0 comments/ 84528 views/ 12 favorites Richie's Cafe Ch. 01 By: Slickman Note from Slickman: This story is a fantasy and in no way promotes abuse to women. If such a story upsets you then do not proceed. The fat man Richie will get his in Chapter 02. All rights reserved. Richie's Café Ch. 01 Mike and Darla Whitehouse drove around the small hick town of Whiskeyville until they finally found a house with a "FOR RENT" sign on it. Mike had just accepted a job as the town clerk of this small hick town in the foothills of South Carolina. The job didn't pay much but it would give him a start on building up his resume. His wife Darla had just finished Junior College in the Low Country and would also have to find some type of job to allow them to pay their bills. Two weeks later after the UHAUL was unloaded they both quickly realized there were no higher level jobs available. As they ate lunch in the only café in town Darla saw a sign behind the counter that read: "HELP WANTED". "Maybe I can get a job here," she said to her husband. They had only been married a little over a year. "But you waited tables for five years while I got my degree," Mike said. "I don't want you doing it again." "We need the money and this is the only job opened to me right now," she said holding his arm. "This looks like a real nice place." Darla got an application from the black waitress and filled it out that night. The next morning a girl called her to come in for an interview with the owner, Richie Johnson. Darla kissed her husband as she left for her interview. The girl told her to wear jeans but she did not understanding why it was so important. Maybe the owner liked girls in jeans. She picked out her tightest pair in hopes of getting him to notice her ass. She was ushered into the back of the restaurant by a young girl with short hair and met Richie Johnson, the biggest fattest man she had ever seen. He glanced at her application. "A college girl huh?" "Yes sir, Junior College." "Married." It was not on her application however she saw him looking at her wedding band. "Yes sir, one year." She remembered that her husband had said an employer is not allowed to ask martial status however she was not going to tell him about it. He put down the paper and opened his desk. After picking out a black garment that looked like a waitress dress he gave it to her. "Put this on and let me see how you look in it." "Here?" She asked looking around the fat slobs cluttered office that was located in the corner of the storeroom towards the back of the restaurant. She knew that if she refused she would not be hired. "Yes dear," Hog man grinned. "If it fits nicely on you I won't take the cost out of your first paycheck." Darla looked down at her halter blouse and realized she was not wearing a bra and remembered she was wearing a very skimpy pair of white thongs under her tight jeans. "Would you turn around?" He chuckled like Jabba The Hut and turned his desk chair slightly to the side. "Go ahead.' She had always been shy with exposing her body even in the girl's gym class in high school. She knew her breasts were small compared to most women and her body was almost pure white since she rarely went to the beach. It was obvious the Tub was going to peek at her so she turned around and pushed down her jeans. The greasy smell from the kitchen nearby and the cold damp environment was causing her stomach to churn. As the tight jeans pushed down over her round buttocks her panties moved down with them until half of her ivory ass cheeks were exposed. She felt the cool air on her rear and quickly pulled up her panties. She heard him chuckle again which proved he was watching. In her halter blouse and panties she took the dress and pushed her hand into the sleeve. "You have to take off the blouse too," Jabba grunted. "I...am not....wearing a...bra," she whispered. "I can't see your little titties," Richie Johnson said. "Go ahead." His short stubby penis was rock hard for the first time in weeks. Darla placed the dress on a box, and then quickly pulled the blouse up and over her bare chest and head. She leaned forward to grab the dress from the box near her knees and realized he could see the shape and most of her pink breast. Her trembling fingers grabbed the thin black uniform and jerked it upward to allow her hands to quickly slip into the sleeves. She quickly buttoned the three buttons and turned blushing at the smiling man. "Very nice," Johnson said. "Come here and let me make sure it fits." "It fits perfectly," Darla said taking a step backwards. "DO YOU WANT THE JOB?" He asked in a loud voice. "Yes," her meekly voice replied. Her knees shook as she walked up to the huge figure. "It seems a little tight right here," he said while putting his open hand on the side of her left hip. He moved the hand up to her waist and then back down over her curved hip and slowly down her thigh. He felt her body trembling when his fingers moved down off the material and onto her bare leg just above her knee. It moved up under the dress. "Mmmm....Mister John...son," she muttered. "Please........don't." No other man but her husband had ever touched her private flesh. "I'm.....married." "Ha.......so am I," he laughed. He felt her body moving backwards and grabbed onto the middle of her thigh. "I'm a harmless old man. What harm will it do if you just give me a peek at that cute little body of yours?" His free hand quickly released the one button towards the bottom of the uniform. Before she could react he opened the flap and stared at the dark shadow of her pubic mound through the thin white panties. "I knew you were not a natural blonde," he laughed. "STOP!" Darla managed to yell when his fat fingers grabbed the elastic waistband and pulled downward until her whole pubic mound was exposed. He laughed again while twirling his finger into her soft forest. "KNOCK-KNOCK!" They both turned to look at the door on the other side of the room. "GO AWAY!" He yelled. "MR. JOHNSON. I HAVE TO ASK YOU SOMETHING!" A girl's voice yelled. "SHIT!" He groaned as he let go of her leg and pulled his fingers from her twisted curls. Darla jumped back and reconnected the button. "Do I have the job?" "Yes," he grinned. "RONNIE COME ON IN!" A woman who looked to be around thirty opened the door and walked inside. She glanced at the young girl's jeans and halter top on the box and smiled. "You must be Darla." "Yes," Darla blushed as she picked up her clothing. "Are you the one I spoke with on the phone?" "Yes," Ronnie replied. "I see you got the job." "Enough," Richie said, sharply. "What is your question?" "Do you want me to run the big or small ad this weekend?" Ronnie answered. "Shit, you could have asked me that later," he growled. "No sir, the deadline is three PM." "The big ad," he said. "You can go." Before he could tell Darla to stay Ronnie took her hand. "Come with me and I'll get you the forms you have to fill out." They quickly walked out of the office. "Thanks," Darla whispered when Ronnie closed the door. "We have to watch out for each other around him," she whispered. "If you had refused to try on the uniform you would not have gotten the job." "Isn't that sexual harassment?" Darla asked. She remembered her husband studying for a test on the subject. "Probably but no one is willing to contest him. The police captain is his brother." "This is just like that movie Porky's," Darla commented. Ronnie laughed. "Yes welcome to Porky's." Darla filled out the paperwork and Ronnie introduced her to the other employees. At twenty-two she was older than two of the young high school girls who worked there part-time after school and was younger than a cute black girl about Ronnie's age. In the kitchen she met Jason and Tim. They switched off as cooks and prep jobs. She thought Jason was cute but Tim scared her with the arms full of tattoos. "This is our area," Ronnie said opening a door off to the side. Darla looked inside to see a sofa and a chair. "What little breaks we get we take in here. If this sign is on the door do not come in. Ronnie held up the sign that read: "Occupied". Come outside and I'll show you how to use the cash register." Two hours later Ronnie was off shift and it left Darla with the young girl Jill. She was short and over weight but had a beautiful face and eyes. Two guys wearing tee shirts and jeans walked in and Jill whispered, "Be careful with those two. They're bad asses." But since they sat down at one of Darla's tables she had to wait on them. "May I help you?" "Damn, look at this fine piece of ass," Darrell said to his brother Larry. "When did you get into town?" She blushed at the remark. "A few weeks ago," she answered forcing a smile. She knew if she was friendly to the customers she would receive bigger tips. "Umm....mmmm," Darrell said as he pivoted his head around to her side and looked at her ass. "Grade A Prime meat. Turn around and let us see." Again she blushed not used to the crude remarks. "What would you like to drink?" "I'm not sure but I