We have an inspection today. I think to myself as I'm clocking in. I thought we had one already a couple weeks ago because one of my co-workers got mad at the boss so she went and called social services saying we have roaches. I internally roll my eyes. There's no way, we keep this place too clean.
I make my way back to my station behind the cash register. I'm a hostess so my job is to escort people to their tables and check them out. It's fairly easy except when we get busy and the waitresses get mad at me for double seating them but it's not my fault! there's only so many tables in everyone's individual sections! They really piss me off with that and with that thought I pulled my headphones out and quickly shoved them up my shirt. It's a little hack so nobody can see my headphone cords while I'm listening to music. When the music starts that's when time begins to move faster.
About 30 minutes goes by when a tall muscular man dressed in grey suit pants and a white button up walks in. I can't really see his face as my glasses broke but I can tell he's attractive. He has nice olive skin I thought as I walk up to my host stand. "Hello." I say with a small smile. "Just you?" I ask picking up silverware and a menu. He doesn't say anything. Just looks. "follow me please." I turn on my heels and begin walking him to his table. I set his menu and silverware real nice next to eachother on the table then begin to leave. I hear a low "thank you" and I follow up with a sweet "your welcome" as I walk away. After I seat someone they're not my problem anymore and that's the best part so why is the waitress looking at me like I'm wrong right now? I didn't double seat her. did I? She hastily walks to me and stops infront of the register. "He wants you to take his order."
"why?" I question with a slight attitude. "I don't know." She counters. I'm just a host but I've waited on people before, plus what the customer says goes so I walk back to his table then stop in front him. "hi, Can I start you off with a drink sir?"
"Lemon water." He says looking dead in my eyes. "okay I'll get that for you now."
All he wanted was water. Nothing else so why did he want me to take his order? I'm quickly pulled from my thoughts. "Tia!" My boss slightly yells in his thick African accent. "Go wipe some tables down. We have inspection. Go busy yourself."
"okay."I'm in the back of the restaurant we don't use anymore wiping the dust off the tables when I hear shoes hitting the floor behind me. I don't turn around though, I'm busy. The footsteps stop so I assume my boss came and went. I get up and walk to the next table bending over to wipe it. "I can see your headphones t-"
"shi-it!" I stand up quickly. "oh my god I'm so sorry! you scared me. Did you need something else?" I rush out in a huff. A slight smirk comes to his lips."How old are you?" He questions. "17." I say proudly.
"I was just saying I can see your headphones and you're not allowed to do that." He says sternly. He then takes a few steps towards me and I am now against the table as he is towering over me. "Right. Im sorry." I quickly pull my headphone out. I'm now assuming he is the inspector man but why is he so close to me? I move aside from him and begin wiping the next table. His eyes are on me. I'm not gonna lie I am nervous but I thought he had more important things to check. Like the water pressure or somet-. My thoughts are interrupted by a hand holding me down by back while another hand is rubbing my butt. I didn't think to scream, noooo instead I asked him to please stop. He doesn't say anything. He lifts me up and pulls me to the abandoned office then locks the door. I'm scared. "Let me leave!" I say with new found might. He clicks his tongue and grumbles out "you're cute" before pushing me against the wall and attacking my neck. I try pushing him away but he pulls both my hands above my head with one hand. He swiftly slides his hands in my pants and starts rubbing my clit slowly. I try to deny it but I can't. It feels good but I still want it to stop. I'm trying not to moan but he speeds up leaning his body against mine he brings his face level to mine. My eyes are closed and my mouth is slightly open as I let out tiny moans. The man stops abruptly then pulls away. I take it as a chance to move for the door as quickly as possible but he picks me up by my waist then pushes me down on the desk. No! I don't want any of this to happen. Where's my voice? I'm trying to fight him as he pulls my pants off. Nothing is working and my bottoms are on the floor...all of my bottoms. I keep my legs closed but he pries them open. Hot tears roll down the sides of my face when I feel something soft and warm moving against my clit. His tongue!? Why? He moves his tongue back and forth slightly slurping. I hear little humming coming from him as he is no doubt devouring me but I don't pay so much attention as I'm too busy moaning. He's holding my wrist down on both sides of me. I feel his tongue flicking my clit and slurping mmmm I can't. "ooooh my god. no no sto-" Endorphins fill my body. I start shaking. He won't stop! "Please stop. please." I try to say through moans. "Say please daddy." He pauses before going back in. I can't say that I don't even know this man but I ne- "Please daddy. please stop." I whimper and he stops.
"You're my little girl now and what I say. Goes."
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The Bigger Boss Man
Romance"He's actually the boss's boss." My coworker states with her voice lowering to a whisper, "-so if he says jump you better ask how high."