It's been a while since I haven't come to these places to tell you some experience, but not because I don't have any, rather because I work too much and there's no time, but due to life circumstances, I needed to ask for a few days off, and here I am. Let's start.
A while ago, I got a job as a dishwasher (lavo vajilla) at a restaurant in Belgrano. And my job is very boring, impossible that anything interesting happens because I don't leave the local, in fact, I don't even see the customers, but last month (August)...I could say the day because I was fulfilling a family obligation, we had a black day, because the 3 deliveries of the shift didn't come for different reasons. Therefore, the orders were delivered by the waiters, one obvious at a time, but at a moment the hall was very full, and I couldn't leave anyone without attending, then the manager says to me How are things going? to which I respond As long as no one leaves, everything is washed and dry. Then he says ok, dry it, take off your apron and bring me an order to the unbearable The unbearableIt's a milf with a big ass, who always complains about everything. I never saw her in person because of my position, but the guys from my colleagues showed her to me through the security cameras during dead moments when the manager wasn't around, and honestly I wanted to know her, so when she said that already I was about to get started, but I managed to grab some perfume from my purse and threw myself a little with the excuse 'I smell like food'.
By the way, I'm happy to be out of there because I was stuck inside, because even though I got cold...I was free for a while and besides I was about to meet this flat girl.
I arrive at the address, ring, 'already going down'. She comes down, attends me...SHE - Hi tasty, how cold, what do I owe you?
I - price
SHE deposited it via Private Message, right?
I - Yes, I need to see the receipt or send it by WhatsApp to CarmenShe's a friend of the owner, so she has the phoneShe - Yes yes, are you new? I've never seen you before. You're tasty.
I - (wanted to laugh because 'tasty' is old-fashioned and I couldn't) Thanks. No, it's just that we had a problem with the deliveries, I'm always in the batch.
SHE - Ahh, aren't you on the menu?
I - How?
SHE - Nothing, leave her.Well, he showed me that he had sent the receipt and I turned back...or so I tried.SHE - Para, don't go, are you in a hurry? I'm alone.
I - (it never crossed my mind, what was it for to take) Yes, I'm with the room full.
SHE - Oh, does it bother you if I ask for your cell phone? As old-fashioned as you look at me, you seem very handsome to me and I would like to spend a bit of time with you without rush, talking, don't you? He wanted to brake himself, but he had already gotten too embarrassed.I - Yes, tell me yours and I'll call you and schedule it.She called me, hung up, and scheduled an appointmentSHE - Left New Delivery, I already scheduled it, bye tasty.I waved goodbye with my hand, turned around and smiled because I couldn't take it anymore that they kept saying tasty to me and on top of that so often. He stayed stuck in the past with flattery.
I return to my workplace, resume activities, and at a moment I slip up. I'm going out with a young friend, I tell him and he puts his hand on his forehead, bowing his head.I - What's up?
BARMAN - You've got a fat brother!!!
I - Why?
BARMAN - Do you know that I've been working here for 7 years. That cutie asked me to deliver two beers from the time I started working here, he's always against me and starts going out. It smells like 'the third one' is coming.
Give it to him, don't screw me, I wish!!! Look if that guy, was just cut off nothing more. He must have asked my phone for some info from someone I'm not going to give.
BARMAN - Are you seriously thinking that?And I fall there, because of his face) YOU - Give it to Marcos, do you say he wants to fall for me? Marcos raises his eyebrows as if saying 'you look, it's obvious'. It didn't take ten minutes from this chat, and this photo arrives with a message
He was really good, they always cook deliciously there, but I left the dessert for youImagine my face, my heart, MY SHAME, I couldn't take it anymore, it was a boiling of sensations. On one side I had just missed, and I wanted to kill myself for being late, because I got nervous and didn't realize it, but at the same time I wanted to celebrate that my train hadn't passed, and there was another chance...but I had to wait like at least until the next day, and those 8, 10 or 12 hours were an eternity. That day went by, the next one did too, and only on the third day did he send me a message...SHE - Hi tasty, do you know I'm on a diet, but today I have my allowed treat, and I thought of dessert. Do you want to eat it with me?
I - Hello Laura (put it on), I'm feeling great today, so it seems very kind of you. Accept.I was feigning the sickly desires I had for him, but as I replied, I remembered the photo and pinched my cock. We coordinated, he arrived, made me pass through, all normal treatment, I enter the department, we chat, literally he gives me a flan with a plate that had a dollop of sweet cream and another of whipped cream, and I wanted to die, I was insulting myself inside, thought it was a joke from my friend's waiter, a thousand things crossed my mind in a microsecond. Then I eat it, and as I'm eating bite by bite, 'Laura' started firing artillery from all sides, getting stronger every time, but I don't want to bore you with so much dialogue. Anyway, at one point, back and forth between the kitchen and living room at that moment, she comes in but doesn't have the decent clothes she attended me with, but a violet lace outfit...and walking very calmly as if telling me about her day, she says 'I hope you haven't filled up, because what's left is the tastiest'.I - No, there's always room for something savory.
SHE - Less bad, because look if Passes a finger over the sweet cum and passes it through the left breastI get all dirty, I don't make it there.Laurita was on fire, not warming up the atmosphere little by little, no beating around the bush, she went straight to the point. I felt like Chiquito Romero with Iran in 2014, I couldn't let a game that favored me so much slip away, but they were really messing with me. If we do well, I'll be waiting for you in part 2, which I'm already going to write, so this chapter won't be too long.