know what I would like to eat," Larry laughed. "You got any fur pie on that menu?" "No," she answered sharply. "Are you going to just talk or are you going to eat?" "Well fuck me," Darrell said leaning back. "We have a feisty one here. I bet you are a wildcat in bed." "You'll never find out," Darla snarled. Someone tapped her on her shoulder. She turned to see Jill. "Mr. Johnson wants to talk to you. I'll take care of them," the girl whispered. Darla panicked and figured she had just lost her job. "Excuse me," she said to the red-neck twins and walked towards the rear door where the big man stood. "Come back to my office," he snapped. Darla could not even see around the large body as he wobbled down the hallway. He opened the door and held it open for her to come inside. She stood stiffly as he walked back to the special built wide body chair and sat down. "Come here." "They were being very nasty to me," she said in defense. "They are two of my best customers," he said glaring at her. "Come here." Darla remembered the cold sweaty hand on her thigh before as she slowly walked up to his chair. "I need this job," she thought. "Bend over my lap," he said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled. His strength quickly overpowered her as she felt forward and then downward on top of his fat thighs. "Oh God, what are you going to do?" She asked as she tried to push up off of his legs. "You've been a bad girl and Big Daddy now has to spank you." He grabbed the bottom of her uniform and jerked it up over her panty-covered ass. Darla tried to speak but was too shocked and afraid. She felt his fingers grab her panties and then pull until they rested around her knees. Her bare ass was his to do as he pleased. Richie grinned when he saw the nicest ass he had ever seen. Most of the locals knew about his fetishes and therefore the only women he could get were the ones who were desperate for a job. He dropped his fingers down onto the soft cushions and squeezed. "Very nice." "Don't," Darla growled. How did this man think she would allow such a thing? "I'll report you to the police." She had forgotten who Richie's brother was. "Good, maybe he will want to spank you next?" He raised his hand and brought it sharply down on the delicate flesh. "SMACK!" "AHHHH!" She cried out from the sharp pain. "STOP!" "SMACK!" Came the sound from her other buttock. "PLEASE STOP!" She cried out. "SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!!!" Tears flowed from Darla's eyes from the pain and humiliation. The pain had turned to a burning sensation and it felt like her whole backside was covered in flames. He stopped and softly rubbed over her throbbing flesh. "Are you going to do what I tell you from now on?" "NO!" She screamed. She knew what was coming but was not ready for it. "SMACK!, SMACK!, SMACK!, SMACK!, SMACK!" He pushed her panties down and off her feet. "SMACK!, SMACK!, SMACK!" "Are you going to do what I tell you from now on?" "Ye....sssss," she gasped. She tried to squeeze her legs together to prevent him from seeing under her bright red cheeks at her exposed pussy but his thick fingers pried them apart. "Are you trying to hide your pussy from me?" He whispered. She tightened her butt in anticipation of more spanks. "No." She gasped when his thick middle finger moved up under her ass and across her opened slit. She thought about objecting but realized he would only hit her some more. His finger was bigger than her husband's penis as he pushed it up into her moist pussy. "I thought you were married," Johnson chuckled. "He must be a pencil dick." "My-my, your honey hole is dripping. You like this spanking stuff don't you?" As much as Darla tried to prevent it the finger was giving her pleasure. He rubbed across her raised clitoris and heard her moan. ***** With Ronnie gone Jill's only hope to stop the spankings that the whole restaurant could hear, was Tim. She hurried into the kitchen. "You have to stop him." "I need this job," Tim said looking at the hard nipples under Jill's uniform. "If I do it what do I get?" Jill remembered the pain she had experienced when Richie broke her in. "Whatever you want." Tim smiled as he removed his apron and tossed it onto the sink counter. He moved down the hallway and knocked on the boss's door. "MR. JOHNSON." ***** The fat man's finger was now fucking in and out of Darla's pussy and she was moaning each time. He knew she was almost there. "COME IN!" Darla heard him invite someone into the office while she was spread-legged ass naked on Johnson's lap. "OH GOD!" She cried out as she tried to push off of him but his heavy arm held her down. The door opened and Tim walked in. When he saw Darla's nearly naked body and the fat man's red hand prints on her ass he stopped and closed the door. "Have you met Darla?" Johnson asked with a grin. His finger was still buried in her moist hole. "Sir, the customers are leaving," Tim said lying. "They can hear you spanking her." "I'm not spanking her anymore. Ain't that right Darla?" He pushed his whole finger deeply up into her pussy. "Yes," she moaned. "Do you want me to stop what I'm doing?" He pulled his finger out and jammed it forcefully back inside. "Nooo," she moaned again. "I won't have to spank you anymore will I?" "No," she replied. "See, no more spanking. You can leave now." Tim had a hard-on when he turned and walked out. He saw Jill waiting for him. "There will be no more spanking." He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "We will close up tonight." He had been trying to get between those young thighs since she passed her eighteenth birthday. ***** "Mr. Johnson, can I get up now?" Darla begged. His fat finger was still deeply buried in her hot pussy. Richie smiled and slowly pulled his digit from her sex. "Sure, sugar pie." He took her shoulder and pulled her up. As she stood in front of him her uniform was still up around her waist thus exposing her full bush to his eyes for the first time. She reached down to push down the uniform but he grabbed and held her wrist. "Don't you ever trim that bush?" He asked as he once again twirled his fingers through the thick growth. "No sir," she replied, far past the point of embarrassment. Her ass was still stinging and her legs were quivering. She gasped when he curled his finger and pushed it back up into her dampness. "You sure are tight for a married woman," he said again. "How big is your husband's prick?" He rubbed his big thumb on her clit as he once again finger-fucked her. "Ohh," she moaned. "I'm not sure." "Is he as big as my finger?" He laughed holding up his middle finger on his free hand. "Noooo," she moaned. She tried hard to not be excited but his touches on her sensitive button were driving her crazy. Suddenly he pulled his finger from her quim. "Enough for tonight." He reached into his top desk draw and removed a white tube. "Turn around." "Please don't spank me again," she begged. He held the uniform up as he squeezed the soothing cream on her red cheeks. "Ahhh," she sighed. The cream was putting out the fire. She flinched when his fingertips gently spread it around and around. "Thank you sir." He grinned because he had thought she would be tougher to break in. The black girl Lena had held out for almost a week before finally giving into his desires. "So will we see you back here again tomorrow afternoon?" He reached into the desk again and pulled out a new one hundred dollar bill and handed it to her. If he had asked her that about ten minutes ago her answer would have been different. "Yes sir." Darla almost ran from his office and grabbed her purse from the small room before dashing out through the restaurant. She heard the redneck boys laughing as she closed the glass door. When she sat in her car she cried out in pain. Her ass still hurt badly. ***** Mike was watching TV when he heard the car door outside and then heard the front door open and close. "In here!" He yelled. Darla gathered herself and walked into the living room. "I got the job but I can't work there." "Why not?" He snapped back at her. "It's the only job around." "It's the owner, he gets fresh with the women," she said looking down. She felt guilty that she had allowed the man to finger her vagina. "Honey, you're a beautiful woman. It's natural that men want to get friendly with you. You told me it happened in Charleston when you were a waitress there." "Yes, but that was just verbal propositions. Mr. Johnson touches." "He touched you?" Mike sat up. "Yes, but I was told his brother is the police captain so who would I tell?" "Where did he touch you?" Mike moved closer to her. "My ass," she whispered. She didn't want to tell him that the man had spanked her. She saw the excitement in his eyes instead of anger. Her eyes quickly looked to the large bulge in his cotton shorts. "So what? As long as it is just your ass." Darla almost hit him with her purse. He was not pissed off another man touched her but was instead excited and was downplaying it. She smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "As long as it's OK with you it's OK with me." She stood and walked towards the bedroom. "I was hoping we could you know....," he grinned. "I worked my ass off today," she grinned back. "I need a hot bath." ***** "Lock the front door," Tim said to Jill with a grin. He remembered her deal with him that if he could get old man Johnson to stop spanking the new girl that she would do whatever he wanted. He had tried for some time to get closer to her but she had rebuke him saying that she had a steady boyfriend back at the high school. "I.......I...didn't mean......anything," she said, nervously while locking the door. So far she had only jerked off and recently had intercourse with her much younger and smaller boyfriend. Tim chuckled while she walked to the door. Her ass was a little big but her nice large round breasts more than compensated for it. It had been a while since he had fucked a teenager. "Let's go back into the lounge." Jill thought about bailing out the front door and never coming back but she needed the job and she had more than once masturbated while imagining Tim between her meaty thighs. She turned off the roadway sign and the lights in the restaurant and then walked down the dim lit hallway to the small lounge. Tim was smiling and sitting back on the sofa. Jill walked towards the chair but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down onto his lap. "Don't hurt me," she purred as his hand roamed down over her soft ass cheek. He lightly tapped it. Richie's Cafe Ch. 01 "So does the fat man spank all of you?" He asked while gently nibbling on her the soft nape of her neck. "Yes," Jill whispered. His lips were sending chills down her spine. "Are you naked when he does it?" He remembered seeing the new girl lying across Johnson's lap with her panties off and her red butt exposed. He lightly tapped her butt again. "Nooo," she moaned. His lips were causing serious heat between her thighs. "He just pulls down.......our panties." "Does he finger your pussy too?" He remembered seeing Johnson fingering the new girl's hole. "Not me. He thinks I'm a virgin." "Are you?" Jill turned her head and looked into his masculine eyes. "No, but I was until two weeks ago." He leaned his head forward and pecked on her soft lips. "Do you care if I fuck you?" "I'm going steady," she giggled. His hand had moved down to her bare knee and was now moving up under the waitress uniform. Tim was almost as old as her father. He pushed down between her sweaty thick thighs until he found the silk covered slit. She was dripping wet and ready for him. "Open up the buttons and show me what you've been teasing me with for the past two months." Jill had not exposed her body for her boyfriend before. The two times they had intercourse it had been dark in the front seat of his pick-up truck out on a lonely dirt road. "I'm fat," she whispered. He laughed as he pushed his finger under the moist panties and into her hairy gash. "I like my women with meat on their bones." Her eyes rolled back into their sockets as her legs opened widely to allow him access up into her tight pussy. "That feels......good." She moaned. "Open your buttons," he said again. This time her trembling fingers popped the three buttons and pulled open the uniform. Her 40DD knockers popped outward still contained under the straining bra. His middle finger continued to rub across her thick clit as it pushed in and out of her honey pot. "Remove your bra," he whispered. Jill kept her eyes closed as she pushed the uniform off her shoulders and reached behind her to release the triple clasp bra. She pulled it from her shoulders and then down off her massive white orbs. Her huge nipples stuck out almost two inches. "Damn," he said looking at the Dolly Parton clones. "I had no idea they were this big and beautiful." He leaned down and sucked in the long pink tip. Jill lost it when her tit was being sucked. Her boyfriend had touched them but he had not suckled on her nipple. The finger in her pussy and his tongue dancing on her nip had her gasping for breath. "OH GOD!" Tim knew she was ready and so was he. He lifted her bulk from his lap and as she stood before him pulled off her damp white panties. A pad of pubic hair rested above her swollen pussy lips. He guided her nakedness down onto the sofa and stood to undress. Jill lay back with her legs spread open ready for him. She watched him remove his tee shirt and saw the many tattoos scattered about on his chest, shoulders and arms. Her eyes locked onto his bulge when he pushed down his jeans and briefs over his long but thin penis. It didn't look any thicker than her boyfriend's but it was almost three times as long. She bit her lower lip as he lowered his thin muscular body between her thighs and guided his missile into her launch pad. "AHHHHHHHHHH," Jill moaned while his thin cock pushed deeper and deeper into her new womanhood. When he stopped she looked into his eyes. "You're filling me up." "That's the idea," he grinned. It had been almost a month since he had his last piece of ass so he knew he would not be able to last very long. He fiddled with her swollen clit as he methodically fucked her brains out. Jill had thought she had climaxed before but suddenly knew she was wrong. Her body was on fire and was about to explode. She hung onto his tattooed back when she climaxed. "OHHHHHHHH GODDDDD!" She felt his spunk fill her hole and ooze out as he continued to pump into her. Finally their bodies stopped moving. "That was wonderful," she giggled. "Can we do it again?" Tim laughed. "There will be more nights. What about your boyfriend? I thought you were going steady." "Fuck him," Jill whispered. She didn't need him anymore. ***** Darla was nervous when she drove behind the restaurant to park the next day. She was to start at 11:00AM and work until 7:00PM but decided to arrive early so the big man wouldn't be mad and spank her again. Her ass was slightly bruised and her pride was seriously weakened by the previous day's affair. As bad as that was the part of having another man finger her pussy had turned her on whether she would admit it or not. Plus, the extra $100 in cash he gave her went straight to her secret piggy bank. "She came back," Ronnie whispered to Lena as Darla walked into the door. "You owe me five bucks." "Good morning," Darla smiled at Ronnie. "Where do you want me to work today?" "Since its Tuesday it will be a little slow so why don't you do the inventory for me?" Ronnie said as she picked up a clipboard with a stack of papers clipped to it. "Come on back and I'll show you how to do it." They moved to the time clock and Darla clocked in before walking past Mr. Johnson's office. "Is he in today?" "He'll be in around noon," Ronnie answered. "How is your ass today?" "Sore," She said. "I guess you heard that he spanked me for being rude to Darrell and Larry." "He does it to all new girls so no matter what you did yesterday you were going to get a spanking. It gets his tiny little dick off." She laughed. "Is.........is that all he does?" Darla asked as Ronnie led her down a long row of shelves filled with canned vegetables, mustard, and ketchup. "Well...he does have a roaming finger." Ronnie turned and saw Darla blush. "So he fingered you too." "Yes," Darla answered. "I don't want to scare you away but he does like a few other things. Don't worry he's too fat to fuck you but he likes a hand job once in a while." "Oh, I could never do that," Darla said. "I'm married." Ronnie laughed. "So was I when I started here. In those days he would only give us ten dollars for a hand job. I hope you have figured it out by now that most of our earnings comes from keeping the big man happy." "I have," Darla whispered. They moved to a back wall of paneling where Ronnie stopped and pulled out a large can of pickles. "His office is on the other side of this wall. If you push on the paneling you can see into the room." Ronnie did so and Darla looked over her arm at the back of his desk. "I don't understand," Darla said wondering why Ronnie would want to look at the other girls being mistreated. "It's the only way we can keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn't go too far. Yesterday I was watching when he exposed you. I could see you were ready to run for it." They heard a door open and both peeked through the wall to see Richie waddle into the room. He moved to a picture of himself on the far wall and pulled it out to uncover a wall safe. He opened it and pulled out a huge stack of money. "He makes a lot of money with gambling," Ronnie whispered. "On Saturday night after we close he sets up a high stacks poker game back here." "Of course his brother knows all about it," Darla whispered. "Yes, be careful with his brother Randy. He likes to do more than just touch and spank." Richie took a stack of money, closed the safe and walked back to his chair. He picked up his phone. "I better get back out front," Ronnie whispered. "Compare the list to what is on the shelves." Darla watched her leave and started the inventory. It was almost an hour later when Ronnie came back into the storeroom. "I'm almost finished," Darla said. "Shhh," Ronnie whispered. "Jason's wife just came in to see Richie. Jason has been out sick a lot the past month and Richie is threatening to fire him." She pushed on the wall and they watched the young very nervous woman walk in. ***** "Hello Penny," Richie grinned. "How is your husband today?" "He........still feels pretty bad. He should not have come to work yesterday." "Well, I've been a patient man but I need an employee who shows up for work," Richie said. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to let him go." He looked at her for a reaction. "Please Mr. Johnson," she said clasping her fingers together. "We have a lot of medical bills and our rent is due." Tears flowed from her eyes. Richie glanced at the tight jeans and loose sweatshirt she was wearing. "How much money do you need to get the bills up to date?" Her sniffles stopped. "A lot. The rent is $450 and we owe $289.00 to the doctor." He reached into his desk and pulled out the stack of money. "So if I was to loan you $800 would it help?" "Mr. Johnson, I don't know what to say," she smiled as her tiny fingers wiped the tears from her face. ***** "That was nice," Darla whispered as they continued to peek though the opening. Ronnie smiled. "Keep watching." ***** Richie counted out eight one-hundred dollar bills and handed them out to her. As she reached for the stack he pulled it back. "What's in it for me?" Penny sat back. "We will repay you every cent." "I'm sure you will but how about now?" He looked at her sweatshirt. "Maybe if you took off your sweatshirt I'll have more faith that you are serious." Penny had told her husband she was going out for a while and had heard rumors about Richie Johnson taking advantage of the waitresses. So it didn't surprise her when he asked for her sweatshirt. "I'm only doing this because we need the money," she said looking down as she pulled the Game Cocks sweatshirt over her short dark hair. She placed it on the chair next to her and brushed back her hair. She proudly pushed out her powder blue semi-cup bra. "Did you wear that just for me?" He laughed. His reputation had grown county wide. "How about those jeans now?" A slight smile forced outward as she unsnapped the front, pushed down the zipper and lifted her hips to push the tight denim down her soft pink thighs. She folded them neatly and sat them on the sweatshirt. Again she sat back proudly. Except for a few stretch marks from the baby her body was back into its hard shape. "Please stand and let me see the rear," he said leaning forward. He looked at the dark shadows of her small nipples and the thin darkness of her trimmed bush through the matching powder blue panties. Penny did as he asked and tightened her butt cheeks for an improved effect. She knew it wasn't the only thing he was going to ask her to do. She slowly turned back around and saw his smile. She waited. "The bra," he commanded. Her fingers trembled as she released the front clasp and pulled the half cups from her pure white mounds. Her nipples were as hard as she could remember. "I guess you want me to take these off too," she teased by putting her fingers in the waistband of her triangular blue panties. He nodded and she pushed them down slowly over her damp folds and lower off her legs. Although the temperature in his office was frigid her body was very hot. She turned again without him asking. "Come here," he ordered. His eyes focused on the thin strip of curly tendrils carved above her pink slit. Penny moved in front of his knees and waited. ***** "What's he going to do?" Darla whispered in Ronnie's ear. "Who knows?" Ronnie answered. ***** "Turn around and bend forward," he said firmly. Penny hesitated but then did as he said. She looked at the other wall and then lowered her top half until she was looking down at the floor. She knew he could see both her anus and her moist pussy. "Spread the cheeks." Again she hesitated until she remembered the money. Her fingers reached back to her hips and found the tight valley. She pulled the buttocks outward until her whole ass crack and her pussy was wide open. "Back up." She almost tripped as she tried to walk backwards while holding her ass open. She looked under her chest and stomach and saw his body only inches from her bare ass. Her eyes opened widely when she felt his hot breath blowing on her privates. Then she gasped when his fat tongue pushed between her cheeks and into her tiny anus. No one, not even Jason, had even touched her there and now this brute of a man had his tongue about three inches inside of her. ***** "Is he licking her vagina?" Darla asked Ronnie. They could only see the back of his head in front of her ass. "I think it's a little higher," Ronnie said knowing Darla was completely grossed out. "In her butt?" "Yes, in her butt." ***** As Richie fucked her ass with his tongue his fingers pushed into her dripping pussy. She moaned as he continued to violate her two holes. Penny had thought it would be sickening having this man have his way with her but he was doing something so naughty and nasty that it was exciting. Her sex life with Jason had dwindled to maybe once per month since the baby was born last year. All she knew right then was that his fingers were quickly bringing her off. "Mr. Johnson, I'm going to cum." She said feeling the igniter about to blow the powder keg. He slowed down and heard her groan of dissatisfaction. He licked and rubbed some more until her ass was fucking back against his face. It was then that she climaxed. "OH YESSSS!!! NOW!!!!" Penny climaxed and felt her legs turn to jelly. Her body twisted until it fell into a pretzel at his feet. ***** Both Ronnie and Darla stared at the silent room for almost a minute. "I forgot to tell you he has a hot tongue." Ronnie whispered. "We better get out front." They moved the can of pickles back and headed out the front. Darla was waiting on a customer when Penny walked out of the back smiling. "You must be Darla," Penny smiled. "Jason mentioned you started yesterday." "Yes," Darla said. "And you are Penny." "Yes, I will be helping you on the weekends to help pay for some loans," Penny said. "Good," Darla grinned. She wanted to find out just how good the big man's tongue was without the real thing. Darla made it thought the late lunch period without any problems and was starting to feel good about the job until the door opened and Larry and his brother Darrell walked in. They looked around to see which section she was working and headed her way. Darla was taking another couples order when she felt something brush against her ass. She knew it was one of the red-necks but didn't flinch. A few minutes later she walked to their booth which was in the rear corner. "May I take your order?" She asked with the pen touching the order booklet. "I order you to sit down here next to me," Darrell chuckled. To his surprise she did. "Now may I write down what you would like?" She smiled. Except for the fuzzy unshaven faces the two good ol' boys were not bad looking. "A burger and fries," Darrell said while placing his hand on her thigh just under the short uniform. He expected her to pull it away but she left it there. "Anything to drink?" She asked. His hand was strong and his fingers rough as he squeezed her tender thigh. "A coke," he grinned while moving his hand under her uniform. Again she pretended it wasn't happening. She wrote down the drink order and looked at a surprised Larry. "What would you like?" Darrell's fingers were now brushing against the elastic of her new yellow panties. "I'd like for you to come over here," he said realizing his brother was getting the free feels. Darla looked at Darrell whose fingers were now pressing into her silk-covered pussy lips. "Sorry but I must go over there," she giggled as she slid out of her seat and sat next to the other brother. Her uniform was now bunched up high on her thighs. "Go ahead," she smiled as she pushed her leg sideways until it touched his. His rough fingers quickly took over and didn't waste any time touching her leg. His middle finger pushed her panties about an inch into her dripping hole. "Meatloaf and mash potatoes," he whispered. Of all the waitresses they had harassed at Richie's she was definitely the finest. "And, a coke." She gasped when he touched over her swollen clit but kept writing. "Maybe later you two will want desert." She smiled as she pushed out of the bench seat and stood pushing down her uniform. As she walked to the kitchen to put in the order she saw Richie looking through the small window. He moved aside while she walked in. "Hello Mr. Johnson." "Well Hello Darla," the big man said as he cupped her ass. "I'm glad to see you have learned how to take care of my best customers." Darla giggled and moved away. "My butt is still a little sore," she whispered. She thought