More Than Just a Waitress

No one under eighteen in sexual situations This is fiction. Any resemblance of characters to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Be kind in your comments or at least civil. It's just a story.

More Than Just a Waitress

My wife Trudy and I were fighting. Truthfully, I don't remember what the fuck we were arguing about, but we got to the restaurant quite late, like 9:45, and the kitchen was closing in fifteen minutes. We were seated immediately by a very busty and beautiful young brunette. She was very nice to us, but you could see that she had been crying.

She explained that the kitchen was closing so we needed to order right away, or the cook was gone. We asked about two steaks as they don't take a long time to cook. Two salads, two New York strip steaks and mashed potatoes with some butter and sour cream. All done right away in fifteen minutes, perfect medium rare.

I asked to see the cook. He came out looking upset, but I didn't waste time, I just handed him a twenty for him being so nice. That put a smile on his face! We ate kinda in a hurry and we settled up with the sexy waitress right away. I gave her two twenties over and above her tip for her excellent service.

We finished up and we were walking out and we saw our beautiful waitress sitting next to her suitcase weeping. Her name was Jessica. My name is Barry, but everyone just calls me Bull, probably because of my size. I am not sure if my muscles are a blessing or a curse. Most of the men in my family die at a fairly young age, unfortunately including my wonderful father. We are prone to heart disease, at least all the guys anyway. We get the big one at an early age. My family had therefore made me work out with tons of cardio three times a week to try to forestall the heart attack so prevalent in our clan. When my wife was made aware of my sad medical issues, she agreed wholeheartedly with the family and tried to get me to eat more vegetables and fish. I have tried to adhere to this heart healthy diet as much as I can. This has become a way of life for me, hopefully helping my heart health. I love to work out, it clears my head and makes me feel better. I'm learning to enjoy my vegetables, but they are an acquired taste. Hopefully, I don't have to die quickly like my paternal forebears. If nothing else, I am in phenomenal shape.

I had a wonderful Mom, Grandma and Great-grandma, but I was the male head of the household at thirty years old. That included being the head of the multinational company that provided my family with their very good income. It sounds wonderful but the amount of work that falls to me is sometimes staggering. At what point do you own the job, and at what point does the job own YOU? So I gripe and grumble. But I make sure everything is accomplished.

"What's the matter Jessica? Why are you sitting here?" I asked the crying waitress. Her face was dejected and full of tears and pain. She looked totally defeated.

"I have nowhere else to go. My bastard ex fiancé ran off with my best friend. I am a college student, and well...this waitress gig is really not enough to live on. It was his apartment. After the affair, he kicked me out. I was pregnant with his baby and... and... " she burst into tears. She simply couldn't finish the statement, and I am pretty sure what she was trying to say. Oh shit! No wonder she was crying. She was definitely between a rock and a very hard place. It was like she had lost every ounce of hope in her body and soul.

"The baby?" My wife asked gently. Jess shook her head no. She didn't appear pregnant, except for her breasts being overly large, like she was in preparation for baby's breastfeeding. Her face was filled with so much pain. It didn't take a genius to get what happened.

She wailed again, in full crying breakdown, weeping pitifully, uncontrollably. "Gone. The hospital tried valiantly, but my baby didn't make it." She burst into tears again. "Even with the insurance, it wasn't enough. I am broke and... homeless. Thanks for listening." She got up and started walking towards the big bridge, not taking her suitcase or her jacket with her. Oh my God! She was gonna...

"Grab her Bull!" My wife had read my mind. I ran up and picked up the crying girl in my arms. I put her in my truck and I put her case in the back seat of my extended cab pickup. She held onto me like a broken child. This poor girl had lost the will to live. She was carrying a giant mountain of pain. My heart went out to her. I looked at my wife and she looked at me and I knew she felt the same. I just knew. She spoke gently to Jessica.

"We are taking care of you. We will help you get back on your feet and get your medical issues addressed as well. Bull, she's skin and bones. She is also leaking milk."

I got us home quickly and I carried her into our house. Our home was huge, having seven big bedrooms, but we always seemed to have enough visitors to fill them. My mother and grandmother were away on a nice cruise and trip.

