some business friend

up until now, i've written this story only in german, but i think it's worthwhile being translated into english (well yes i know: MY english is still rather strange, but still better than your german, haha...).

this happened a year ago with a business friend, it guided to some very very horny days, and if i feel like it, i will write again about the further things that happened. but this is the start of it all:

i had a meeting with marc in a street café. we got to know each other during a business meeting and had to sit in front of each other in long negotiations. i knew that marc had been some sort of fascinated by me. but i felt also the looks of his female boss on my ass during the breaks, i felt her eyes on my lips. just a little bit, i flirted also with marc, i liked his intelligence, i liked his looks.

he phoned me after the business meeting, asking me if we couldn't meet during the weekend, as they had lost the last flight on friday, and during the weekend, there was no chance to get on another flight. that's why his boss kirsten and marc though, so what, we'll stay the weekend in this nice town. that's why he called me. kirsten preferred to stay in the hotel and relax a bit.

i came to the meeting with marc in a very thin summer dress, showing my body pretty well. marc stood up to greet me, and i saw immediately the bulge in his pants. he noticed that i noticed, i'm sure about that (he told me later). then he sat down again, observing me as i made my way through the chairs, swaying my little firm ass around.

he has told me that in that moment, he was thinking of pushing my light dress up, to kneel in front of me, caressing my ass and licking hard over it with his tongue.

but his face was angelic, he was the true gentleman, and when he asked me what i wanted to drink and i answered “gin tonic, please”, he just raised his eyebrow a little, as it was only 2pm. we cheered and started to drink and talk, and i found out that he was truely fascinated by his boss. she surely was highly professional, very cool. and very sexy.

when i had fallen the night before in my bed, very tired from the long talks of our negotiations, my hands opened my blouse as if in auto pilot, they slipped under my my shirt, and then i rubbed hard and fast over my small tits. my god, how hard my nipples were... this kirsten was exactly my type of woman, so cool, and soooo erotic. i dragged up my mini skirt and placed a hand on my already wet pussy. ahhh... i would have given the world to have kirsten's hand there, in that moment... slowly, i sank two fingers in my smacking cunt,,, but i would have needed also a cock... this guy, her assistent... what was again his name... ah yeah, marc... he looked cute... i could immagine well how he fucked his boss from behind... i closed my eyes and abandoned to my horny fantasies, all around kirsten and marc, and obviously also around me, and i was falling from orgasm to orgasm.

and now, i was in front of him in this little cosy café, and i was starring on his lips while he talked about kirsten. after a while, my stares were irritating him, e went frequently qith his fingers over his lips or licked shortly over them.

there was a lot of noise on the street, and i had to bend over to him to make him understand what i said. doing that, i offered him good long looks right in my cleavage. on purpose, i haven't had any underwear on. so, i was bending over to him, and i felt it was the time to attack, so i placed my mouth very close to his ear, letting him feel my lips, and asked him:

“and... have you already fucked her?”

first, he looked at me as if he didn't understand right, then he smiled.

“yes, when she's in the mood, she allows me to fuck her.”

“and, is it nice? are you fucking your boss well?”

“well, i guess so. at least, she moans quite heavily, the little slut, when i bang her...”

i don't know why, but there was this immediate erotic atmosphere. we both figured out that we were both into dirty talk, and we abandoned to that. but that was not all: he had the ability to make me just think of sex, of nothing else. it was amazing.

i sat in front of him and spread my legs slightly. my dress had slid up quite a bit, and he could see that i was not wearing any panties, either. marc's looks wandered over my shaved cunt, first, as if by chance, but then he looked at me longer and bodly.

