He was the hottest guy she had ever seen. “Sally, if ‘Mr. Bangable’ comes up, seat him in my section,” Julie told her coworker.She and Sally w...re two of the three girls on staff today. The small lakefront town had a shortage of workers, so the restaurant owner resorted to hiring school-aged girls from all over the area. They were all wearing tight jeans/yoga pants and even tighter tee shirts with the restaurant logo.Not looking up from her work, Sally asked, “Why?” “Because he’s hot and rich. I was feeling like I needed a piss. I hadn’t pissed since downing the beers at the pub a few hours ago and I was ready to burst. Coincidently, Julie looked at me and asked if I needed to piss. I said I did but she told me not to, she said we had a guest and that I had to hold it. Chris chimed in and said that he had to also piss so, seizing an opportunity, I asked him if he’d like to point that lovely cock at my face and empty his bladder in my mouth and over my hairy chest. He didn’t need a. She did trust him more than the last time she thought of it. She tried some more, even doing that face scrub but she botched it, getting the cream in his eye. He was sweet about it, washing his eye out with a stream of cold water from the tap. No wonder she couldn’t do it. She didn’t love him. But before giving up entirely she got the chair and sat behind him, his head resting on a folded towel on the rim. She began to rub his scalp as he had done and closed her eyes. She blocked out everything. He had followed us to this secluded spot. They had harsh words and dad told me to get in his car. Stan was ready to fight my dad, but he held off. He then got in his car and burned rubber away from us. Needless to say I caught hell on the way home. The next day Stan and I were at it again after school in another hidden spot. This time we got real hot and he took off my panties. He put his head between my legs and began to lick me there. It was so intense, and he kept licking more and more.