My mother and grandmothers were on an Alaska cruise for several weeks. They were then scheduled to visit each of my three lovely aunties on the coast for an undetermined amount of time. They loved all the grandkids and spending time with them was very nice and important for all concerned. I really had no clue when they were going to return. I made sure they all had enough cash from the family kitty. We spoke frequently on the phone and I knew they were all enjoying the trip and all the children. I sent them more money as needed. We got pics of whales and then tons of grandchildren photos. I think they were in their glory. I am happy for them.

I am entrusted with the corporate dealings and with all household issues and expenditures. Head of household? Head slave sometimes. But I didn't shirk my duties. I just grumbled like my father and his father before him. I did love my sister and brother, but I sometimes envied their distinct quasi-independence from our family. I don't have that option. Someone has to take care of business for the family, and right now that's me.

In truth, both of my siblings helped incredibly hard when it was absolutely necessary, but when the family business was done... They were out the door. Liz was a doctor with a small town practice. She checked on all our health, and she was always trying to get my heart health better. I suppose she has probably given me a few extra years of life by her reminders. I owe her so much.

My brother ran a big fancy hedge fund and always seemed to be making buckets of money. He put ten million bucks into the family coffers! According to him, this did not make a dent in his personal wealth. Wow. He knows his business for sure.

He is excellent at what he does. He should be in charge of the family's business, but he needs to be independent. He still comes back to help me run things now and then. He thanks me for doing what he knows should rightfully be his job. He knows how much bullshit I have to deal with. I do love him and my sister both. I understand that they help out whenever they can, but both have lives quite separate from the family. I do understand.

Meanwhile, I had carried the poor weeping woman into the den. Jessica was utterly distraught. Life had dealt her a bunch of horrific body blows all at once and in short order. She had nobody to help her out but us, my wife and me. The den was nice and cozy. It was a place she could heal a bit. The coziness and fireplace always made people feel more at home there. Trudy got a cuddly faux fur blanket for Jessica. She whispered in her ear.

"No dear, it needs to be both of us, not just me. What you asked about has always been one of my husband's fondest fantasies. You wouldn't deny him that would you? He's as gentle as a lamb with women. He will always protect you. That's who he is. You ok with that Jessica?" Jess nodded yes, although reluctantly. She seemed scared and hurt beyond measure. I suppose being afraid of men now would be a natural reaction to what she's been through. I will need to tread lightly and keep my voice down when I speak to her. I am a big guy with lots of muscle, so I can be way too intimidating. I absolutely did not want to scare the poor thing.

"There's one more thing Jessica. I am... bi-sexual. I wanted you to know. Bull allows me to play with girls now and then. I return the favor if he wants to be with a woman. That's pretty rare. I am attracted to you, but I understand that you are going through a sort of 'emotional divorce' thing with your ex fiancé. Nobody is going to make you do anything that you don't want to. You are our guest. There's no 'quid pro quo' here. Both Bull and I want you to feel welcome and get better. Bull, could you whip up your vegetable beef soup for her?" it was not a request, but I was happy to do it. I love to cook and I love feeding people and making them happy with my food.

"I am on it. Five minutes," I said. I am not magic. I had made a big pot of my soup yesterday, and we have a microwave like everyone else. I made a pot of tea and some French bread heated up in the convection oven. I hoped Jessica liked it. I buttered up a piece of bread for her. I hope my soup helps her feel better.

When I returned, there was my wife, nursing on Jessica's large milky chest. Her boobs were humongous from the lactation. There was milk coming out of her other huge tit as my darling wife suckled on her left breast. I immediately started suckling on her right tit and Jess moaned in sweet happiness. It was a small thing, but her life was in unending pain, so even a small amount of happiness is surely welcome.I was trying to feed her, but she was feeding us!

"That feels so much better. Thank you for both of your kindness. Oh yeah, that feels wonderful. I need you both to nurse on my tits every day so they don't get so engorged. By the way Mr Jenkins, your soup smells heavenly." When her sweet tits were empty, she seemed to inhale my vegetable beef soup and the bread and butter. She asked for and received seconds, so I guess she liked it. I brought her my surprise. I had generous portions of rice pudding for her and my wife. Of course I had put real whipped cream on top. So with all the food disposed of, I carried her upstairs to a spare bedroom. She seemed to relish the feeling of being taken care of. She was dealing with some truly horrible issues. Death and betrayal and loneliness all at once.