about how Richie had pleasured Jason's wife with his tongue. "Maybe I should put some more cream on it," he whispered back. "OK," she smiled. "My next break is at 3:00PM." She walked over to the table and clipped the brother's orders to the clip board. Ten minutes later she carried the food to Darrell and Larry. As she leaned over to push the dishes back to them both of them touched one of her legs. She let their fingers worm up to her panties again until she moved back. "You better eat your food or it will get cold." She had learned to play the game however it was making her extremely horny. Ronnie had seen what was going on so when she met Darla at the cash register later she whispered, "Be careful teasing those two." "Who said I was teasing?" Darla whispered back. If it made the big man happy it meant she would probably get more bonuses. A few minutes later Darla almost had to eat those words because the brothers put her to the test. They had both ordered cherry pies and when she brought the pies over Darrell pulled her down next to him again. She figured he wanted to rub her panties again and didn't fight as he pulled her back into the booth which prevented anyone else, but Larry, to see them. Darla felt his hand touch her leg but instead of moving under her uniform he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand over to his lap. She felt his hard-on under his jeans. Since she had not touched another man's member besides her husbands she was excited and wondered how big he was. "Do me while I eat my pie," he whispered. Darla looked over at a smiling Larry and knew he was next. She squeezed the stiff rod and moved her fingers down to the tip. He was about the same size as her husband but seemed to be a lot thicker. She figured she would be able to get him off just like that however she heard the zipper and felt it being lowered. Her hand moved away as he fished it out. He smiled and returned his hands to the task of eating his pie. Darla's fingers trembled as they moved back over his lap until they touched his hot penis. Her fingers opened and wrapped around it. As she stroked it she looked at Larry. "Why don't you come over here next to me?' Larry never moved so fast. He was sitting next to her with his bare dick sticking upward before she was able to turn to grab his hard-on. The blow hard boys lasted less than a minute as Darrell's cream shot upward first and Larry's only seconds behind. She grabbed Darrell's napkin and wiped her hands off. "Excuse me I have other customers." Larry pushed his spent dick back in his jeans and moved out to let her out of the booth. "I hope you boys like your pie," she giggled as she headed to the restroom to wash her hands. The restaurant was almost empty at 3:00PM when Darla knocked on the big man's office door. "Come in," he said. "It's my break time sir," Darla smiled as she walked in and up to his chair. "Yes and I have the cream right here," Richie grinned. "Why don't you get undressed for me?" Richie's Cafe Ch. 01 "Everything?" Darla asked. She had only planned on removing her panties and let him touch her ass. "Yes, you haven't showed me those little titties yet," he chuckled. Darla didn't hesitate as she pulled off the uniform and pushed down her panties. Her pussy was wet from her jerk-off session with the brothers so she kept her legs together as she released and removed her tiny matching yellow bra. She stood naked before him and peeked at the wall behind his desk to see it pushed outward. Ronnie or someone else was watching and they too now saw everything she had. It made her more excited. Richie pushed his long fat arm out until his fingertips rubbed over her rigid nipple. "You are a horny woman aren't you?" "Yessss sirrr," she moaned as he pulled gently. "You almost climaxed yesterday in my office didn't you?" "Yes." "I want to watch you finger-fuck yourself," he grinned. Darla gasped. She had been told masturbation was dirty and bad and now his giant wanted her to do it while he watched. "I don't do that." "HA-HA!" He laughed out loud. "You don't masturbate?" "No-o-o Sir," "But you will for me won't you? You'll do anything I ask you." She realized he was right. "Yes sir." She closed her eyes and pushed her sweaty fingers of her right hand down over her navel to her thick bush. She pretended she was alone and he and whoever was hiding in the storeroom was not watching. She pushed against her raised clitoris and moaned. "Ohhh." ***** Lena was looking into the room at the new girl touching herself when she felt someone walk up behind her. She figured it was Jill or Ronnie. "She's touching her pussy." She watched some more and started to move aside to let the other person look when she felt pressure against her ass. She snapped around and saw Tim's face. "Tim." "Shhh," he whispered. "I've known about this peep hole for some time now." His fingers kneaded her buttocks. "Please don't," Lena said trying to move away but his body was in the way. Except for Mr. Johnson's white hands spanking and touching her she had never been with a white guy before. Her current boyfriend was jealous of her working in a normally all-white restaurant. "I've admired this ass for sometime," Tim whispered while pulling the uniform up over her hips until it rested around her waistline. In the dim light he saw the chocolate buttocks split down the middle by a white strip of panties. "I'll scream," Lena bluffed as he grabbed the elastic waistband and jerked backward and downward. "No you won't," he laughed. "You don't want the big man to know you've been spying on him." He pushed the panties down to her ankles and lifted one foot for her to free her undies. As he moved back up his tongue licked up her dark thighs and soft ass cheeks. "I'm going to give you something he can't," Tim whispered while unzipping his jeans and pulling out his eight inch pecker. "Don't," Lena said with a last ditch effort to stop his white lance from penetrating her damp well. She pushed her fingers under her stomach and held them across her dark outer folds. Tim gently pulled her hand away and guided it around his hard-on. "Not all white guys are small," he whispered. At first the fingers were limp but about ten seconds later they started a gently rub and then pushed back to see just how big he was. She didn't say a word as she pushed both hands back to open her ass cheeks while spreading her thighs. She wanted him to fuck her. Lena's closed eyes peeked out as the white stallion mounted and began to fuck her. His slippery prick pushed deeply inside of her as she glanced out the peep hole to see Darla's face all red and crunched up as she climaxed. ***** "I'M...........OH GOD........MR. JOHNSON!......IT FEELS SO........OHHHH!..........I'M GOING TO CUM!!!!" Richie had unzipped his fly and had his four inch hard-on in his thick fingers as she rubbed and fingered her hairy hole. Normally he waited for the new girls to get used to his antics but this one was hotter than any he had seen before. He decided to put her on the fast track. As she finished rubbing her pussy he grabbed her wrist and guided her down on the floor by his feet. Darla looked at the small purple crown sticking harmlessly out of his fly. She wanted to laugh but knew she would be spanked and then fired if she did. However, she knew he wanted her to get him off. "You want me to do you now?" she smiled as she pushed her thin fingers down between his meaty thighs until they rubbed the pre-cum drops off the spongy tip. "No, I was thinking of something else," he laughed as he grabbed her head and pushed it down between his thighs. "Oh God!" Darla thought when her face pushed into the fat flesh. Her nose pushed against the fat man's penis. She had never given a blow job before and how had a small stubby one on her dinner plate. Her lips opened slightly until her tongue dashed out and licked across the small hole on top. "That's it baby," he moaned. "Suck it in." His legs opened as wide as he could get them which allowed her mouth to open and engulf the swollen crown. He pushed her head lower until another inch was shoved inside. "OMMPH," Darla grunted as she opened her mouth as wide as it would go in order to breathe. She now had his whole four inches on her tongue. She took a deep breath and closed her lips tightly around it and moved her head out and back, out and back. Her tongue flicked across the tip as she pulled away and then pushed underneath at the large tube when her nose was buried into his thick dark pubes. ***** "OH!" Lena moaned when Tim's shaft pushed against the back of her vagina. Not even her husband had gone that deep. She watched Darla's head rising and falling and groaned when Tim's long white pleasure stick pulled outward. They all heard Richie's grunt when he climaxed without warning deep into Darla's throat. His fat hands held her head tight against him which gave her no choice but to swallow the dam burst. She gulped three times and finally he was empty. Darla pulled her red face up and wiped the remaining cum from her lips. She smiled at the satisfied man who was reaching into his desk for money. Darla had become one of Richie's hookers. This time he counted out two one-hundred dollar bills and handed them to her. "Thank you Mr. Johnson," she said in a little girl's voice. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" At that point she was still not satisfied herself and was thinking about asking him to tongue her as he had done Jason's wife Penny earlier. "No honey, that's enough for today," he smiled. He looked down at a drop of cum on his thigh. "You left a drop." Darla smiled and lowered her tongue down while looking at his face. She scooped it up on the narrow tip and swallowed it with a pronounced gulp. She slowly stood and turned. "Did you have any cream left?" Richie chuckled as he squirted a glob of cream on his palm and rubbed it across her naked cheeks. She bent over hoping he would take the bait and tongue her ass but he just pushed her away. "Damn woman you are going to kill me." Darla dressed and blew him a kiss as she stuffed the money down in her bra and wiggled her butt out the door. ***** Lena had her eyes closed as Tim continued to fuck her. She did not know that Darla had exited the office area and was now standing about 15 feet behind Tim's white ass as it pushed his ivory rod into Lena's dark body. "So you two are the ones watching me," Darla grinned. She took notice of Tim's long thin shaft and slipped back out of the stockroom just before Tim grabbed her ass and filled her pussy with his pleasure. By the time they made it back out to the restaurant Darla and Ronnie were alone trying to wait on about ten customers. As Tim pulled his apron back on Darla said, "I was worried I was going to have to cook." Tim smiled. "Anytime you want some lessons let me know." After the end of her shift Darla sped home to get a shower before her husband got home. The sessions with the brothers and with Mr. Johnson had raised her horniness to an all-time high. When Mike walked in she was lying on the sofa in a thin transparent negligee with nothing on underneath. He stopped in his tracks. "Holy shit. Is this our anniversary?" "No," she giggled. Her hand moved under the silky material and rubbed across her opened slit. Masturbating in front of the fat man had been a big turn on. Mike pulled off his shirt and tie and then pushed down his slacks. His eyes never left her fingers toying with her raised clitoris. He had never seen her masturbate before and it immediately got his cock hard. "Do you like it when I touch myself?" "God yes," he whispered. He grabbed his own sex organ and started doing the same but she pulled him down on top of her while pulling up her nightgown over her moist pussy. "Please, I need it," she begged. Mike didn't ask what was causing her to be out of character as he pushed his stiff member into her pink folds. Her hands grabbed his ass and pulled until he was buried as deep as he could reach. "OH GOD!" Darla screamed as she climaxed. He had not even pulled out of her. Her hips started bucking back and forth. "FUCK ME!" Mike thought he had to be fucking another woman because she had never even said the "F" word around him before. Her words and uncontrolled actions quickly got him to the edge and then over. "I'm cuming baby!!!" Five minutes later Darla started stroking him again. "Let's do it again." "What's gotten into you?" He asked while she got him to hardness again. "Did your boss touch your ass again today?" "Yes," she giggled as she lowered her head and sucked in her startled husband's hard lance. "And, I did this to him," she thought as she gave her husband his first blow-job. Swallowing was not a problem. Later after dinner as they lay in bed Mike whispered. "If you want to quit I understand. We will get by somehow." Darla smiled and pretended to be asleep. ***** The next couple of days Darla had off because she had to work the weekend shift. On Friday Jason came back to work feeling better and hit it off with Darla right away. "Thanks for making my wife feel at home here," Jason said to her as she waited for a customer's order. "She was nervous coming here to work." "She's nice," Darla said smiling. "I think we will have fun working on the weekends." "It will be tough on us for a while since I'll be working days while she is working nights but someone has to watch the baby." He put up the food on the counter. "Would you do me a favor and keep an eye on her? I don't trust Mr. Johnson." "Sure," Darla grinned. She remembered how Penny had climaxed with the big man's tongue in her ass. Around 5:30PM Jason left and at 6:00PM Penny arrived. Friday evenings were the busiest nights and everyone was working hard to service the customers. It was around 9:00PM when the traffic finally died down. "Wow," Darla said to Jill and Penny. "I haven't worked that hard since Charleston." "It's like this most Friday's," Jill said as she peeked into the kitchen at Tim who smiled back at her. She had planned on closing up with him tonight. "Why don't you two take a break and I'll watch things for a while?" "Thanks," Darla and Penny said as they headed back to the small lounge room. Darla sat on the sofa while Penny took the chair. "It feels good getting away from the house and baby," Penny said as she leaned back and closed her eyes. Darla wanted to see if Penny would talk about her thing with Mr. Johnson a few days ago. "So what do you think about our boss?" Penny tensed up. "I haven't talked to him that much." "He spanked me the first day I started," Darla said watching the other woman for a reaction. Penny sat up and opened her eyes. "He spanked you?" "Yes, I was being rude to two of his best customers so he took me to his office and spanked me." "You.........let him......do that." "I can't afford to lose this job," Darla replied. "The other waitresses said he has spanked and touched them too. Has he done anything to you?" "I.........uh......really can't talk about it," she blushed. "It's OK. I know what he did." "What? How do you know?" Penny gasped. "I watched through a peep hole in his office wall. Ronnie showed it to me. She said it was a way to make sure he doesn't go too far with us." Penny looked mad. "I can't believe you watched us." "I only did it to make sure he was not hurting you. You looked like you were enjoying it." Penny blushed. "I've never cheated on my husband before. Please don't say anything." "Me neither. I've never really been intimate with another man until now. Ronnie said he is not capable of having intercourse so at least we are safe from that. He likes to touch us and likes oral sex." "I know about the oral sex," she blushed. "He pushed his tongue into my ass." She stopped. "But you saw that didn't you?" "Yes, I was wishing it was me. It looked pretty exciting." "It was. I felt so guilty afterwards." "Me too until I went home and my husband Mike told me to not get upset when the fat man touches me. It actually turned him on when I told him." "You told him he spanked you?" "No, I just said he touched my ass. Our sex this week has been the best ever." "Our sex life has sucked since the baby arrived," Penny said. "We better get back out there." They stopped by the restroom and headed out to the nearly empty restaurant. Ten minutes later Jill whispered to Darla, "Would you watch everything while I take a break?" "Sure," Darla said wondering why the young girl was whispering. She started to wipe down the counter until she noticed Jill walking towards the hallway leading to the storeroom. A few minutes later Tim walked out. "I'm taking a break," he said to Darla. "Let me know if you need something cooked." Most of the food that late at night was pastry items and coffee. He too walked towards the storeroom. "Shit," Darla smiled. "Jill and Tim are going to the big man's office," she thought. Tim and Lena had watched her so it was pay-back time. She told Penny to keep an eye on the restaurant before heading to the storeroom to peek. ***** "We don't have much time," Tim said to Jill as he guided her to the sofa and opened the buttons on her uniform. Before the girl could blink he removed her bra and panties. By the time Darla pushed open the peep hole she had his long penis in her short fingers and her lips around the purple crown. "Oh my god," Darla thought when she saw the size of his penis. She had seen some of it pushing into Lena from behind but until now didn't know how long it was. He had at least three inches on Mike. Her fingers snaked down under her dress as she watched Tim take Jill's place on the sofa and the chubby girl climb up onto his May pole. "Darla....," A voice said softly behind her. "Shhh," Darla whispered to Penny's figure as she walked cautiously through the dark storeroom. "Over here." "No one is out front and we can hear the bell if someone comes in," Penny whispered. "Is that the peephole?" "Yes take a look," Darla whispered. She moved aside and Penny's body squeezed in next to her. "It's Jill and Tim and