“how do you prefer to do it to her, marc?”,

i asked, moving a bit back and forth on the chair, my dress still slid more up. marc looked around them, i bet he was thinking, “my god, the people will see this, the people will notice that this whore is sitting here nearly naked...”, but nobody seemed to notice me. he bended forward and stretched with his hand for my cunt, saying,

“she prefers to be fucked from behind while watching herself in a mirror, thus getting an extra kick...”

i playfully took his hand away which had come very close to my naked pussy, this time a bit more decisive. i threw this half tempting, half arrogant look at him, letting him feel my dominance, and he was immediately playing in defense.

“well, you're good in talking, aren't you?”,

i told him, letting my eyes wander around on the street. i bend another time forward to show him my small tits and my flat stomach. he still didn't quite get it that i was literally completely naked in public with him.

then i looked firmly at him and said,

“anyhow, i just go refresh myself a bit. the gin tonic is making me feel a little dizzy...”

then, i stood up quickly, and because my dress was still up, for a glimse, my pussy was very close to his face, i'm sure he must have smelled how excited i was, then i went for the bathroom.

it was in the basement, my heels were clicking on the tiled floor. i was standing a bit without breath in the dirty toilet. i hoped he had understood what i wanted. i was sooooo horny... i wanted him, i wanted his cock... and i wanted to fuck, now, here, immediately, in this untidy little toilet, quick, hard and dirty. but was he game for this? i didn't know him that well...

i leaned with my shoulders against the tiles of the wall and pulled up my dress to free my cunt. god, how i wanted that man... i placed my right hand on my flat hard belly, and then, i left it sliding down, over my belly button and deeper... deeper and eeper. when i arrived at my swollen lips, i placed my hand over them and started to press my hips against my hand. i left my hand totally without any movement and just pressed my cunt more and more wanting against my fingers.

then i heard somebody coming down the stairs. i couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. i stopped my little play for short, but when i didn't hear anymore any noises from the siars or from the corridor, i started to carress me again, thinking, “oh fuck, that's so typical, this idiot doesn't have the guts to show up here...”, when the door flew open.

marc was standing in the door, smiling at me.

“so here's where you are...”

i was still rubbing my cunt, opening my lips, i looked him deeply in his eyes and then i said,

“come here... come here and fuck me... fuck me now, please...”

then, i slid my middlefinger in my now very wet pussy, deep into myself, deep until the knuckle, and then i pulled it again out. i looked at it in the light of the dim light bulb hanging from the floor, and then i licked my juice off it. doing so, i looked directly at the bulge in between marc's legs.

“come here... come here to me...”

as if in trance, he opened the belt of his pants and unbuttoned them. his beautiful and hard cock sprang out, and he wrapped his hand around it while stepping out of his pants and his boxer shorts. he smiled at me and said,

“okay, my little slut, so you want that i bang you right here, in this toilet... okay, okay, you whore, i'm game... you have made me so fucking horny, all this time... put down your dress, i wanna see your tits...”

i dragged the dress over my head, his lookes were transfixed on my small hard tits. he understood from my rock hard nipples how horny i was in that moment.

“come here, you dirty whore, and suck my dick!”,

he said. i slid down the tile wall, falling on hands and knees, and crawled slowly over the dirty floor over to him. doing so, i looked always up to him, like a little kitten is looking up to its lordling.

he stroked his cock with slow and calm movements while i was coming closer and closer.

“yeah, come over here. that's right, you horny bitch. come on and suck my cock... do you feel how horny i am? god, my balls are so full, damn whore... ahhhh... ahhhh... oh yesss... go around the tip with your tongue, just like that... hmmmm... good... you are doing that pretty good, you are a damn fuck slut, aren't you... ohhh yesss... massage my balls, that's so fucking great....”

tenderly, he placed his hand on my head, his fingers ran through my hair, he was caressing his little randy kitten that wanted to be fucked oh so badly. then he pressed my head close to him, allowing his cock to run deep in my throat. i was for a second without air, but i didn't care, i wanted his cock deep down in me...