Poor thing had been severely hurt.

The spare bedroom was my sisters' old room, and there were some clothes still in the closet that might fit the young woman. The sad girl seemed like skin and bones. She kissed me on the lips with a hug and kissed my wife on her lips as well. We went to our own bedroom to get some sleep. It was a long day and I was quickly in the land of nod, dead asleep. We both slept naked that night as we always do.

I was zonked out when I felt a naked body next to me and my wife was crying out in ecstasy as I looked at the duvet moving as Jessica sucked and licked my wife. Her head was between Trudy's thighs, with my wife's hands on her head as she licked her kitty. I watched as Trudy came hard three times in a row. She pulled Jessica up on her face, and licked our guest until she squirted all over Trudy's face. Jessica had come very hard on my wife's tongue.

She then switched over to my side of the bed and I was engulfed by a magical mouth on my cock, which was hard as granite now after watching her satisfy my wife orally. I was just enjoying the sensation of Jessica's mouth when my wife dropped her sexy dripping cunt on my own face. Of course I made a meal out of my darling wife's sexy snatch. Trudy seemed to like it. She came hard on my lips and tongue. I guess it was truly a "happy meal".

Jessica was up on top of my cock with her trying to get my dick into her dripping wet cunt. She was having trouble with my dick, because I am pretty wide. I am only about eight inches long, maybe a little bit more if I get way excited; what my wife likes though is my large circumference. I am pretty thick. Jessica was screaming her head off as she stretched her own pussy out on my fat dick. Her eyes were like lasers into my eyes. She was coming very hard and she was loving it. My wife was turned around and she sucked Jessica's succulent tits to remove the excess milk. Jess went nuts, coming and coming. My wife came again on my face about the same time as our sexy houseguest. Jessica sucked my cock until I was ready to shoot, but the woman switched up their positions and I unloaded my jism into my wife's mouth. The two women shared my seed and both women swallowed every drop. They continued to kiss each other with vigor even after all my sperm was eaten. Damn, that was so very sexy watching them kiss that way.

Jessica slept between my wife and I. She was so happy now. Trudy held her in the spoon position and cupped Jessica's huge tits and she was smiling in her sleep.

I slept on my back, and woke up to Jessica sucking on my dick. My wife was laying back naked with juices all over her face and pussy. She was obviously already taken care of, by the looks of it. Jessica had put my cock into her tight little snatch and she was riding high, still trying to get more of my dick into her hot wet cunt. She fed me her milky tits and I sucked on lefty like a hungry baby. Trudy was sucking on Jessica's right bosom as the milk just exploded into my mouth and my darling wife's mouth as well. Jess was like a well oiled machine; she pumped up and down like crazy, while squeezing my cock in that lovely, sopping wet snatch of hers. It was heaven on my granite hard meat, with the sexy girl coming on my dick again and again until she screamed.

"Buuuulll... Truuuudy! I looove you both! Ugh AAAIIAAHH!" Jessica squirted her sweet pussy juices all over everything. She fell over onto the bed and passed out. My wife, not one to waste a big fat erection, she was on top of my dick in a flash, fuckin' the shit out of me. She came like dynamite. Trudy exploded HER juices all over me as well. I shot jet after jet of my jism into my happy spouse. She fell limp on top of me. I was happily soaked. I felt extremely blessed. I hope that I had satisfied both women.

Trudy opened her eyes, now awake. "Bull. I have never asked you for anything. Can we keep her? I feel like I love her, and maybe you do too, at least a little bit. What do you think?" Trudy kinda begged me.

"What about jealousy and all the other things that could go wrong?"

"I... l like watching her fuck the shit outa you Bull. I love you so much, I love to make you happy. I see how much you love to suckle her huge boobs. I enjoy suckling on her too! I know that is very fucked up. Can you live with fuckin' the both of us? She seems smitten with you."

"She seems pretty smitten with you as well. Don't tell me that you didn't notice. She can stay with us as long as she wants, but I do not want her waiting on tables. That neighborhood seems very sketchy to me, at least after business hours. We can pay her a good wage to stay with us and help us with chores around the house. Are you good with that? I guess more to the question is would she be amenable to that arrangement? I don't want to force anything on her. She's been hurt so badly."