they're........." "Fucking," Darla whispered. "I wish my husband had a penis like that." She was now leaning over Penny's back to watch. Her breasts were pressing down on the other girl's back. "Me too," Penny whispered. "How big is Jason?" Darla asked. "I...really shouldn't tell," Penny replied. She felt Darla's stomach pushing into her ass. "Tell me and I'll tell you the size of my husband's." Her hand now rested on Penny's hip. She could feel the girl's panties under the uniform. "Maybe five or six inches," Penny whispered. She tried to push forward to escape Darla's closeness but the hand started massaging her buttock. "Same," Darla whispered back. Both girls were hot and excited as they watched Tim fucking Jill. Neither made notice of the hand now that had moved under Penny's dress and was touching the hot flesh of her thigh just below her panties. Penny closed her eyes when Darla's fingertip touched her bare buttock beneath the silk underwear. She had never even considered being with another female until that moment. The fingers explored up and down the soft mound and then pressed under and into the dampness of Penny's covered pussy. "Ohhh," she moaned. She pushed back and stood upright only inches from Darla. "Sorry, I was so excited," Darla said looking at the passion on Penny's face. "I've never been with another woman." Penny didn't say a word as she pressed her lips forward until they gently touched Darla's. As they moved forward the lips pressed together harder until they opened and their hot tongues mixed and explored. "BUZZZZZZZ!" The doorbell sounded. "Shit," Darla moaned when she broke her lips from Penny's. "Save that thought," she giggled as she moved quickly out to the front. Penny was breathing rapidly when she turned and leaned forward to peek at Jill's floppy breasts as she pounded her pussy down on Tim's shaft. Her kiss with Darla had caused her body to be on fire and the only way she knew to take care of it was with her fingers. She reached under her uniform and rubbed across her hard clit. ***** Darla got the man a coffee to go and headed back into the storeroom. She tiptoed up behind Penny and saw her masturbating. She smiled as she shoved her hand up under the back of her uniform until she touched the damp fingers. "Oh!" Penny said not aware that Darla had rejoined her. "Shhh," Let me do that for you," Darla whispered. She pushed Penny's fingers away and pulled out on the elastic panties until she was able to go underneath and touched the moist folds. She found the awaiting clit and rubbed. "Ahhh," Penny moaned trying to keep as quiet as possible. Luckily Jill and Tim were making enough noise not to notice the moans from her. Women had first hand experience with vaginas so Darla quickly brought Penny to the summit and over the top. "NOW!" Jill screamed when she climaxed. Her huge breasts were being massaged when she climaxed. ***** Darla and Penny giggled when Jill walked out of the hallway with her hair messed up and the buttons on her uniform misconnected. Darla guided her to the restroom. "You shouldn't scream so loud," Darla whispered to Jill as she combed her hair as the girl re-buttoned her uniform. "Sorry," Jill blushed. "I know I shouldn't be doing it with him but it feels so good." "I can tell," Darla whispered. She knew it was just a matter of time before she would have her chance. "Let's go back out." Darla and Penny left around 10:00PM and stood by Darla's car. "Do you have to go home right away?" Darla grinned. "No, Jason won't expect me until 11:15PM or so," Penny replied. "Where can we go?" They both wanted to continue their female to female experimentation. "My sister is out of town and I have the keys to her house," Penny said with a twinkle in her eye. "The house is only a few minutes from here." Darla followed Penny until they pulled into the driveway of a dark house. She quickly followed the other girl up to the door and into the dark hallway. Penny turned on the light and looked at the large Grandfather clock. "We have an hour." She took Darla's hand and led her down the hallway and into the master bedroom. They both quickly took off their uniforms and then their bras and panties. They stood naked in the dim light filtering in from the hallway. "You are so beautiful," Darla said looking at her raised nipples and trimmed bush. 'You too," Penny giggled. "What do we do now?" Richie's Cafe Ch. 01 "Would you care for a dance?" Darla asked as she held her arms open. Penny smiled and moved into them until their breasts and hard nipples pressed together. "You feel so different," Penny whispered as she cupped Darla's soft ass in her small hands. "You too. You don't have something pressing into me down here," Darla laughed as she reached down between their tummies and rubbed across Penny's damp lips. "You don't either," Penny giggled as her fingers moved around Darla's hip until she touched the other woman's bush. She found the hidden clitoris and rubbed to match Darla's finger. "You do that very well," Darla giggled. "OH GOD YOU TOO!" Penny cried out. Their fingers explored inside and their lips met again. Darla pulled her lips away. "You better stop that or you're going to make me cum." She rubbed her own fingers faster. "DARLA!" Penny screamed when her pussy exploded. Even thought she had climaxed she didn't slow down her own fingers as she quickly got Darla off. "NOW PENNY NOW!" They held each other up on rubbery legs. Penny looked at the alarm clock by the bed. "We still have 40 minutes." "Have you ever done a 69 before?" Darla asked as she walked to the bed and fell onto her back. "Not with a woman," Penny giggled. She walked over, faced Darla's feet and climbed on top of the prone body until her face was above Darla's thicket. "I'll bet you I can get you off first." Darla didn't answer as she grabbed Penny's ass and pulled the hovering pussy down onto her mouth. Her tongue dashed out and rubbed the small pleasure button before Penny had a chance to push out her own tongue. Breasts rubbed against stomachs and hands massaged ass cheeks as they licked and flicked until they both screamed. ***** Mike was up waiting for his wife in hopes she was hot and horny like she was a few days ago. He didn't like her to be working on a Friday evening but didn't have much choice since she was low on the seniority list. He was lying in bed when she walked in and fell face down on her pillow. He shook her shoulder but she was out cold. ***** Ronnie and Lena opened up early Saturday morning and around 10 AM when it got slow Richie called Lena inside his office. She took a deep breath and closed the door behind her. "Did you want to see me sir?" She asked meekly as she looked at a young teenage girl sitting on the sofa. "Yes," He grinned. "I have a new girl for you to break in. This is Betty Lou." "Hi," the young girl said as she flashed the braces on her teeth. "How old are you?" Lena asked. The girl was wearing cut off Daisy Mae shorts and a tube top. Her breast barely pushed out the front of the elastic band. "I just turned eighteen," she said smiling. "My daddy said I had to get a job." She looked at Richie. "We don't have any openings right now." "Nonsense," he huffed. "I'm sure we can find something for her to do." His eyes focused on the red hair and the freckles on her arms and face. He pulled open his desk and tossed a tiny uniform at Lena. "Put this on her." "Now?" Lena asked. "Do you want me to take her to the lounge?" "No, do it here," he chuckled. "I'll close my eyes." Lena knew she had been set up to mess around with this young white girl. "Do you mind trying it on here?" She asked Betty Lou. "I guess not," the girl blushed. She stood nervously and looked at the big man who had his eyes closed. "Take off you shorts and top and I'll help you with the dress," Lena said. "I'm not wearing a bra," Betty Lou whispered. She heard Richie chuckle and stared at his eye lids to make sure they were shut. "Turn this way," Lena said as she turned her away from the boss hog. The girl quickly removed her shorts and pulled her tube top up over her tiny buds. She was a poor girl from a very poor family and was ashamed of her old slightly torn basic white panties she was wearing. She reached for the dress but heard Richie's voice. "Wait." Betty Lou and Lena turned to see his eyes looking at the girl's bare back full of freckles and the hole in the rear of her panties. "Oh God, he's looking," the girl said as she tried to grab the dress from Lena's hand. "Don't give her the uniform," he grunted. "I don't think she is eighteen." "I am sir. I swear," Betty Lou said as she remained facing away from his glare. She wished now she had worn her Sunday panties. "Turn around and come here," he ordered. "Mr. Johnson please let me get dressed first," she begged. Lena felt sorry for the girl but knew she couldn't say anything or she would be in trouble and probably spanked herself. "I can't," the girl sobbed. "Lena bring her to me," he commanded. "If you want the job you have to