The professor finally came in at that point, so she winked as she held a finger to her lips, trying to focus on class. Afterward, he stood and walked to the end of the aisle, waiting for her to grab her things as the others walked out.
“Waiting to watch my butt as I leave?” she asked.
“Would you expect anything less of your stalker?” he asked.
She smiled, not answering that.
“So, wanna come over and… fuck?” he asked. He’d hesitated before saying the word “Fuck,” as if he’d been thinking of a nicer word and couldn’t.
She laughed, turning and looking back at him. “Brandon, you know I have a boyfriend,” she said. Then, suddenly, everything came back to her, the fight, the anger, Keith’s words, and she realized she was frowning.
“I know, but he can’t be there,” Brandon said, but saw that the mood had changed. “You know I’m just playing, right?” he asked. “I’ll… stop.”
She shook her head quickly, stepping back down one step and turning to grab his hand. “It’s was just a rough weekend,” she said. Surprising herself, she hugged him and turned to walk up the stairs. “Thanks for the offer, though.”
He smiled. “No problem. Bye gorgeous.”
“Bye Mr. Dimples,” she said, forcing another smile.
Over the next three days, her life consisted of work, school, and being in her room distracting herself with music or homework. She hadn’t had any days off from DD’s, so that was good at least. Her rampant arousal had only been quelled a little, and by Tuesday, it was back at its peak. She masturbated twice on Tuesday, again on Wednesday and Thursday, and another time early Friday morning. Nothing seemed to be taking the edge off, and after school on Friday, she was really feeling the urge to misbehave.
After class, she even went home and masturbated again, took a nap, then woke up still horny. Frustrated, she got ready for work and went in.
Irritated, she quietly swore at Keith for the hundredth time for not having called or texted at all, and for making her feel miserable lately. As she walked in, she saw Kara hopping out of a nice truck, a handsome bearded man sitting in the driver’s seat.
“Have a great day at work, honey!” he called out. Kara had looked over, waving as Sam smiled back at her, then rolled her eyes and turned back toward the driver. She blew him a kiss and then shut the door, then joined Sam, who had stopped to walk with her friend.
“Hey girl!” Kara said. “How are you?”
“I’m okay,” she replied. “It’s definitely been a week.”
“I’m sorry,” Kara said. “Wanna talk about it?”
Sam felt that Kara would definitely be the one person that she could open up completely to, and not have to worry about judgment or being scolded or preached at.
“Maybe later,” Sam said, shrugging.
“I was wondering, do you think you could give me a ride home tonight? My car was dead this morning.”
Sam nodded, smiling. “Of course,” she said.
“Thanks!” Kara said.
The two went inside and got ready for work. Sam briefly flirted with the kitchen boys, as did Kara, and then headed out and took over for the afternoon girls that were working their sections. Kara nearly immediately sold her top, and Sam quickly followed suit.
As she made her rounds, filling drinks, taking orders, and such, she felt happy. It was liberating and exciting, in her opinion. The lustful stares of the young men, the wanton looks from the older ones, and the appreciative glances of the women, all served to make her feel better. Everyone seemed to be really cool about it, and she felt like it was going to be a good shift. After an hour, she put her top back on and moved to make her rounds.
As she went in, she saw that Paris had sat another group of three down and had put in their drink order for her. She looked at the bearded man, nearly immediately recognizing him as the one that had dropped Kara off. Sitting near him was… she stopped, looking over in confusion.
The redhead that was sitting near the bearded guy was nearly an exact copy of Kara. Smiling, she realized that Kara must have a sister. The blonde girl sitting with them looked to be about 18.
She briefly thought her suspicions were confirmed a few seconds later, when, as she approached to greet them, the blonde said, “Can I go say hi, Daddy?”
“Hey guys, my name is Samantha and I’ll be taking care of y’all tonight,” she said, smiling as she handed out their drinks.
The couple smiled, and Duncan said “Hello Samantha, but then turned and spoke to the young blonde, which caused her to jump up excitedly and charge over to hug a decently handsome young newcomer. Sam smiled, but then looked back down at the two.
“Sorry about that,” Duncan said, smiling at her.
“Oh, no problem,” she replied, handing out their drinks. “So, you guys are expecting another?” she asked.
The couple seemed a little distracted, and the man was staring oddly at her, so she decided to give them a few minutes and then come back. Kara’s sister smiled and nodded at her, and she let her know that she would be back to check on them in a few minutes. Making a quick round, she went to refill a few drinks. After a minute or so, she came back and got the young man’s drink order and went to retrieve it. Heading back over, she set his drink down in front of him and turned to look at the foursome.
