him more!”
“But I can’t…” the woman battled with herself in her mind. “Well…” she started, but was quickly cut off by Karen.
“Good!” the subordinate assumed her argument had persuaded her boss. “Now here, this will help!” She quickly unbuttoned the top three buttons to Jessica’s blouse, revealing more cleavage than the 28 year old had ever dared to show in public.
“Karen!” Jessica shrieked as her employee tugged at her bust. “Not okay in the work place!” she scolded before quickly adding “Or any place else, mind you!” Despite her fury, she didn’t even attempt to rebutton herself as she headed out the kitchen doors back into the dining area once more.
“Here you are, sir,” she announced her presence as she circled around the stranger.
“Ah, thank you very much,” the man lowered his newspaper, his eyes quickly finding the two orbs dangling in his face as Jessica was bending over to set the two drinks onto the table.
“Have you decided what to order, or should I give you some more time?” Jessica asked, still slightly slouching herself to continue her tease.
“I, uh. I will have the roast beef sandwich with the au jus sauce please,” he managed to control himself, dragging his eyes back up to Jessica’s smiling face.
“Okay, that’ll be one french dip,” Jessica continued her routine. “And you have a choice of side salad, soup, or french fries. Which would you prefer?”
“Oh, ah soup please. What is the soup today?” he asked her.
“Today is… Thursday right? It’ll be the bacon and potato,” she managed to remember.
“Oh, sounds great, thank you!” the man concluded.
“No, thank you!” Jessica countered. She announced that the food would be out soon. As she walked away, she swung her hips ever so slightly so that her butt grazed against the man’s shoulder. She grinned, now out of his line of sight, as she headed back to the kitchen to discuss her latest happenings with her friend.
“You were right, this IS a lot of fun,” she conceded to her colleague.
“I told you! I can’t believe you’ve NEVER done this before. It’s one of my favorite things to do,” Karen responded with another grin.
“Not while at work, I hope,” Jessica teased. Passing the order off to the cook in the back of the kitchen, the two girls were able to gossip some more about the older man.
“How daring are you willing to be?” Karen asked, her eye’s narrowing mischievously.
Jessica paused in thought before replying. “I don’t know… What did you have in mind?”
“Well first, bite your lip a lot when you talk. and shuffle your legs. It’ll make him think you’re getting… interested. And add more verbal hints. Talk about how he’s cute and stuff like that,” Karen explained.
“I can try some of that,” the rookie-flirter decided. The duo schemed for quite a few minutes as the cook soon interrupted them, announcing the soup and sandwich’s completion. Jessica took a deep breath as she reached for the plates.
Pushing out into the dining area once more, Jessica found the older man’s eyes had already locked onto her. As she pranced his way, she could feel her tits bouncing with her steps, until she finally made it to her patron’s table.
“Here you are, sir,” she bent down, again purposefully shoving her mass cleavage into the man’s view. Rising back up, she added in, “Is there ANYthing else I can do for you, sweety?”
“Oh, no thank you,” the man declined, although he seemed deep in thought, his eyes focused obviously well-below her face. “Actually, I’m almost dry on water. Do you think I could get a refill?”
“Anything for a cutie like yourself!” Jessica tried to subtly add in, without going over-the-top and ruining the act. And it seemed she had succeeded, as the older man glowed at her attention, smiling at her most recent comment.
She started back for the kitchen, walking past the man to get his water, when suddenly, she stopped cold. Well actually, she didn’t stop on her own accord. Instead, she felt the man’s left arm grab hold of her waist, holding her in position as his right hand firmly gripped her right butt cheek. Jessica’s eye’s shot open, turning her head to scold the customer with her eyes, but found his face unchanged, nothing but pure lust showing in his face as his hand squeezed the young hottie’s ass with gusto.
Jessica gently tried to pull away, now seeing that her flirting had resulted in more than she had desired, but found the man’s grip was stronger than she had expected. She slowly felt his left arm come into contact with her groin, causing her to jump away, quickly breaking the man’s grip.
“Excuse me! That is QUITE enough!” she shouted, throwing discretion aside. “If you EVER lay another hand on me, I won’t think twice about slapping that smile right off your face!” she warned.
The man’s smile indeed faded in an instant, but a few seconds later was replaced by anger. “Oh I see, it’s okay for you to flirt and get your rocks off on an older man like me, and you get to walk away, guilt free at my expense! But when I take it for face value, you act like a little BITCH and yell at me? You won’t be the only one that throws a swing or two! If you act like a no-good slut, that’s exactly what I’ll treat you like! Do you hear me, whore?!”
Jessica was taken aback, tears were already welling up in her eyes from the guilt and shame of the stranger scolding her for her actions.
“If you you keep treating men like this, you’ll get what’s coming to you, do you understand me?!” he continued in his fit of rage. “Now get me my water, slut. And be quick about it.” As he sent her off, he slapped her ass once more for good measure before she hurried out of reach.
Hurrying back into the kitchen, Jessica realized she had been holding her breath. Finally exhaling, she starting crying from the pent up stress.
“That was… unexpected. I am SO sorry, Jessica!” Karen offered. Jessica waved her off, explaining that it was her own fault for taking it that far, but that she thought it’d be a good idea if Karen took the man his refill. Karen, who was feeling just as guilty about the ordeal she had overheard, agreed, and was quickly out the door with the water.
Jessica just watched from the kitchen window as Karen brought the man the full glass, trying to keep professional as she did so. It didn’t take long for the man to counter with another scolding. “Oh, so now she’s too embarrassed to bring it herself, hmm? Well you tell HER that I don’t need a second slut to do her job for me. You both are nothing but bitches!” The old man stood up, and for a second, Jessica thought he was going to actually hit Karen, but was relieved to see the man turn and march out of the diner, announcing that he was not paying, due to the rudeness he had received, and that both girls had better act right, or they would be treated as their sins deserved.