slowly, i kissed upwards, over his belly, sliding with the fingers of one hand over his chest while my other hand still massaged his cock. my tongue went over his throat, pressing, wanting, a mix of tenderness and randy dirtyness. with a hand he grabbed wildly at my ass, enjoying the feel of my roudn hard ass against the palm of his hand. with his left hand, he grabbed my tits, twisting and turning my rock hard nipples. i moaned loudly.

we looked each other in the eyes. i saw his look saying “i wanna fuck you, claudia, i just wanna fuck you, just the best way i am able to, you fucking slut”. our looks sucked each other, it was just us two in that moment, our bodies, our desires. then, i threw my head back, placed one hand on his neck and pulled him into me. he closed his eyes, felt my lips and my tongue and just abandoned to my kiss.

our tongues played with each other, wanting, i went deep in his mouth, in between his sharp teeth. i loved to play the wanting, desirering part. marc gasped in lust, i felt his cock in my hand pulsating while he stroked hard over my ass.

i was totally horny, i just wanted to be taken immediately by marc in this dirty toilet. i broke our kiss for a second of placing myself belly down on the toilet bowl. with a hand, i went under myself and started to pleasure myself. oh fuck, i was sooooo wet. my cunt smacked loudly when i placed my fingers on it. i raised my ass a little.

marc knew what i wanted and knelt behind me. he nearly didn't touch me, i was just feeling the pulsating tip of his cock that he pushed in between my ass cheeks. i grabbed deeper under me and got hold of his dick. i didn't want to wait any longer, and in one fell sweoop, i pushed him in my wet and waiting cunt. ahhhh, it was soooo good to feel him now.

marc nearly didn't move, he left it to me to move for taking him as deep as possible. i moaned again.

without raising my head, i sighed against the toilet bowl,

“oh god, yes, fuck me... oh yes, bang me hard now... yessssss... oh so good... deep... come on, bang me with your hard cock, oh fuck, nail my cunt... that's it, that's it... oh yessss... a little harder now... harder... come on, fuck your little slut... oh yesssss!!!”

his hands had grabbed my hips, and while he was pushing his cock harder and harder and quicker and quicker in my pussy, every now and than, he gave me firm slpas with his open hand on my ass. also he abandoned now again to talk to me dirty, just like i love it:

“yeah, you little fuck hole, i'm fucking you in your gaping cunt... oh it's so good to fuck you, you whore... come on, make yourself a little tighter for my cock... ahhhh yesss, that's so good... you horny little slut... that's turning you on, does it... oh such a nice little firm ass... SLAP... come on, my little whore, and move... let me fuck you...”

the sweat was running in streams down my face, my hair was sticking to my front. i was just hole for this man, i just wanted his cock, i had totally forgotten where i was.

then, all of a sudden, the door from the toilet opened. my god, we had forgotten to lock it. in shock, we froze in our absurd position and starred to the door.

it was the little waitress babbling,

“oh... scusate...” (“oh... i'm sorry...”)

marc told me afterwards that in that moment, he thought “oh fuck, if this little slutty waitress is going to ruin this great fuck now, i'm getting nuts! fuck, i'm too horny now, shit i just want to cum, i just want to shoot my load...”

we both looked at the waitress standing in the toilet door, a bit trembling. her lower lip was really quivering. why the fuck she was excusing herself, anyhow? guess you could have heard perfectly well with closed doors what was going on in her. and fuck, why was she still standing there as if frozen, watching down at the naked bodies in front of her, mine being stretched in a humiliating way over the toilet bowl, and marc, all naked behind me?

for long moments, all three of us were not moving at all, not saying anything. then, we noticed the hand of the waitress, herself not knowing exactly where to put it. a little innocent girl not knwoing where to go. sweet! her face was angelic, with a small snub nose and a fantastic, candid skin. her eyes were so clear, so innocent – and a bit fearful. she was all nervous, breathed quickly, putting some hair behind her ear.

it was marc who understood first. he told me later that he had noticed already that she was the only one who had seen that i had exposed myself to him.

he licked over the palm of his hand and gave me another hard smack on my ass. it was a snapping bang echoing from the tile walls, and the waitress winced, but didn't move for a centimeter. With a smacking noise, marc withdrew his cock from my pussy. i wanted to protest, but he pushed me back onto the bowl.

