I'd been coming to this same cafe for months, ever since the new owners had taken over. The food wasn't the best but one of the waitresses was absolutely stunning. Her name was Nikki and although she was only five feet three tall her figure was perfect. Her tits looked gorgeous, even though she always kept them well hidden beneath skin tight tops, and a beautifully rounded ass. There had been many days when, after visiting for a full English breakfast, I had gone straight home and wanked myself over thoughts of what I would like to do with her. I knew that I would never stand a chance, even though she was single, I was twice her age.
I walked in and there she was, behind the counter as usual, in her tight top but for some reason she looked even more stunning than usual. Apart from me and her place was deserted. I walked over to the counter and she looked up smiling.
"Do you want the usual Jake?" She asked.
"You know me so well Nikki breakfast with everything please." I responded laughing.
"See if you can find a seat." She told me with a wink and went out into the kitchen.
I took one of the daily papers, that they had delivered daily and the coffee she had poured for me and went and sat by the window. I opened the paper and waited for Nikki to bring out my breakfast. I had only managed to read a couple of pages when I heard a loud crash and then Nikki screamed out, causing me to almost drop my mug. I called out to her but got no response so I went to the counter and looked through to the kitchen.
Nikki was leaning against one of the work surfaces and she looked as though she was crying.
"Is everything alright Nikki?" I called out.
"Don't worry about me Jake I'll be okay in a minute." She replied sobbing gently.
"Tell me what happened you screamed that loud I almost spilt my coffee."
"I'd just heated the frying pan and then knocked it causing the fat to splash over me."
"Maybe you should have worn the apron." I told her trying to make a joke of it.
"Don't worry I will in future that fucking hurt." She said and I was sure she smiled as well.
"Are you sure you haven't done any damage to yourself."
"I don't know I haven't looked yet give me a second."
Nikki walked out into the front of the cafe and locked the door. She came back into the kitchen and, without saying a word, pulled her top over her head. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, she didn't seem to care that I was there and that she was standing in just jeans and a bra. I had been right about her tits though, they were gorgeous. She was wearing a purple lace bra that looked to be two sizes too small for her and her tits were straining against the fabric, looking like they would burst free at any second. I couldn't take my eye of her as she turned to me and asked if I could see any burn marks.
"I-I-It's a bit red but it looks okay." I stammered.
"That's a relief I couldn't shut up for the day my old man would kill me." She said.
"I don't think you will need to worry about that." I told her my eyes never leaving her tits.
Nikki noticed that I was staring at her tits but instead of putting her top back on she looked down at them herself.
"Oh do you think I may have scalded my tits?" She said and before I could respond she had whipped her bra off freeing herself.
My cock sprang instantly to its full length and I squirmed slightly at the tightness in my trousers.
"Can you just make sure there isn't any marks on them Jake?" She asked.