Crowd Pleaser
Chapter 9 — Going the Extra Mile
It had been a long time since Emily felt like she was in control. Every day at work, it seemed as if someone wanted something from her, and it seemed as if she had to provide whatever it was that was required.
And the weirdest part was she’d done whatever was asked of her. Sometimes, she had no idea why she did the things she did. She just knew she couldn’t stop herself.
But now, she seemed to have an idea.
The previous night with Cassie, it had seemed as if the woman customer knew what was going on. It seemed almost as if she were coaching Cassie. It seemed almost as if she were making Cassie want to get her pussy licked.
So maybe she’d been wrong, Emily thought. When she’d thought that it was someone at the restaurant who was doing this to her, well logically, she’d assumed it was the management or maybe even one of the other waitresses, but what if it wasn’t. After seeing what Cassie had been made to do, Emily wasn’t so sure. Maybe it was the customers themselves who were controlling their actions.
But if it were the customers, could she fight it. She thought she could.
Knowing what was going on was half the battle. You had to know who the enemy was because if you didn’t, you set yourself up to fail, but if it was the customers, then she could fight it. All she had to do was listen to what they said and make sure they didn’t coerce her into doing something she didn’t want to do.
Mira and Cassie were talking together when Emily walked into the kitchen area that night. “Hey, kiddo,” said Mira. “How’s it going? I saw you and Cassie here were having some fun last night.”
“Yeah, well—”
“Well what?”
Emily couldn’t help but notice the way Cassie was looking at her. She’d always seemed kind of standoffish before but now she was almost eager, like she couldn’t take her eyes off or Emily but she didn’t want to be seen watching her. Did it really make sense, Emily wondered. Did it make sense to let everyone know what she’d discovered. She really had no idea who was on her side and who wasn’t on her side.
“Well what,” Mira asked again.
“Nothing,” Emily said lamely.
Mira looked at Cassie. “Would you listen to her,” she said with a smile. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say she has a plan.”
Cassie didn’t say anything. She just nodded even as she kept looking at Emily.
“What,” Emily said defensively. “I don’t have a plan.”
Mira seemed to accept that almost too easily and Emily wondered if she should read anything into that. Of course, maybe there really was nothing to read into it, but Emily couldn’t help but wonder.
It was at that time that Mr. Henley came into the back where the three women were congregated. “Ladies,” he said, and then he turned his attention on Cassie. “I see you finally got into the act last night,” the man said.
Cassie looked back at Emily before again looking at the restaurant manager. “Thanks, Mr. Henley,” she said. “I’m trying.”
“I know you are, and I have to tell you, I like what I’m seeing.”
Once again, Cassie looked at Emily before she answered. “Thanks, Mr. Henley. I really appreciate that.”
Why did Cassie keep looking at her, Emily wondered, and why did it seem to make her kind of hot when she did. Emily shook her head. It didn’t matter really, she told herself. What mattered was making sure the customers didn’t control what she did.
That was easier said than done. It was after all a restaurant and she was a waitress and it was her job to take orders from customers but even if she took their orders, it still didn’t mean she had to let things get carried away.
Cassie was still watching her. At first, it was hardly noticeable, like the two of them seeming to always go to the kitchen at the very same time, or the two of them seeming to almost run into each other out on the floor. At first, it wasn’t noticeable, but the more often it happened, the more noticeable it became.
“I think she likes you,” Mira said with a nudge.
“She can like whoever she likes,” Emily told the other woman but she was still concerned about what the customers might do to her. She had to keep her guard up, she told herself. “She can like who she wants but she better not get in my way.”
Mira gave Emily a funny look and then she shook her head and not for the first time, Emily wondered if she’d said something wrong.
