Begging for a Tip – Careful What You Wish For!

Out for the Usual

At your favorite restaurant in town. This is where you go when you need a bite of piece. The waitstaff is always attentive but never overbearing, and usually male. You only noticed this tonight, when that very fact seemed to change. Tonight’s waitress introduced herself as May. Her bubbly and upbeat demeanor was maybe a little more energy than you were intending, but charming nonetheless. She was new and apparently begging for a tip.

By the end of the meal, you waved her over to take your payment. After a sweet smile, she nearly skipped off with your card in hand. She returned quickly, and made sure to look you in the eye as she handed you your receipt and a pen. With just one lift of the paper, you saw that the copy for you was already written on. May had left her number, followed by a winky face.

She Really was Begging for a Tip!

But after her great service, and her number doubling as a compliment, you happily obliged. You filled in the merchant copy with a few numbers, and took the customer copy for safe keeping. By the time you got home, you forgot about the crumpled receipt in your pocket. That is, until you sat down on the right side of your otherwise empty bed. It felt especially empty with thoughts of May flooding your mind. Was she begging for a tip, or begging for more? One call would be the answer to that..

The other line only rang once before her sweet voice filled your ear again. Maybe it was the fact that you were calling from bed, only partially clothed, but she sounded flirtier. The sound of her almost put you in a trance. Before you knew it, the girl that was begging for a tip, was now inviting herself over. She arrived only 30 minutes later.

Now She’d Get a Second Tip

Then she made her way in through the front door, and as she sat on your bench to remove her boots, you really took her in. Her legs were long, and coated in soft, black tights.  Just the tops of these black tights were trimmed with lace, and looked sexy but delicate against her thighs.  While she was bent down like this, you could see the curves of her ample breasts, right down the low cut of her dress.  She came to impress! All you wanted to do then was rip her small, black dress off, cover her in oil, and give her the tip she’d been begging for. Maybe this would become an oily happy ending!

Before long, you escorted her upstairs, and tossed her back onto your soft sheets. Her dress had a zipper the went from the top of her dress, all the way down. Inch by inch, you undid her, and exposed more of her soft, beautiful body. Eventually, the dress came apart completely. You drew her legs apart, and let her clasp them around your hips. Before long, you released that thick, throbbing tip she was begging for, and finally gave in. You thrusted your girth into her, and felt her stretch as you filled her completely.

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