Pulling back the hood she located my nub and breathed her hot breath all over it. Goosebumps covered me as her tongue slipped out to lick at it tentatively. I pushed upwards wanting her mouth over me, but she didn’t want to rush things.
A couple of the guys had come closer. Sarah had murmured it was okay but no touching. We relaxed and threw ourselves into some mutual tonguing when suddenly something cold and hard was pushed into my pussy.
I pushed Sarah away and saw a salami protruding from me. She laughed as did I and then she was fucking me with it. It was awesome. She’d organized the chef to find one before we’d come into the room when she’d been negotiating our service fee.
Told you she was a vixen, a kinky little devil.
The thick cold sausage slipped in and out easily, my juices lubricating it as she pummeled me with it. When she wiggled her finger in my butthole it was my turn to squeal and squirm as I too exploded all over the bed.
With our bodies slick with perspiration we held each other as the guys made their way out with the hardness of their crotches leading the way. The chef lingered as we found our clothes.
“That was awesome,” he said. “Would you consider doing another show tomorrow?”
“I’m cool with it, what about you Melissa,” Sarah said.
“Sure, how much?”
“I think I could round up a dozen or so guys but this time I’d like you to take over the kitchen once the club closes. There’s a two-way mirror in the boss’s office where we can hide in and you two can pretend you don’t know we’re there. What do you say?”
“Make it an even fifteen hundred and you won’t be sorry,” Sarah said.
“Okay. There’s a spare chef’s outfit in that closet over there. Sneak back here at about two a. m. and begin. When you’ve finished, I’ll come back and pay you.”
Right on cue the next night I found Sarah in the kitchen pretending to clean up.
“Where have you been?” she said to me with her hands on her hips.
“Looking for you, baby,” I purred.
“I saw you checking out those guys,” she shrugged away from me.
“I wasn’t, honest,” I said, trying to kiss her.
“You swear?” she asked.
“I swear, you know I’d never do anything to jeopardize our relationship.”
“Prove it!”
“How?”
“Take off all your clothes.”
“What?”
“You heard me,” she said with a sly look in her eye.
“But what if someone comes in.”
“No one ever comes back here. Now take off your clothes.”
I slowly stripped out of my clothing but left on my sexy underwear which I’d thoughtfully worn.
“I said take it all off.”
“I’m more comfortable like this,” I said.
“Up here on the kitchen bench. I want your hot pussy here on the cold steel, that’s right,” she said as I sat with my thighs apart.
“Ohh, it’s cold,” I murmured.
“Good, it will cool you down. Now lay back and let your legs hang over the edge.”
I did as she asked arching my back from the cold as I lay down. My breasts jutted forward almost falling out of the push up bra. She took a cord and tied my wrist together and pulled them up over my head.
“I want your hands up over your head at all times. Clear,” she asked.
“Yes, crystal clear.”
“You look very sexy like that,” she said.
She took a knife and ran it down my stomach to my pubic bone. I sucked in my breath as the blade slipped under my panties and into the crotch area.
“Careful,” I said.
“Shh,” she whispered. “I’m in charge.”
The she ran the edge of the knife over my slit. I held my breath hoping she was using the blunt edge. With one quick thrust, she sliced right through the material and snapped the elastic. I gasped as she grabbed the gusset part and ripped the rest of the flimsy material from me to discard onto the floor.
My breasts were heaving as she came around to where my mouth was and touched the blade onto my skin.
“Are you scared?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“Good, you should be. I could just leave you here to the mercy of the security guard when he does his rounds in about an hour.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” I said.
“I could take all your clothes and make a run for it. You’d have nothing to put on and your wrists would still be tied.”
“You wouldn’t?”
“Don’t tempt me,” and then the knife was touching my cleavage, the blade causing goose bumps to appear all over me.