It was midway through the shift when Emily found Cassie in her area. That was hardly surprising. The waitresses often covered for one another so finding one waitress in another’s area wasn’t all that surprising, but what was surprising was where she found her. She was lying spread eagled across a table in one of Emily’s booths and she was naked and the worst part about it was that there were three guys around her, one with his dick in her pussy, one with his dick in her mouth, and one just standing around waiting to find a place where he could work his way in.
“Cassie,” Emily cried out. “What are you doing?”
There being a cock in her mouth, Cassie didn’t answer right away.
“What are you doing,” Emily demanded again.
Cassie finally managed to get her mouth free from the cock she was sucking. “I’m helping you,” she said.
“You’re helping me? You’re helping me?!” Emily wasn’t even sure why she was getting angry. She just was.
Cassie nodded. “I saw you were busy so I thought I should come over and help out.”
“Who said I needed any help? This is my station.”
“But I thought—”
“You thought wrong.”
“But last night—”
Emily didn’t even bother to ask herself why it was that she was so mad. She just was. “Get up,” she said.
That got the men’s attention and it was clear they didn’t like that either.
“Shut up,” Emily said to everyone and no one in particular. “Shut up. This is my station here and I’ll say what goes on here.” She focused her attention back on Cassie. “You,” she said. “Get out of here.”
Cassie pulled herself up off the table. “I was just trying to help out,” she said.
“I don’t care.” Emily pointed at the other girl’s clothes. “Put those on and get out of here,” she said.
“You’re not being fair,” Cassie grumbled.
“I don’t have to be fair,” Emily shot back. “This is my station and you’re not supposed to be here.”
Everyone could tell that Cassie wasn’t happy but Emily didn’t care. She just watched the other girl pick up her clothes and walk away.
“Hey,” said the man who’d had his cock between her legs. “You shouldn’t really blame her. You were so busy so we just asked her for help.”
Emily wheeled on the man but almost as quickly, her demeanor softened. “I’m not blaming you guys,” she said, “but she should have known better.”
“Well, can you help us now?”
Before she even realized what she was doing, Emily was taking her clothes off. It wasn’t until she got down to just her panties that she finally figured it out, but she’d come this far, she reasoned, it was just a little too late to turn back now.
Wait, she told herself. Wait. That was wrong, and yet even as she thought it, she was sliding her panties down and she was taking the same place on the table that Cassie had so recently vacated.
The man who’d been fucking Cassie looked at his buddies and grinned. “I guess she’s not too busy now,” he said and with that, he slipped his cock between her legs.
There was something wrong with this, Emily told herself, something she was trying to avoid, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember what that was.
She couldn’t help but moan as the man slid his cock between her legs. Oh yeah, she told herself. Oh yeah. That felt good. She was showing them, she told herself. She was showing them who was in control, and then another man added a cock to her mouth and Emily moaned yet again. She was definitely showing them.
A man perched himself over her face and then he was pressing the head of his cock against her lips, and really, that was all it took, because in the next moment, Emily was opening her mouth and letting him in.
“See,” Emily heard someone say. It was a girl’s voice, she thought. “See,” the voice said again. “What did I tell you?”
There was someone else there, Emily thought, someone else with the voice but whoever it was, Emily was too preoccupied to hear what the voice said back in reply.
“But it’s not fair,” whined the first voice and Emily recognized the voice’s owner. It was Cassie. Fine, Emily thought. Let her stand there and watch. Let her stand there and watch as I get my pussy fucked.
The other woman said something but Emily couldn’t hear her and Emily didn’t care.
The only thing was it did bother her. It bothered her that she didn’t know. It bothered her that someone else was watching her.
But there was that cock in her mouth. She didn’t have time to lift her head and look.
But still, she wanted to know. She wanted the guy to pull his cock back. She wanted to tilt her head up and she wanted to take a look.
Almost as if the man in her mouth seemed to sense her need, he pulled his cock free. More than likely, Emily thought, what he really wanted was to save himself so he could fuck her pussy, but Emily didn’t care. The fact that no one was fucking her face meant for the moment at least, Emily could lift her head and look.
