I could feel her breath on my neck. I looked down to see her eyes closed. I kissed her neck, my hands found there way to her tight bottom. She was wearing a short skirt that my hands passed under, feeling the silky smoothness of her panties stretched across her firm butt. I gave a tentative squeeze of her ass cheeks, she let out a little moan that was encouraging. I wonder if she had any other piercings that I would soon discover. She pulled me to her lips and we kissed passionately. I held her close feeling her breasts move rhythmically as she breathed deeply. Our tongues were speaking a language of their own as they rolled around softly … exploring. I reached down to her crotch finding it wet with eagerness. I broke our embrace and moved over to the door turning the lock and asked, ‘Should we?’ She nodded and I turned the sign to ‘closed’ and pulled the shades down. I returned to her open embrace and began to kiss her more forcefully. I maneuvered her to the edge of the counter. Istarted to fantasise that this was a romantic dinner-date in a candlelitrestaurant and I wished I was wearing a low-cut little black dress toemphasise my cleavage instead of this shapeless white blouse with astiff shirt collar.My reveries were interrupted by Loren coming in for her meal-break and Ihad to gulp down the last of my lasagne in a most unladylike manner sothat I could rush out to replace her on the floor. I felt I was almostwalking on air, I was so dreamily thrilled with my forthcoming "date"with Harry. I was able to concentrate on the job, though, and found Iwas really getting the hang of waitressing. After all, it wasn't rocketscience. Clearing up after the last customers seemed to take forever butit wasn't really too long before I was snuggling up to Harry again,under his umbrella on our way back down the street.His flat seemed to be in an even poorer block than mine. I wondered if Iwouldn't be in more danger sitting in his car in the gloomy basementcar-park than with.
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