Would You Like Ketchup With That?
Date: 12/1/2017, Categories: Voyeur, Author: sprite, Source: LushStories
She had the sweetest voice. Cheerful and friendly; not the kind that’s drilled into you by managers, but sincere sounding. It’s hard to tell by a voice, but I guessed her to be young, probably college age, since the university was just down the street. “Fries, please. And a diet pepsi.” I smiled as she repeated it back, putting a little pop into the ‘p’s. “Will there be anything else?” she asked, her voice not losing any of its allure despite issuing from the metal box just left of the menu board. A kiss, I mused, but left the thought unspoken. “Just that,” instead, unable to resist a hint of bedroom seduction in my words, just enough to make me smile, sure that it would go unnoticed as I drove slowly up to the window. And yes, I’d guessed right. About twenty, perhaps, or close. Pretty as well. Brunette, her hair pulled back, her bangs cut evenly. Lovely cheekbones defined her face and her unadorned lips were full. The kind of lips that begged to be kissed. Her smile was lovely, again, not an affectation, not unless she was able to fake the charming sparkle in her dark eyes as well. “Would you like ketchup with that?” she asked, leaning slightly out the drive thru window to hand me my drink and a bag, just enough to draw my gaze to a pair of breasts that were as close to perfect as you could get and still be natural. It was impossible not to notice the strain they put on the buttons of her uniform blouse. “No, thanks,” I smiled, trying my best not to acknowledge the slight ...