“just shut up, my little whore, i'll fuck you just as you wish, just wait...”

he stood up and went to the sweet waitress who in the meanwhile finally has pushed her hand under her skirt and fondled herself in her slip. her eyes were glued to his glorious cock glistening from my cunt juice. he ran his hand shortly over her face, went with his hand in her hair and constrained her with his eyes down. without losing contact to his eyes, she went down on her knees willingly, he directed her to his cock, and she started immediately to suck away my juice, wild and greedy.

“come here, claudia, come her and help the little slut a bit. yes, lick your own cunt juice from my cock... yes, that's it, crawl over here, nice and slowly, on your fours, my little kitten... oh yessss... yesss... suck away all, you... oh shit... make my cock nice and wet with your tongues, with your saliva...”

marc looked down. it must have been a nice view, seeing me and the little horny waitress, with her little slutty hunger, her greed and her horniness. every now and then, i went with my tongue over his cock to hit her lips, and i saw how he liked it.

for a few moments, the only sound in the toilet were the smacking noises of us two pampering his cock. i knew it was too much for him, i just felt it. he just had to shoot his load. he pushed the face of the girl away for being able to grab his cock himself. he simply loved this pose. two randy fuck sluts on their knees in front of him, and he, standing over them, now quickly stroking his cock.

the waitress was sliding a bit away from him when she understood where he was heading, but that was to my advantage. i just wanted to throw myself onto his cock again, i wanted to lock my lips around it to have him shooting his load deep down my throat. but he was pulling my head away by my hair.

“no no, my little cum-hungry fuck slut. i'm not going to shoot it down your throat, no, i just want that you look exactly the dirty little fuck whore that you are...”

for a moment, i looked up to him, now really puzzled. i was surprised about the change of this friendly guy i got to know in our business meetings, now treating me like a filthy whore in this dirty little toilet. but he saw that this was turning me on tremendously. the fingers of my right hand just continued to go in and out of my cunt while i was kneeling in front of him. and now, i just waited for the moment...

his hand now ran in long strokes over his dick, then his movements were getting harder and quicker, he was only rubbing over the top third of his cock anymore. the little waitress in the corner was totally transfixed to this spectacle. he grunted like a deer, like a stallion... his orgasm was gigantic, i noticed he was relaxing totally, there was this broad smile in his face, and he laughed out loudly, and then... then...

his cum shot out of his pulsating cock in thick white sticky stremas, shooting in my face, on my throat, on my eyebrows, in my hair...

“yessss... oh yesss... ohhhh claudia, you dirty slut... oh yessss...”

my god, loads and loads of cum, it seemed like it never stopped. marc was smudging my entire face with his cum, but i just couldn't get enough of it. with one hand, i rubbed myself, with the other one, i grabbed his now softening cock and dragged it through the cum in my face.

marc needed a break, but i didn't yet, i was soooo horny now. that's when i remembered the little waitress again. i looked over to her. she was leaning with her back against the tile wall, she had her skirt pushed up, and she had masturbated wildly when marc had shot his load in my face. now i saw that the waitress had collapsed and slid down the wall, she was sittling on the dirty floor, her legs widely spread, and with both hands, she was rubbing her pussy. her slip was pulled a bit to the side, and marc and i saw she was shaved. her eyes were closed, and she moaned silently and choked, with a last bit of shame, as if she would have been a bit embarrassed by all this.

i sat on my heels and said,

“vieni qua, piccola troietta...” (“come here, little whore...”)

she looked over to me, and i felt it immediately: she had never had any experience with another woman. this was thrilling me, i felt with my hands how my cunt started to pulsate. the girl had a doubtful look in her face, she really didn't know what to do, but her still moving and rubbing hands showed me that she was terribly randy, and that she really wanted to cum. i wanted to help the young slut, and i know how to deal with girls like that.