“Do y’all know what you want or would you like a little more time?” she asked, smiling sweetly.
The bearded man looked briefly at the others, stating that he was ready to order if they were. Jotting down what they all wanted, she’d just finished getting the bearded man’s when Kara surprised her from behind.
“Hey, you big jerk,” she said. “Sam still has her top on! You’re supposed to support her and buy it! She’s a broke college girl!”
Sam sighed, rolling her eyes as she smiled down at the man. He smirked and held his hands up, smiling at the other waitress. “Jesus, Kara, I’m sorry! I figured I’d get to know the girl a bit before I buy her damn top and make her walk around flashing everyone.”
Kara giggled, stepping around her. “Samantha, I want you to meet…” she started, but then looked at the man and woman, then back at Samantha, and paused in thought. “This is Duncan and Kelly; my boyfriend and girlfriend,” she said, finally, speaking a little quieter than the she had during the rest of the conversation.
“Wait… what? Sam thought. “Well, I… uh… nice to meet you,” she said. “Smooth” she thought.
“Samantha is a super sweet girl and you need to tip her big time, jerk-face,” Kara said, punching Duncan in the arm.
Smiling, he shook his head at Kara, then turned to smile at Sam. “I’m sorry about this, but if I don’t buy your top, Kara might just beat me to death here and now,” he said.
Sam laughed, shrugging and making a show of sighing in feigned resignation as the handsome man pulled out his wallet and handed her $100.
“Much better,” Kara said.
Duncan raised an eyebrow at her and handed Sam the bill.
Smiling, she reached up and took her top off, saying, “Thank you, and… here you go.”
Figuring that she should be nice and let him get a good look, she moved close and got a whiff of his cologne. He smiled up at her, an intriguing look on his face, then admired her nude breasts. For a few seconds he didn’t say anything, and she realized that he was studying her a bit.
Flattered, she waited for him to finished appraising her, as it were, and tried to look as confident as she could.
“You’ve got a gorgeous body,” he said finally, and smiled sincerely up at her face.
“Thank you,” she said, feeling herself blush a bit. “Let me turn in your orders and I’ll come back and let you ogle my goodies some more.”
Turning, she walked with Kara back to their drinks station and raised an eyebrow. “Boyfriend and girlfriend?” she asked.
Kara giggled, nodding. “I’ll tell you about it later,” she said.
Going back to their sections, Sam made her rounds, sensing that most people were watching her as she moved, but noticing that Duncan seemed to not be able to take his eyes off of her. He wasn’t like… blatantly staring, but it was pretty obvious that he was having a good time looking.
Flattered, she went and stood by him, asking, “Everyone doing okay?”
They all said that they were, and she shifted to one foot as she stood next to the table. “So, you guys are Kara’s boyfriend and girlfriend, and this is… your daughter?” Sam asked, looking at Danielle last.
Apparently that was wrong, as a couple of them burst out laughing.
“It’s a long story,” Duncan said, shaking his head at her. “I’m sorry about those two.”
The blonde, Danielle, suddenly said, “I’m their submissive!”
She seemed a little ditzy and odd to Sam, but she knew she shouldn’t judge. Nodding, she pretended to know what that was, or at least tried to look that way.
“Well, I heard you call him Daddy when I came up the first time, so I just figured,” she said, shrugging.
The ditzy blonde giggled and shook her head. “Nope! I’m basically their live-in sex slave,” she said, blurting it out as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Sam’s eyes went wide in surprise, but she quickly recovered, blushing even more as she replied, “I see.”
Kelly, Duncan’s wife, smiled sweetly at her and said, “Kara was right, you are just the cutest thing. Don’t worry, Danielle absolutely loves being ours.”
The blonde nodded quickly, adding, “She’s right, you’re so pretty!”
“Thanks,” Sam said, looking down for a moment in the awkward pause. Forcing herself to look back up, she looked over at Duncan. “So, she’s called your submissive?” she asked.
Waving his hand to dismiss the notion, Duncan smiled at her. “Yes, she’s our submissive. I’m the Dominant in the relationship,” he explained, sounding confident.
Smiling, Sam nodded. She was easily able to see that he was the more dominant of the two men, then realized that she’d been doing all the talking and felt a little awkward. “Well, you guys don’t have the normal questions that other folks do for me, so I figured I’d ask.”
“What are some of the questions you normally get?” Danielle, the ditzy blonde, asked.