10

Ella

Since I’d decided to purchase my renovated condo back, I decided to keep my job waitressing for now. It would give me some extra money to put back towards furnishing it, and I knew there would probably be a couple of price jumps between now and the finished product. That’s just how things like this worked out, and I wanted to be ready for any and every monetary thing I would possibly encounter.

I was excited about the prospect of a shiny new condo. It’s a place I’d always wanted to live in. A two-bedroom, two-bathroom home with a beautiful view and a jet tub I could sink myself into after my long performances on stage. Sleeping in my beautiful king-sized bed with my labradoodle curled up next to me. Cooking breakfast in my shining new kitchen with all-new stainless-steel appliances. Air conditioning that fucking worked.

Oh, my gosh. It brought tears to my eyes just thinking about it.

“Miss, could I get some more coffee?”

“Miss, my pancakes are cold.”

“Ma’am, is there any way I could get more ketchup?”

I rushed around and serviced the people that kept getting sat in my area, and the more I stuffed tips into my apron the more excited I got. I knew I was going to burn the candle at both ends working here and singing weekly at the club, but it was going to be worth it in the end. I’d work hard, have the money to pay for the home I knew I deserved, then I’d put in my two-weeks’ notice here and do what I’d longed to do since the day I moved here.

I’d be a beloved performer.

I mindlessly took people’s orders as my thoughts drifted to Foster. I could still taste his cum on the tip of my tongue. I could still feel the meat of his thighs pulsing underneath my fingernails. I closed my eyes on my bathroom break and saw his strong shoulders propped underneath the crooks of my arms.

I almost orgasmed right there on the toilet thinking about all the salacious things that man’s tongue did to my body.

Never in my life had I ever cum that hard. Never in my life had I been so willing and eager to suck a man’s dick down my throat. His dark brown eyes set back into his tanned skin churned something in the pit of my pelvis that I didn’t understand. I went over to the sink and washed my hands before splashing some cool water in my face.

It wouldn’t be very professional if I walked back out into the restaurant with my tits hard as a rock.

All day, I rushed around and worked. I brought people their food and fixed what was wrong. I took the brunt of the anger for unsatisfied customers before bringing the issues to my manager, and all the while I saw him in everything I did. Every time I delivered someone a salad, I thought about the decadent flavors on top the one I’d ordered during my lunch with him. If someone sat down with dark brown eyes, I couldn’t help but think about his stare on my body. If someone raked their hands through a mat of light blonde hair, all I could think about was how my hands curled into his, so I could pull his face closer into my pussy.

“Ma’am? Ma’am, you there?”

“Oh, yes. I’m so sorry, it’s been a long day. What can I get for you this evening?” I asked.

“I asked for a diet coke. My waitress brought me a regular one. I was just wondering if you could change it out for me.”

“Not only that, I’ll remove the drink from your tab. It’s the least we can do for the mix up,” I said. “Be right back.”

I changed out the man’s drink before flagging his waitress down. She was a new girl who had just been thrown into the thick of it, and I told her to remove his drink before taking it over to him. She apologized profusely, and at any other point in time I would’ve reprimanded her for it. We might not be an upscale restaurant, but that didn’t mean we didn’t have standards.

But, I had to excuse myself to the bathroom.

“I’m so sorry, Ella. Really. I swear I thought he said ‘diet’,” she said.

“It’s alright. Take a deep breath, pay attention, and if you need some caffeine we always keep a pot of coffee going just for us in the back. Take it to him and apologize, then go get yourself some,” I said.

I watched her set off before I scurried into the bathroom. I splashed more water in my face and took a deep breath, and I slowly started to feel better. As my eyes panned back up to the mirror I caught a glimpse of my red lipstick.

And all I could think about was the imprint of my lips I left on his skin when I sucked his cock down my throat.

“Ella? You in there?”

A knock came at the door as my boss’s voice ripped me from my trance.

“What is it, Mike?”

“You’ve been here all damn day. Go home and get some rest. I’ll need you tomorrow morning,” he said.

“Thanks. Got it. I’ll cash out in a sec.” I knew I was going to be taking home bank today after the double shift I’d just worked. I dried off my face and cashed myself out before I shoved the wad of cash in my purse. On nights like this when I was heading home by myself, I always made sure I had my mace in my hand in case someone tried to rob me. Usually, I was fine. But, this had been a very lucrative day for me, and the cash alone I was carrying would furnish my new bedroom.

I wasn’t willing to give that up just because someone wanted to be greedy.