“ti ho detto di venire qui, zoccola...” (“i told you to come here, slut!”)

“hi... hi can speak ha little bit english, you speak english...”

she had heard that marc and i had spoken english, and she had understood from my accent i was not italian. she liked to speak english, maybe this was giving an exotic touch to all of this.

the girl stood up, flattened her skirt and came slowly over to me. she really looked great, her hair a bit disheveled, her skirt wrinkled, her high heels made clicking noises on the tile floor. then she stood in front of me.

“you want i make, lady?”

i was smiling at her.

“that's good, you little cunt... you are just as horny as i am. you want his cum too, don't you? just lick it out of my face, before all drips down onto my tits...”

that was true, his cum slowly was getting liquid and started to drip down from my chin to my tits. the girl, still perfectly dressed up for serving upstairs, sank without any word on her knees in front of me. cowardly she placed her hands on my shoulders. i felt her hot and quickly flittering breath. but i saw her animal like horniness in her eyes. this girl wanted it, and she wanted it now.

the waitress leaned softly forward, and suddenly, there was her brisk little tongue, tracing for the first time through marc's slime on my cheek. she stops for a moment, it seems that some of his cum is dribbling down from her bottom lip, but she pushes it back with the back of her hand.

“hai... hai lika dis... good...”

she babbled and smiled innocently. then her tongue went back to work in the puddles of cum in my face. i knelt nearly without any movement in front of her, letting it just happening, making her believe she was in control of everything. that is one of my tricks with inexperienced girls: just give them the impression they are in control.

while she licked through my face, i grabbed for her right wrist. she let it happen. i squeezed a bit. she let it happen. carefully and slowly, i now took the hand of the waitress and ran with it over my clavicle. she let it happen, but now i noticed how her breath went faster, how her tongue licked faster through my face for licking me clean.

my hand was now on top of hers, and i was directing both hands to my left tit. the girl felt how my skin got softer and softer, how she slowly slid over an elevation. then she felt for the first time at the outside of her hand a rock hard nipple, wrinkled small and stiff. i had guided her hand as by accident there.

there was again a choked moan from her. then i felt that she was not licking anymore marc's come out of my face, but she covered my face with tiny small, aspirated kisses, moaning silently,

“ohhh... lady... hisse good, hisse soooo good...”

i made her hand slip over my nipple just onec more. the girl placed her hand on top of it, didn't want to move away of it anymore. my nipple went through her fingers, she slid very lightly, very tenderly over it. then she finally kissed me, with no hesitation anymore, right now she was a young, willing woman knowing what she wanted. her tongue with the taste of marc's cum ran deep in my mouth while she softly pinched my nipple.

i looked over to marc who sat on the floor, just watching us. he looked cool, his cock, even if not errect, had an impressive size. he smiled over to me and gave me a sign to go on.

while french kissing her, i slowly pushed the waitress backwards, until she completely layed on the dirty floor. my hand pulled her skirt up. i saw that her slip was all wet, her swollen cunt lips were emerging through the thin and wet fabric. i pushed her slip aside, and the girl moaned. she jerked instinctively, and our kiss broke. she pulled me close to her, her face was beautiful. her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly opened, and there was a stain of cum on her cheek.

she now was fully under my control. if she ever wanted to build up resistance, it was ages ago. my hand was fondling tenderly her pussy, playfully, whimsical, as if my hand didn't know what to do. with my thum, i touched her clit every now and then, just very very lightly, just like e light breeze flowing over it, and she groaned loudly every time i touched it.

i pressed her closer to me and whispered dirty things in her ear to make her still more horny. i knew her cunt was very wet by now, with each of my light strokes, she tried to push her hips against my hand, but i didn't let this happen, yet.

i layed on top of her, i was totally naked, she was still more or less dressed. i was rotating my hips on her thigh. i was wet too... i was so wet that my cunt juice left a glistening puddle on her thigh. my ass went up and down, and i slid with my wet cunt all over her thigh.

the waitress was close to tears by now, she wanted to cum so badly, and i had only touched her very slightly, up until now. she was totally in trance, her lips were moving, she babbled, now again in italian, she was imploring me to touch her, to rub her, to masturbate her, to make her cum...

