I gurgled the water and release a dramatic exhale. "Aah, well, what did you expect?" I took another long pull as she returned to her countertops, wipi...g them with a towel. Like I said, it was a little thing. But as I pulled the bottle from my lips and turned to look at her, the memory of her hand on my waist created a vestigial impression, almost as if it were still there. I watched her move, confident and practiced as she completed her routine. Come on , I thought, there's nothing sexy about. One night Sal was out sick so we had to fend for ourselves, which wasn’t a big deal, we all knew our jobs. One of the kitchen guys Matt was in charge of dealing with the cash at the end of the day and we all got on with it. But it was later in the night and there was a group of guys getting a little rowdy. Tammie was serving them and I could see they were being a little mouthy, all the girls here are pretty thick skinned and have learned to deal with it but, Brad hadn’t.Tammie came over looking. ‘Isn’t this spring air delicious?’ ‘I love it.’ She buried her face in her folded arms as she lay on her stomach. Donald tickled the backs of her legs softly with his moving fingers. He inventoried the curves of her neck, her small waist, her round hips and shapely legs with his eyes, and wondered how much of them belonged to him tonight. Rachel rolled over to look at him. ‘Why are you so good to me? What did I ever do to deserve you? I feel like a fairy princess in a story that can’t possibly. I reached down and pulled the belt free on her bathrobe. I was able to pull her robe off her shoulders, and it fell down her arms to her waist. I think my step-mom was in shock at what I had done. I reached over with my hand and cupped one of her tits. "Justin, please don't," she said as she contradicted herself by holding my hand against her tit. There was no way I would or even could stop myself. I lowered my face and took a taught nipple into my mouth. My step-mom let out a sigh as I started.