The Ride Along

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The waiter in question, I'd not seen before,
possibly new, I certainly hoped this the case;    

There were rules to follow, strict protocol    
to adhere to,
seeing to,
sorting out,
things to..be addressed within the privacy of a locked room.    
   
I got up,    
wiggling my finger    
In a follow me young man gesture    
   
The cubical,
always the second one on the right,      
slightly wider,
pushing him down onto the seat,      
though not before getting him to release the object of my thinking,.    
   
Watching the rising obelisk of my thoughtful moment materialize      
in all it's glory,
coupled with my, is that all for me wide eyed expression,    
as I too prepared Act one scene one by dropping my panties,    
Shhh I said    
"Shh sweet one"  
as I pushed them into his questioning mouth before raising      
my skirts for his roving eye, his approval muffled  
the effect delightfully noted for next time.  

I'd expected,    
wanted,    
after all this wouldn't take too long,    
my eyes on his as I held a firm grip    
whilst descending onto hi..    
   
"Miss"    
"Miss"?    
"Was there anything else"?  
   
"Oh, Sorry young man, my mind was elsewhere"    
   
"No, no that'll be all for now"    
   

Watching him walk away, though not so sad was I,    
my mind created the scene most splendidly,    
my panties, those I'd placed in his mouth    
showing signs of what was to come in Act two later,    
from between my thighs, with the waiter deeply    
embedded on my imaginative mind,    
 
After all.. rules were there to be followed    
and he was coming along with me for the ride of his young life.