Part 1 of a sequence from
son2j, guest staring
PepsiIsMyBlood.
Looks like Mikayla is having a nice slow day at work, she even has time to chat with a friend between tables.
But could something be lurking around the corner to shake up this calm day? Something strange, something unexpected, something lewd?
Guess we'll have to see...
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son2j, guest staring
PepsiIsMyBlood.Looks like Mikayla is having a nice slow day at work, she even has time to chat with a friend between tables.
But could something be lurking around the corner to shake up this calm day? Something strange, something unexpected, something lewd?
Guess we'll have to see...
Monday mornings were usually the slowest days of the week. So slow that only one server needed to be on staff at any given time, and even then there might be long stretches of time where the door bell remained silent and boredom had a chance to set in. Most servers couldn't enjoy the dead periods as much as the cooks, who got paid hourly, as no customers meant no tips and no tips meant no money
But it didn't bother Mikayla very much. She didn't really need the money, this job was just a way to get out of the house and stay active. The slow periods gave her plenty of time to clean up, relax, and bip-bop around on her phone behind the manager's back. Sometimes she would ask a friend to come down and keep her company in exchange for some pancakes and coffee on the house, and this was such a day.
Jakob settled onto the comfy plastic stool mid-conversation with his waitress friend. She was easy to talk to, the subject never mattered much. The weather, politics, movies, the vixen's bubbly attitude made any proverbial fat enjoyable to chew over. The topic of home came up, and the wolf inquired about the the vixen's other half. How was Hemera, he would ask. Anything interesting happening with that devious dragoness? Anything spicy~?
Mikayla's ears grew warm with blush at the friendly prodding. Indeed she and her draconic wife had been up to some particularly spicy antics over the weekend, her knees were still sore friom shaking and she had the housing repair quote to prove it. Dangerous thoughs, not just because of the inappropriateness of the subject for a place of work, but because of the butterflies in her stomach. Try as she might to supress the feeling of arousal, the fresh memories of a weekend of passion were making Mikayla hot under the collar. She tried to occupy her brain with other things, but the invasive thoughts persisted. How Hemera had accosted her for hours after work, how the pair had had a little too much to drink, how they had found themselves fooling around on the couch, and how good that tongue of hers was. The more she tried not to think about it, the more it pushed its way to the forefront of her mind. The shuddering, the moaning, the clenching, the stretching, the swelling, the growing...
As her breathing deepened and her heart began to beat the tattoo of a fox in heat, an oblivious wolf was halted in his suddenly one-sided conversation by the sound of creaking fabric. He could see from the look in her eyes that his waitress was swiftly working herself into an aroused frenzy. By the time he summoned enough sense to start attempting to leave the stool, a button pinged off of Mikayla's blouse and bounced harmlessly against his forehead.PREVIOUS || FIRST || NEXTPosted using PostyBirb
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