Waitress

 Happy Labor day!

“Hi.  May I gesha somethin' t' zzrink?” the waitress slurred as she leaned on the patio table of the restaurant, no doubt for support. This gave you a pleasant view of her braless tits that swayed about with her. Her eyes were closed, as she drunkenly awaited your response.

“What have you been drinking?’ you ask your drunk waitress. 

She slowly processes the question, and then opens her eyes, and gives you a shy smile.

“Pepsi,” she lies to you, followed by a drunken hiccup that makes her unconstrained boobs bounce. 

“No, you’ve been drinking something stronger. You're almost too drunk to stand and you’re tits are practically on full display. I don't mind, I just want the same, and to buy you one too.”

”Oh. I prolly shoul'nn zzrink anymore, bud ill havve 'nuzzer long islann ice tea wiss yoo,” she tells you with a big smile, and shakes her tits. 

“Perfect. And I’ll take the House burger and fries,” you tell her.

“Ok. I'll ged thad ride in fer yoo sir”, she tells you, and then reaches to take the menu.

As you watched her stumble away, you were again reminded why you loved this restaurant. 

Comments

  1. WillSeptember 7, 2022 at 6:12 AM

    Love it! Any chance you'll continue any of these stories?

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  2. 1230123September 7, 2022 at 6:12 PM

    I never say never to expanding these stories.
    Currently, the only one with expansion plans is Corporal Green. However, at this time, it's really just a couple of ideas, that I have yet to assemble into anything worthwhile.
    Often I'm constrained somewhat by the pictures on hand plus what I can think up.
    They say a picture is worth a 1000 words, I don't get that good of mileage, but having pictures sure goes further than not for me.
    If anyone wishes to continue one (or more) feel free, and share when you're ready. Reminds me of one of the old classroom assignments in grade school, one person starts, then the next adds, and people keep adding. And if two people start at the same time, that's ok, as it's like adventure stories, pick path a or b. If it happens.
    Or for that matter has their own version to a picture or pictures. A picture is worth a 1000 words, they aren't necessarily the same to everyone.

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