do it," Lena whispered. She pulled on the girl's arm and felt the resistance ebb away. Her fingers covered her tiny tits as she turned and blushed while walking up to the man's knees. "You can't be eighteen," he smiled. "I don't even think you have pubic hair. Pull her panties down," he said to Lena. "I do. I swear," Betty Lou said looking at Lena. "You have to show him," Lena said as she grabbed the worn elastic waistband on the white panties and pulled downward until the flaming red bush appeared. "Ohhh," the girl moaned when the panties moved down to the middle of her trembling thighs. He could now see her pink pussy lips through the curly red hairs. "Show me the titties," Richie said now smiling. "Please no," the girl whispered to Lena. "Get it over with," the black woman said as she moved behind her and pulled on her wrists until her hands moved away from the tiny buds. Richie laughed. "Shit, I've seen bigger tits on my bitch dog." "Is that all?" The girl asked now upset that he was making fun of her undeveloped chest. She heard his laugh and lost control of her anger. "You have bigger breasts than me but you are fat." Lena almost broke out laughing until she heard him stop laughing. She continued to hold the girl's wrists as they waited for his next words. "You're a bad little girl," he growled. "You know what we do with bad little girls around here?" "Nooo," she said as she pushed back into Lena trying to get out of his reach. Lena knew a spanking was coming because he always called them bad little girls before he spanked them. She moved back. "I guess I should go." "No stay," he grinned. "I think she needs a spanking and you are the one who needs to do it." Lena let go of Betty Lou's wrist and looked at him not believing what he wanted. "A spanking!" The freckled girl repeated. She pulled her torn panties up over her red mound. "No one is going to spank me." She walked back and picked up her tube top and started to pull it down over her almost flat chest. "Don't do that if you want a job here," Richie said firmly. "I don't want a job here if that's the way you treat the workers," she snarled back at him. She pulled the Daisy Mae's over her panties and slipped on her sandals. She pushed by Lena and walked out the door. "Can I go now?" Lena asked glad that someone finally stood up to the big man. "No, she will be back in a few minutes," he laughed. "Her father begged me to hire her last Saturday at the poker game. He owes me a lot of money and she is here to help pay it off." Lena sat on the sofa and waited. Three minutes later they heard a tapping on the door. "Come in," he said, laughing. Betty Lou walked in and closed the door. She moved over to the sofa and pulled the tube top up and pushed down the shorts. "I'm glad it's you doing it," she whispered as she moved face down across Lena's lap. "It's better to spank than be spanked," Lena thought as she pulled the torn panties down over the freckled buttocks. She looked at Richie. "Do it." Lena brought her hand down fast but slowed it at the last minute. "Slap." "If you don't spank her hard I'm going to do it to you," he growled. She looked at the soft cheeks and closed her eyes as she slashed her hand downward, SMACK!" "Ouch!" Betty Lou cried out. "That hurt." "SMACK!" Came another hit. "SMACK!" "PLEASE STOP!" The girl begged. "Hit her again!" He yelled. "SMACK!, SMACK!, SMACK!" The sounds echoed and bounced off the office walls. "STOP!" He said. They both looked down to see the freckles replaced by the red shape of Lena's hand. "Please don't hit me again," the girl sobbed. "Find out if she is a virgin," Richie chuckled. "You want me to........," Lena started to say before he said, "YES!" Before Betty Lou knew what was happening Lena's fingers pushed down between her thighs and then up into the girl's small pussy lips. She searched for an opening and found it. It was not very big but big enough for her middle finger to push inside. "She's not a virgin." "OHHHH!" the girl moaned feeling her tight pussy being evaded. She had called her father to come get her when she left his office before and he had told her to get back in there and do whatever Mr. Johnson wanted. She felt the woman's finger moving out and heard him say, "Finger it." Lena was past the point of even considering not doing what he wanted. She finger-fucked another female's pussy for the first time. "Make her cum," he directed. Lena found the tiny clit and rubbed until Betty Lou was wiggling on her lap. "OH GOD!" A minute later she climaxed. "YES! PLEASE DON"T STOP! NOW!!" Lena pulled her moist finger from the teen's pussy and wiped it on her uniform. She figured it was over so she lifted Betty Lou up and moved out from under her. The girl sat back on the sofa naked not caring it he saw her like that any more. She even had her legs open enough for him to see her glistening rose lips. "Is that all?" Lena asked as she walked towards the door. "No, now it's your turn," he laughed. Lena stopped and stared at him in disbelief. He wanted this snot-nosed girl to spank her. "Mr. Johnson please. I've worked here for a long time." "I know. That's why I want you to be my spanker from now on. But first I think Betty Lou owes you for hitting her so hard." Lena turned and looked at the smiling girl who was patting her thin skinny legs. "Come on get it over with." She repeated what Lena had told her. "Why don't you spank me?" Lena asked. She didn't want the embarrassment of having a white girl spank her. "Now that's a good idea. Why don't we spank you at the same time?" He stood and moved his chair over to the sofa. "Take off your clothes and lie across my lap." "I'm not going to do it," she said firmly. "I can find another job." She turned and left. Richie smiled at Betty Lou. "Come and sit on my lap child." She slid forward, twisted around and pushed her sore butt onto his large leg. His meaty hands fell on her knee. "So tell me who fucked you," he whispered in her ear as he moved his fat finger up between her thighs until he parted the crimson forest. "My cousin," she said as her legs opened wider. "He's eighteen too." "He didn't get you pregnant did he?" His fingertip disappeared into her hot hole. "No............SIR!" She said when his whole finger moved inside. "I made him pull out before he shot." "You left the poor boy unsatisfied?" "No, I jerked him off," she giggled. Her thin arm around his neck and held on while he lowered his head and suckled on her tiny nipple. "Are you sure you're eighteen?" he asked again. "Yes sir," she said proudly. "I'm old enough to fuck now." He laughed until they heard a knock on the door. He lifted her off his lap. "That's Lena. Show her in and undress her." A few minutes later Lena's naked black body lay across Richie's lap as Betty Lou sat across from him. "Go ahead and get even." Betty Lou remembered how bad it hurt as she raised her arm up high and brought it down sharply. "SMACK!" She did it again. "SMACK!" She stopped and looked at the dark bootie. "Look it gets red too." Lena bit her tongue as the girl continued to hit her butt. She held back the sounds even though the pain was bad and her ass was burning. "Do you want me to spank you too?" He asked Lena. "No," she said. She wouldn't beg. He stopped Betty Lou from hitting her. "Now get her off like she did you." Lena tried to hold her legs together to prevent the girl from fingering her pussy but he forced them open. The girl's thin fingers rubbed over her damp lips until they moved inside to find her large clit. She tried to force her body not to respond but the tiny fingertips felt so good. She started breathing heavy and opening her legs to allow better access. She was almost there when Richie grabbed the girl's wrist and stopped her. Lena moaned. "You want her to continue?" He asked. "Yes," she said softly. "What I can't hear you." "YES DAMMIT!" Lena shouted. Richie laughed as he released the wrist and watched the arm and hand got into hyper drive. Ten seconds later Lena reached her zenith. "OH GOD THAT FEELS GOOD!!" ***** Darla walked in at noon and saw the new girl with Lena at the cash register. "Darla this is Betty Lou," Lena said smiling. "Hi," Darla said. "Are you working for the rest of the shift?" "I think so," the young girl said. Since they had left Mr. Johnson's office Lena and she had gotten along very well. "Good, I'm new around here too," Darla said. "Maybe we can help each other." Lena moved up to Darla and lightly spanked her rear. "Be good tonight because I'll be watching." Darla turned and looked at the woman as she walked away. "What did she mean by that?" She asked Betty Lou. "I'm not sure," the girl lied. Lena had told her that she could help spank the other waitresses if they were bad. * End of Chapter One of two parts Note from Slick: I loved the movie Porky's and hated that fat man but he did get his in the end and I'm sure these women will only take so much before they turn on him. Please send me an email and don't forget to vote. Take care.......Slick.