“dai, lecca la mia figa, dai...dai...” (“come on, lick my cunt, come on... come on...”)

she was groaning obscenities. finally i had her where i wanted her, she was ripe, she wanted her pussy to be licked by me. she smelled sweet, and i saw how her slit glistened from her wetness. her clit was hard and stiff by now, like a little penis it loomed in between her swollen cunt lips.

“ti prego, succhiami... ti prego...” (“oh please, suck me... please...”

i leaned over the girl's pussy, and the waitress opened it readily with her greedy hands. i let a drop of spit dribble down onto her moving hands. this turned the waitress on very much, she rubbed herself hard and firmly now.

“oh siiii... dammi la tua saliva... ohhhh...” (“oh yes... give me your spit... oh...”)

i let dribble down a little bit more spit, her cunt smacked from the wetness. then, i just couldn't wait any longer and sank with my face in between her legs until my lips touched the moving fingers of the waitress.

marc has told me that by then, he had only eyes for my moving ass. he didn't care about the little babbling girl anymore, but was transfixed to my ass. he went on all his fours and crawled over to us. he was smelling our cunt juices, he was smelling my sweat, he saw that i was covered all over in sweat. now he even heard better my voice, whispering dirty italian words in the ear of the waitress. and he heard that she was answering me.

he stroke with his face tenderly and carefully over my thigh to inhale deeply the flavour of my skin. his hands grabbed my ass, kneading it, massaging it. then he sank in my ass crack, slid with his face through it, with his nose, hard, not tenderly anymore, but greedy and demanding. he pulled my ass cheeks apart, then he raised his head again for looking down at me, then, finally, he slid with his wet tongue in my little tight asshole, covering me in his wet and sweet saliva, pushing in me, sliding out of me, licking again broadlich over my ass cheeks, then back again in my back hole. he fucked me slightly with his tongue, and he felt how he stretched my muscles entering me.

god, for me it was so good to feel his tongue in my asshole, knowing he did not have any taboos made me just wild. i turned my head back and said back over my shoulder to him,

“come on, fuck me there, marc, fuck me in my ass... it's nice and tight, i'm sure you're gonna like it...”

i felt his cock sliding through my crack, and i stretched out my ass in the most tempting way possible. marc spit on the tipof his cock and spread his spit with the tip of his dick in my crack, on my hole. then his hands grabbed me, he placed them on my ass cheeks and pulled them widely apart. i knew this was the moment. i let lose as much as possible. his cock pushed against my hole. it seemed as if i was really too tight for him, but then... suddenly... ahhhh... he went deep n my ass... his hand slapped my ass, and i felt his cock so tight in me... it was soooo good...

the girl under me fondled herself wildly. i lambently went with my tongue in between her moving fingers, and finally the tip of my tongue found her warm wet and firm cunt flesh. greedly i pushed away the hand of the waitress for dragging slowly and firmly my face through her slit. i stimulated her with my chin, with my nose, smirched my face with the young girl's cunt juice for finally landing with my lips on her small hard clit.

the waitress opened her mouth, and when she noticed how i teased her sensitive flesh with my sharp teeth, she let out a loud groan, half appalled and desperate, half giving in and horny. i bit in her clit, first tenderly, then harder, and she screamed out. at the same time, i slid with three fingers deep in her cunt that was wet all over. the girl just didn't know anymore what was happening to her.

marc saw how the waitress rolled with her eyes, she was very close to fainting. he pumped hard in my ass, and i felt he was close to cumming again, when i had another of my ideas. i made a move, and he slipped out of my ass. he was disappointed, but my intent was to just give it to the girl, i just wanted to give her the experience of her life.

