Waiter Finger Curls Novels & Stories

Cat was still lost in her thoughts, and knowing that, Ella decided to help the waiter. She snap her fingers in front of Cat three times before she came to her senses. "Huh, woo what was that?" She asked. Ella signaled her to look at her left, the waiter was still waiting. "Oh sorry, what did you say? Wait never mind, it's nothing, I will just get the maid to wash it so there is no need." The waiter frowned but kept his cool. Ella saw his reaction and pinched Cat's hand. "Ouch, Ella what was that for" she exclaimed.

She felt that something was fishy. There were only four of them in total guests on this island. How could they not know? Aurora grumpily grabbed an Asian brown-haired waiter and pressed him against the wall, "Speak up, or I'll blow your head off. Where are they?!” That man gesticulated and opened his mouth. Surprisingly, he had no tongue.

“Get me water.” The waiter nodded and was about to go, but Darius was not done with me yet. “Come back,” he said as the waiter turned. “Get on your knees.” My eyes widened. “What are you doing?” “I am showing what happens when you don’t obey me.” The waiter was about to get to his knees as I held him up. “Wait, this spaghetti looks great. I need it with your best wine. You can pick the best wine you have.” I looked at Darius. “Okay, I’ve ordered.”

he responded, snapping his fingers. ‘He really put a lot of work and thought into this’ I thought to myself as I adjusted my sleeve. “What would you like to have sir?” The waiter in a black shirt asked, she was rather poised yet a smile formed on her lips. “We’ll have the special, as ordered,” he answered.

I gripped the utensils tightly and looked away, trying to shrug it all off. "Water please," i requested the waiter and it only took seconds for him to give it to me. "Thanks!" Halfway through drinking it, i almost got choked when i saw Lorcan being flirted by a waitress wearing very short black skirts and her boobs looking double sized through her white sleeves directly in front of his face. Oh wow! A perfect view, huh. "Hey, hey... You okay, Miss Rae?" Mr. Williams was about to touch my hand when a waiter interrupted him. "Oh! Here's our desserts. Thank you, boy!" He told the waiter.

the male waiter snapped out from his unmoving state as he quickly said once again. He was finally not so stiff anymore as he steps forward and stretches both of his arms outward, about to take Hades that was still sleeping soundly on Chaira shoulder but is firmly gripping Chaira thin arm, as if afraid that Chaira would abandon him the next moment he relaxes his guard. The smoke ghost felt like crying but can't cry visibly when he saw this. Chaira step backwards, dragging the tall man hanging on her shoulder along, making the male waiter stop on his footsteps.

Clare kicked her beneath the table with a pointed toe. ‘Pack it in, will you?’ ‘You’re not jealous, are you?’ Francesca purred. The waiter returned with a pair of instruments which looked not dissimilar to eyelash curlers. As he turned to go again, Francesca picked up the shell-holders and chased after his retreating bum with them. Clare clasped her head in her hands in mock embarrassment. ‘He was asking for it. Wearing those tight trousers. . .’

He moaned. As his hand slid over my legs, I uncrossed them and spread my knees apart. "Here's a little preview." I pushed his hand under my skirt to my very wet pussy, and closed my thighs around it. As his fingertips tentatively brushed my labia, I sucked in air between my teeth. The waiter chose that precise moment to bring the food. With a flourish of laying the plates in front of us and a big 'Bon Appetito," he smiled and stood back, waiting for us to appreciate the chef's fine work.

"Can you give way a little and wait for us to go first?" As he spoke, the waiter bent slightly and lowered his posture to the extreme. "Bah!" Pa! A large mouthful of saliva sprayed onto the waiter's face like half a basin of water. This immediately caused the waiter's face, the size of a palm, to be soaked in the heavy rain. "F*ck..." The waiter cursed in his heart. He covered the saliva on his face and smiled flatteringly. "If one has to make way, then it's you who should make way." The giant's voice rang out like a bell, causing the entire staircase to tremble slightly.

Caleb leaned into me and placed a long lingering kiss on my neck as his fingers continued to assault me under the cover of the table. Caleb removed his head from my neck, and I looked up to see the waiter coming our way with our salads in hand. Caleb’s fingers began to move faster as I reached for his hand to stop him before the waiter got to the table. The young waiter sat the salads in front of us. “Would the lady like some more wine?” He asked as he pointed to my empty glass. I hadn’t realized I had finished my first glass with everything Caleb was doing to me. “Yes please.” I said as I tried to steady my breathing as Caleb tried to continue moving his fingers. I held on tighter to his ha