She was able to speak after several moments. Im sorry guys, but were closed for the night. What do you mean youre closed? It says open till 3 a.m. or ...ater! One of the guys objected with curiosity. Well, yes, we SHOULD be open… Whitney countered, but unfortunately our cook decided to go home early. I suggest you come in tomorrow and complain to the manager about it, she explained, smiling at what may happen to her ex if the manager found out. Thats pretty fucked up. So what are YOU doing here?. How her hosts longed for her, and how she desired them while hating herself and the desires she repressed with laughter and liquor. As night turn into morning, her coordination faltered and soon she found herself where she had tried so hard not to be; alone. I watched her intently, sipping on my club soda and smiling ever so pleasantly at the over done waitress who mistakenly assumed my desire for her was blind to the cellulitis that engulfed her sagging skin. The air was thick with smoke and. So soft, warm and caressing. I pull your bottom lip with my teeth and lick it with my tongue. I can feel your chest heaving faster and your breath on my face. You carefully place your coffee on a shelf amongst the dusty old books before both hands find the small of my back.I have a girly little yellow dress on with toe cleavage sandals, but they don’t help me get all the height I need to reach your face. I pull a classic pose, tip-toe on one-foot with the other leg in the air. My knee slides. A bath, food, a film, wine and a couple of orgasms later, she was curled up in her bed ready to catch up on her sleep after what had proved to be a long shift.The alarm went at 7:00 and Christine stirred, made coffee and toast before grabbing a shower and getting dressed for her trip to the Home Counties. She picked out a nice off the shoulder black mini dress, which was tight around her bottom and loose around her breasts. She also pulled out some heels and her favourite matching lace bra and.