We start kissing passionately, n then u begin kissing my neck, then moving south. Ur fingers rubbing my clit. U start to remove my thong, but I tell u...no my heart, not yet. I lead u to the living room n tell u to sit on the couch. I then begin to dance n sway to the music, slowly removing my clothes. One piece at a time, grinding on u as I go. I can feel ur erection swelling, making ur shorts oh so uncomfortable. You tell me to stop when I get down to the garter belt n stockings and then u pull. I grabbed the open booth directly in the middle of the room. i locked the door, took a seat, and listened to my surroundings for a moment. i knew there was something interesting going on in the booth to the left of me, cuz i could hear intense moaning...i peaked thru the hole because it wasnt closed, meaning he must want me to watch him. thru the hole i saw 1 man, pants off, legs spread. i could only see his backside cuz he was facing the opposite direction, watching his video. i could see what. You reach under the table and accidentally grab my crotch. You smile at me and rub the outline of my cock a couple more times before reaching into my pocket and getting my keys. Eventually, your shift comes to an end and it’s time for us to leave. We get to my house a short distance away. You’re still in your Hooters uniform. We go inside and I ask if you want a drink. You say you’d love one. You take a seat on the couch as I go into the kitchen to get fix you a drink. I bring you your. ‘This is really nice,’ Bella said. ‘From what Malcolm said, I imagined something a little more … well, rustic. This looks like something off a postcard.’ Tom grinned. ‘Well, it’s hardly a palace. Also, it’s amazing what a coat of paint will do.’ Bella followed him into the cottage. ‘This is it,’ he said. ‘What you see is pretty much what you get. There’s a bathroom though there, if you need it. The bedroom’s next door. And through that door is where I do most of my writing – either there or out.