A while ago, I got a job as a dishwasher (lavo vajilla) at a restaurant in Belgrano. And my job is very boring, impossible that anything interesting happens because I don't leave the local, in fact, I don't even see the customers, but last month (August)...I could say the day because I was fulfilling a family obligation, we had a black day, because the 3 deliveries of the shift didn't come for different reasons. Therefore, the orders were delivered by the waiters, one obvious at a time, but at a moment the hall was very full, and I couldn't leave anyone without attending, then the manager says to me How are things going? to which I respond As long as no one leaves, everything is washed and dry. Then he says ok, dry it, take off your apron and bring me an order to the unbearable The unbearableIt's a milf with a big ass, who always complains about everything. I never saw her in person because of my position, but the guys from my colleagues showed her to me through the security cameras during dead moments when the manager wasn't around, and honestly I wanted to know her, so when she said that already I was about to get started, but I managed to grab some perfume from my purse and threw myself a little with the excuse 'I smell like food'.
By the way, I'm happy to be out of there because I was stuck inside, because even though I got cold...I was free for a while and besides I was about to meet this flat girl.
I arrive at the address, ring, 'already going down'. She comes down, attends me...SHE - Hi tasty, how cold, what do I owe you?
I - price
SHE deposited it via Private Message, right?
I - Yes, I need to see the receipt or send it by WhatsApp to CarmenShe's a friend of the owner, so she has the phoneShe - Yes yes, are you new? I've never seen you before. You're tasty.
I - (wanted to laugh because 'tasty' is old-fashioned and I couldn't) Thanks. No, it's just that we had a problem with the deliveries, I'm always in the batch.
SHE - Ahh, aren't you on the menu?
I - How?
SHE - Nothing, leave her.Well, he showed me that he had sent the receipt and I turned back...or so I tried.SHE - Para, don't go, are you in a hurry? I'm alone.
I - (it never crossed my mind, what was it for to take) Yes, I'm with the room full.
SHE - Oh, does it bother you if I ask for your cell phone? As old-fashioned as you look at me, you seem very handsome to me and I would like to spend a bit of time with you without rush, talking, don't you? He wanted to brake himself, but he had already gotten too embarrassed.I - Yes, tell me yours and I'll call you and schedule it.She called me, hung up, and scheduled an appointmentSHE - Left New Delivery, I already scheduled it, bye tasty.I waved goodbye with my hand, turned around and smiled because I couldn't take it anymore that they kept saying tasty to me and on top of that so often. He stayed stuck in the past with flattery.
I return to my workplace, resume activities, and at a moment I slip up. I'm going out with a young friend, I tell him and he puts his hand on his forehead, bowing his head.I - What's up?
BARMAN - You've got a fat brother!!!
I - Why?
BARMAN - Do you know that I've been working here for 7 years. That cutie asked me to deliver two beers from the time I started working here, he's always against me and starts going out. It smells like 'the third one' is coming.
Give it to him, don't screw me, I wish!!! Look if that guy, was just cut off nothing more. He must have asked my phone for some info from someone I'm not going to give.
BARMAN - Are you seriously thinking that?And I fall there, because of his face) YOU - Give it to Marcos, do you say he wants to fall for me? Marcos raises his eyebrows as if saying 'you look, it's obvious'. It didn't take ten minutes from this chat, and this photo arrives with a message
He was really good, they always cook deliciously there, but I left the dessert for youImagine my face, my heart, MY SHAME, I couldn't take it anymore, it was a boiling of sensations. On one side I had just missed, and I wanted to kill myself for being late, because I got nervous and didn't realize it, but at the same time I wanted to celebrate that my train hadn't passed, and there was another chance...but I had to wait like at least until the next day, and those 8, 10 or 12 hours were an eternity. That day went by, the next one did too, and only on the third day did he send me a message...SHE - Hi tasty, do you know I'm on a diet, but today I have my allowed treat, and I thought of dessert. Do you want to eat it with me?
I - Hello Laura (put it on), I'm feeling great today, so it seems very kind of you. Accept.I was feigning the sickly desires I had for him, but as I replied, I remembered the photo and pinched my cock. We coordinated, he arrived, made me pass through, all normal treatment, I enter the department, we chat, literally he gives me a flan with a plate that had a dollop of sweet cream and another of whipped cream, and I wanted to die, I was insulting myself inside, thought it was a joke from my friend's waiter, a thousand things crossed my mind in a microsecond. Then I eat it, and as I'm eating bite by bite, 'Laura' started firing artillery from all sides, getting stronger every time, but I don't want to bore you with so much dialogue. Anyway, at one point, back and forth between the kitchen and living room at that moment, she comes in but doesn't have the decent clothes she attended me with, but a violet lace outfit...and walking very calmly as if telling me about her day, she says 'I hope you haven't filled up, because what's left is the tastiest'.I - No, there's always room for something savory.
SHE - Less bad, because look if Passes a finger over the sweet cum and passes it through the left breastI get all dirty, I don't make it there.Laurita was on fire, not warming up the atmosphere little by little, no beating around the bush, she went straight to the point. I felt like Chiquito Romero with Iran in 2014, I couldn't let a game that favored me so much slip away, but they were really messing with me. If we do well, I'll be waiting for you in part 2, which I'm already going to write, so this chapter won't be too long.
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