"Yes. Um... May I fuck her during the day? I don't want to go behind your back." My wife was serious. She had dirty plans already, from the sparkle in her eyes. At least she was honest about it. I know she loves women too. We are who we are. I love that woman.

"Okay. Maybe I should ask her to come in with me to work so she can hang out under my desk, oh yeah!" I laughed. Just a daydream of mine.

"Bull, you are so naughty! How come you never asked me to suck your cock at work?" Trudy asked me. "I fit under your desk nicely." How the hell did she know that? Hmmm.

"I never thought you would say yes!" I smiled. "I'll get some nice knee pads. Maybe Gertrude can sub whenever you two can't make it?" Gertrude was my right hand at work. Executive secretary does not seem good enough to describe her fantastic help. I might make her Vice President in charge of, well... everything. She is already ready and on top of everything we face day to day. She is the best there is.

I could not handle everything we do day to day without this wonderful woman. She's on the ball, always.

"Honey, Gertrude is fifty years old. You think she would like to suck your cock under your desk? She will probably want to be bent over the desk instead. I will have to talk to her." She beamed at my amazed face. I hope Gertrude doesn't quit. How would I ever replace her? I vowed to give her a raise and a big bonus. Maybe she would like a big hard bonus as well as a monetary gift.

I guess our discussion was too loud, as Jessica woke up and joined the conversation. "May I help Gertrude? I would love to be bent over at work, all day long! In all seriousness, I was a business major when I ran out of money. I love it that I can help you both! One more thing. I love you both. I know that we just met, but I think I am going to be very happy with you both." She smiled at both of us with her dazzling smile.

"I have one more thing I want to do. I want to have children with you both. I love that you make me feel safe and sound. I love that you both have feelings for me. We will have arguments. So what? You have fights like every other couple right? We will too. As long as we love each other and respect each other, we can make it work. At least I hope we can." Jessica kissed me and she kissed Trudy. That was unexpected. This young woman was wise beyond her years.

Whatever else happens this sexy woman is surely way more than just a great waitress. Of this I have no doubt. She made me feel like I had a second wife.

Postscript

I went to work and there was Gertrude, hard at work already. I hugged her and kissed her. She hugged me and kissed me deeply. I called Trudy and she spoke on the phone for a few minutes. Next thing, Gertrude removed her teeth from her mouth and stripped out of her clothes. She locked the office door. She was on her knees with my dick in her happy mouth as she gummed me. My goodness, I could have had this at any time in the last ten years!? I exploded in the smiling toothless mouth. I lay back on my desk and she jumped up on my still hard cock. She screamed as I penetrated her sweet wet pussy. She draped her huge knockers in my mouth and I sucked her hard dark nipples. She loved it. She was coming on my dick. I flipped her over and pounded her deeply. She was loving my rough treatment of her. I certainly owed her for her unfailing allegiance to me over the years. She loved me and I loved her back. This was the first time I had really shown her my love. She had devoted her entire life to me. I was determined to give her the same love that she had shown me for decades. I put her back on top with her still shuddering in climax. She rocked on my cock, smiling as she reveled in the orgasm she was still having, her head flung back and happiness on her face. I could not resist twisting and pulling on her fabulous dark brown nipples, and she just moaned. I sucked on lefty. She shivered in anticipation. Suddenly Gert had a massive climax, coming very hard on my cock, squeezing me in her fantastic vaginal vise. She screamed.

"BUUUULLL! I LOVE YOU! I ALWAYS HAVE. UGH! OHMYGOD I'M COOOOMMMING AGAIN!" Gert orgasmed on me repeatedly. I filled her sweet snatch up with my jism. She cleaned off my dick with her mouth and got me hard again. I took her hard from behind. She loved it. Gertrude was extremely multi-orgasmic. We held each other with me still balls deep in this wonderful woman.

"Gertrude, I think I have mistreated you for too damn long. I am giving you a raise, retroactive to the beginning of the year, and a nice three-way bonus of cash, stock and stock-options, all going into your 401k or your Roth, whichever you prefer. I am also promoting you to executive Vice President of the company. In truth, I think I should have done this years ago. I hope you will accept my apology for my stupidity. All the other Vice Presidents of the various units will report directly to you, the same as it's been for years, but now you have direct hire/fire authority. You ok with that?"