Cassie was there, just like Emily had thought she’d be and the other girl, the one Cassie had gone and gotten, that one was Mira.
She’d never seen Mira getting fucked. Just about everyone else, but never Mira. That wasn’t fair, Emily thought. Mira should be getting some of this, too. “Bring her to me.”
The men around her seemed to get it or maybe they just wanted to see what was going to happen next but for the first time in a long while, Emily didn’t have a cock in any hole.
“Bring her to me,” Emily said again.
Mira was pushing Cassie forward when Emily shook her head. “Not her,” she said. “I want you.”
“Me,” a startled Mira said. “But I don’t do it anymore.”
She was right, Emily thought. Somehow, Mira didn’t get fucked like the rest of them and somehow, that just wasn’t fair. “No one gets away without getting her pussy fucked,” she said.
Mira was shaking her head. “No,” she tried to say. “No.”
But Emily still wasn’t having any of that. She pulled herself up off the table and then she pushed Mira down over the table. “There’s three of us,” she said in a low voice and three dicks. “It looks like you’re going to get fucked.”
“No,” Mira said. “No.”
But already Emily was pulling the other waitress’s jeans down and then she was taking down the woman’s panties and she let a hand slide between Mira’s legs. “Looks like someone’s kind of wet here,” she observed.
“No,” Mira moaned. “No.”
Emily looked at the man who up until recently had had his cock between her legs and then she looked at the waitress draped across the top of the table and that was all the man needed to get the idea of what was needed. In moments, he was sliding his cock between a moaning Mira’s needy, little legs.
Emily looked over at Cassie. “I think she likes it,” she said.
“It certainly looks like it,” Cassie agreed.
“Kind of makes me wish it were me,” Emily said somewhat wistfully.
“Yeah,” Cassie agreed.
Without even realizing she was doing it, Emily let a hand drift between her legs. Not that long ago, she thought, not that long ago, that had been her getting her pussy fucked and for the life of her, she couldn’t understand why she’d given up her position.
“Looks like someone’s feeling a bit lonely.”
Emily looked up to find the man whose cock she’d been sucking standing there and looking at her. “Yeah, well ...” she began.
Well what? Was she actually saying she wanted to get her pussy fucked.
“Say no more,” the man said. “I think I know what you want.”
“What,” she asked bitterly.
The man was standing close to her and then he moved even closer. His hand stroked her back and then he was sliding it down, sliding it down past her waist, letting his hand slide between her cheeks.
Maybe he did know what she wanted, Emily thought.
He was pushing her down over one of the seats in the booth and then he was moving in behind her. Emily could feel his cock as he worked it between her legs. He wasn’t inside her yet, but she knew that was only a matter of time.
His cock was right there, the head of it right there at her opening. What was he waiting for, Emily wondered. Couldn’t he see she needed to be fucked. He had to know it.
And just when Emily was starting to wonder if he really did get it, the man shoved his cock in between her legs.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Oh yeah. That’s it. Fuck me.”
Emily groaned. This wasn’t the way she’d thought it would be. She’d thought she’d had it all figured out. She thought she knew the way things worked. She thought ...
Oh fuck, that cock felt good. Oh geez.
She was bent over one of the seats in the booth and there beside her was Mira, still bent over her table and still getting her pussy fucked and moaning like crazy like she hadn’t been fucked like this in a long, long time, and there on the other side was Cassie, bent over a seat just like she was and getting her pussy fucked, just like she was.
She’d thought she’d had it all figured out. She thought she’d knew what was going to happen, but here she was again, getting her pussy fucked and loving every moment of it.
She was going to cum. Emily knew that. She was going to cum and she wanted to do it. She wanted to cum all over that cock.
She thought she had it all figured out but it was clear that she hadn’t and for the moment at least, she thought as her pussy started to cum, for the moment, that was just fine.
After all, she could always figure it out tomorrow.