It was only a matter of time, Maria realised that, ever since her tits had started to form she had experienced a frequent urge to be used and abused by men, the more outrageous their needs the more she felt the need to comply.
Every so often she would emerge from this life of lust and once again hold her head up high, playing the devoted wife to Rick, which deep down she was, to all outsiders at these times she would be the soul of propriety. No one knew the images and memories which were ever present in her mind.
It was only a matter of time Maria knew that and she also knew that it was all about to start again and she knew from bitter experience that there wasn't a thing she could do about it.
It had started a couple of weeks ago in the disco bar where she worked as a waitress on a Saturday night, chatting to the other waitresses during a quiet spell HE had strolled in, something about the way he walked was magnetic and she wasn't the only one to experience it, three scrubbers hung around him, pure tarts Maria could see that at a single glance, they reminded her of how she had been at some of the seedier times in her life when pleasing the man attached to the cock which serviced her took priority over everything else in her life.
The guy was in his late twenties about 6'2" tall and with a confident arrogant manner about him, thrusting a note to one of his companions he took a table close to the bar, one girl on each side of him while the third with the money hurried to the bar to be served.
A little later he stared at the bar or more accurately stared at Maria his deep hypnotic eyes penetrating deep inside her soul, stripping away the blouse from her body, in her mind she felt her skirt cascading to the floor as he mentally tore from her firm and ripe breasts the lacy bra and from her hips the tiny thong which was all that remained to cover her modesty
She was still standing behind the bar and he was still at his table but she FELT his fingers, three of them, thrusting deep inside her pussy.
"Is everything OK" said one of the other waitresses to her and Maria realised she was visibly trembling
It wasn't a tremor of fear, this was something Maria recognised all too well it was a tremor of excitement, of anticipation of the certain knowledge that one day soon she would experience those fingers deep inside her pussy just as she had just imagined
It was only a matter of time.
That night when Rick came to the disco bar to collect her she had composed herself but knew that she had to start preparing now for what was inevitably going to happen "I may be working later the next few weeks. possibly very late so Ill just get a staff taxi, you'll be able to get some sleep Ill let myself in" she began
"They work you too hard " he answered, but didnt argue about the arrangements
The following week she steeled herself to be strong and to resist the urges
She watched for him arriving knowing if she spotted him before his eyes went to work then that would be her only way of fighting the urges.
She didnt see him
The evening was much busier than the previous week and 4 hours into her shift she had almost forgotten.
She went out into the seating area to see if anyone required table service. She was delivering drinks to a couple when a voice called " Service here next"
Turning around to answer her customer she found herself staring into the deep hypnotic eyes, he had an arm around two of his girls and his hands were openly exploring deep inside their skimpy tops, she could see his fingers beneath the thin material playing with their nipples. She knew that her own nipples had stiffened up and there was a raging heat at the top of her thighs
His eyes once again tore into her soul and somewhere she heard his voice ordering lagers for his table. Looking again at him she realised his eyes were now staring at her pointed breasts, his fingers were now gently caressing the breasts of the girls beside him, mentally telling her what he wanted to do to her, what he was going to do to her......for openers
When she delivered the drinks to his table he released the girls and leant forward a little, as she lowered a glass onto the table she felt his hand caressing her calf, she froze, it was now on the back of her knee, as she tried to ignore what was happening it slid slowly up the inside of her thigh. She looked him in the eyes and his eyes sent her the certain message " stop me before I reach your cunt or you will never stop me"
It was then that she knew that the feeling she had about her urges was about to come true, she wanted him, she wanted him to strip her clothes from her body and take her over the table with everyone watching. Steadily she stared back, her confidence growing as his fingers leisurely made their way under the short skirt that she wore, over the outward curve of her thigh and down to the inward curve leading to the v just below her pussy, she could feel every millimetre of his fingers journey as they made an initial contact with her thong and caressed her outer labia, her inner lips and then just as she had imagined the previous week thrust deep inside her hot wet slit
Just as quickly his fingers pulled out of her leaving a terrible empty feeling inside her, his index finger caught her gusset and dragged it downwards, she felt the waistband slip from her waist and over her hips before he left the thong dangling centimetres above the hem of her skirt.
Handing her a note as payment for the drinks he nodded towards the hem of her skirt "Bring me...................the change" he smiled
There was no doubt in her mind as to what he meant, before returning to the bar and the cash register she dived into the staff toilets where, locking herself into a cubicle she tore off the tiny thong and thrust her own fingers inside her pussy and quickly brought herself to the orgasm which had begun at his table.
A few minutes later she returned with his change clenched in her hand, his hand lay open and closed quickly over the cash and the wisp of lace still warm from her body.
"What time do you finish next week? " he asked
"Midnight" she replied breathlessly
"When you finish work we will go to a club I know"
No request, no can I see you, no would you like to