“i want you to let her lick your cock nice and clean, the little whore, marc, then we go on...”

marc smiled, then he knelt close to the girl's face. his hard cock that seconds before was buried deep in my ass was glistening nicely. he knelt over the pretty face of the waitress and watched me how he fingerfucked the girl, saying:

“come on, you heard claudia, lick my cock nice and clean before i ram it up again in claudia's ass... come on, just do it, you slut!”

i am sure she did not understand half of what marc was saying, but she opened willingly her little mouth, and he pushed his hard on with a single quick move deep in between her lips. her groaning was now muffled by his hard dick. sitting like this on the girl's face, marc said to me,

“okay claudia, now just send the little slut over the top... suck her clit... she is so pretty tight in her mouth, the little whore, she really knows how to suck cock, i'd bet she does this every day... good, she really wants to suck the cum out of me, the slut... oh yeah, go on like that, claudia... just look how she's moving under us... the slut is ready...”

he was right, i noticed it the same moment: my face was squirted with her cunt juice, the girl had a wild orgasm and was squirting cunt juice. when marc saw how i bathed my whole face in her juice, he just moaned out,

“oh shit... i don't care, i'm shooting her in her mouth... i'll fuck your ass later, claudia... fuck but i need to shoot now... ahhh i feel how it's coming... ah yes... there... there... there!!!”

he pushed his cock deep in her throat, and i heard her gurgling, she nearly didn't get any air anymore. but she was sucking his cum greedily, and when he finally pulled his dick out of her mouth, she groaned disappointed,

“ohhhh... voglio il tuo cazzo... dai... il tuo grosso cazzo nella mia bocca...” (“ohhh... i want your cock... come on... your big cock in my mouth...”)

marc smiled briefly, then he said to me,

“listen, where do you live? don't we want to go to your place?”

i agreed, as the weekend had only just begun, and i asked him what he wanted to do with the little slut.

the waitress was laying trembling and still groaning animal like in front of us.

“we'll take her with us, just for having a bit more fun, shouldn't we?”,

proposed marc and squeezed hardly one of her tits. i laughed out and thought, wow, this is going to be one hell of a weekend... (in fact it was one hell of a WEEK, but i will tell you later about it). then, we started to dress again, our clothes were all wrinkled and stained with cum. whoever would have sawn us coming out of the bathroom like this would have known immediately what we had been doing there.

i was talking shortly to the waitress, telling her about our plans. first, she didn't want to come with us, she was afraid, afraid of our sexual energy, afraid of her own greed which minutes ago nearly had made her faint. i gave her a 50 euro note, telling her this was the advance for her tip. she smiled at me and was convinced right away. really, a little whore...

but if i was paying, i was going to decide what the girl had to do, and i liked that power. also the waitress would have experienced a lot of things this weekend, and she wouldn't have had any more a chance to step out of it. i bought her soul and her body, and i was already abandoning myself to fantasies what i was going to do with her beautiful young body during this weekend.

marc didn't notice our small financial transaction, he didn't understand italian, and he was speaking on his mobile phone with kirsten, his boss. he covered the microphone with his hand and told me with a low voice,

“fuck, she's complaining, she doesn't want to stay alone in a hotel in this town, what shall i do?”

“just invite her. i'll prepare something to eat for us. go back to the hotel, and tonight, you come with her to my place. the girl here may serve us then, i'll take her home right now...”

we ordered to taxis. the waitress said to the café owner that she was feeling very sick, and he answered he had noticed that she had been for a long time in the toilet... haha. i took the girl to my place, and marc took a taxi to the hotel. we decided to see each other again in three hours...