Little Flows – 3

“I would like an order of white sauce on the side though,” she added looking at the clearly confused kid. “This one didn’t get nearly as much,” she then added, making him realize what it was he was looking at.

When he finally managed to actually take our order and walk back with it, he did so with a noticeable bit of awkwardness, reaching down to adjust himself quickly before anyone else noticed his predicament.

“Think that will pose any problems?” I actually wondered.

Dania laughed. “I doubt it, usually you know if someone’s going to be a shit, or be difficult. Not that kid. If anything, he’s already thinking that this is the best fucking day he’s ever had while working here. I’m sure we’re about to get really excellent service from him too. Bet he makes all kinds of trips back here to see how we’re doing.”

“Well if he does, maybe we should make sure we give him a really nice tip, or rather you give his tip something nice,” I hinted once again seeing Dania’s eyebrows raise.

“You’re going to be a lot more fun and interesting than I first thought,” she then told me as we both noticed our waiter heading back towards us with our drinks. Dania quickly glanced about smiling just as he reached us, likewise smiling and far less befuddled.

“I wonder…could we move to that table over there?” she asked.

I glanced over myself, almost immediately realizing where she was going with this. The table was one of those that would rarely be seated, tucked as it was almost as an afterthought around a section of the wall that was jutting out where the bathrooms had been built across from the other side. As such, it was almost invisible to the rest of the dining area.

“Ah sure…I guess,” our waiter said, helping us to take over our silverware as we carried over our drinks. Once again she leaned forward, her tits coming back into view again.

“Thank you,” she told him. “This is much, much better. Now then…can I see your cock please?”

“I’m sorry…what?”

“Your cock! Is it hard? Is it nice and stiff?” she asked again. Once again he appeared flustered. “Tell you what, go check on our order, think about what I asked. When you come back, if you want to see all of these again, she said pulling her blouse down completely baring her tits, though doing so only briefly. “I want to see you reach down and unzip your fly as you approach us. If you do, I’ll even play with it a little while you stare at my breasts. If you don’t…then we’ll not mention any of this further, or tease you again. Now…go ahead, see how our lunch is…coming,” she said purposely emphasizing the word.

“You’re naughty.”

“And you’re horny…tell me you’re not. Tell me the thought of that young man walking back here, pulling his zipper down so I can fondle his prick isn’t exciting to you.”

“Sorry, I wouldn’t lie to you. That is exciting, and I’m curious now to see if he’ll do it.”

“Well I’m curious to see if you’ll do something for me.”

“What?”

“Take yours out too. Sit there and play with it for me. And keep playing with it. With luck, maybe I’ll get dessert before lunch arrives.”

It was several minutes before we saw our waiter approaching, I was beginning to have my doubts that he’d even return when he suddenly did. And then as he did, he glanced quickly off to either side, his hand suddenly coming down to unzip his fly as he approached us.

“We should have bet,” Dania stated grinning from ear to ear. And then she said, “Trade me sides.”

“What? I still have my dick out.”