No touching, no fraternising and no drinking.It was fun, and quite a turn-on galivanting around in skimpy clothes, being assessed by the horny punters... and getting tips out of all proportion to the pay. Kat and I found ways after work in the early hours to unwind and help us sleep. I'll leave that to your imagination as I have so much more to tell you.It was almost time to go home, and I had finished work the day before, but Kat had one more duty to go. I decided that having spent all summer as. Once I finished eating, I stood up and stretched in front of the two horny eighteen year olds, which allowed for my skirt to ride up more than socially acceptable and allowed my large breasts to be showcased in all their grandeur.Once I assuredly had their cocks begging for release from their pants, I added to their situation by bending down to grab their empty plates lingering just long enough for each of them to peek down my ample cleavage. I dressed to impress on my job, professional but. The next glass of wine saw me flirt with him.I took advantage of his reaction and bent over him, allowing him to smell my perfume and my female scent.He told me I was beautiful and asked me if I fucked.He took me aback but I smiled as we walked inside.He was quite a man.Nice big throbber, and as he pulled my top off and hooked his finger into my shorts, I was ready to let this happen, I wanted him to use me.I was married but I was sexed up and a little drunk and I just wanted to feel the hard. "I leaned my left arm over him, holding on to his waist so he wouldn't slide or roll. I took his right hand in mine."I don't think you're fat. Or stupid."We pulled into the hospital and backed up into the emergency ramp. The back doors slammed open and the attendants unlatched and then slid out the gurney. I saw Jeff waiting inside the sliding doors to the emergency room. He was bent over, examining Bubba even as they wheeled him in.I got out of the ambulance to find Mrs. Bond standing near the.