She has always been attracted to older men, especially those in a position of authority. Even from an young age when they had visitors rather than playing with the other children she would stay with her father and his friends, getting drinks and food as requested. At school she was the same, she never dated boys her own age, it was always the older boys she wanted to date and at times this resulted in embarrassment for her, but she kept going back for more, even thou she knew they never really cared for her. But her biggest crushes were directed towards her teachers, once she reached university she had a couple of brief affairs with her professors. Even when working she preferred a male boss or supervisor.
The day he walked into the coffee shop changed everything for her, she was drawn to him immediately, something about his demeanour attracted her, she didn't know who he was but she knew she wanted to be his. Rushing to his table she said, "Good morning sir, my name is April, I'll be your waitress today," he didn't say anything as she handed him a menu, "I'll be back shortly to take your order."
April was 25, an attractive girl, she had brown shoulder length hair, brown eyes and delicate facial features. She was 5'10, with long shapely legs, her ass wasn't large but it was big enough to attract attention, her breast were average size but round and firm. Her work uniform was designed to highlight these features in the hope of bringing customers back, she had a simple black skirt that hugged her ass and reached midway down her thigh. She wore a plain white blouse with the business name sitting slightly above her left nipple and slightly above her right nipple was her name badge, with a couple of buttons undone she attracted plenty of stares.
Her customer was at least 6' tall, short black hair, he has a solid built with strong features, she thought he was about 50. He was impeccably dressed in black pants with a long sleeve business shirt and black shoe so shiny you could see your reflection in them.
She loitered near his table, trying to look busy, she wanted to make sure she took his order and none of the other waitresses got in first. When he put down the menu she rushed to his table taking his order. She made sure that she was the only person that served him, taking him his coffee and meal when they were ready, then his bill. When he finished and left she went to the table to clear it and collect the money, there was an extra $20 written on it, "For April".
For the next 2 weeks he came in at exactly the same time every day, ordered the same coffee and meal, and left April at $20 tip. At the start of the 3rd week as soon as he sat down April brought him his coffee, he gave her a smile, "I'll have the usual," he said.
"It's being prepared Sir," April replied, he smiled again.
Today he left a $50 tip, this continued for the next couples of weeks.
Everyday when April delivered his meal she always asked if he would like anything else he wanted and he would decline. Today when she asked he looked her directly in her eyes and said "Your panties!".
April was shocked, she didn't know what to say, she could feel herself blushing, he just calming looked at her like it was normal to ask for someone panties, "You want what?" she whispered.
"I want you to take of your panties off and give them to me." He replied. Turning away from her he took a sip of his coffee and started to eat his meal.
"You must be joking, I can't do that," April said.
Putting down his knife and fork he again stared into April eyes saying, "Two rules April, when I say I want something I mean it and I don't like repeating myself!" he stared at her for a couple of seconds before adding "If you can't do what I want I can go elsewhere." He turned away from her, resuming his meal.
April stood staring at him for a moment, then turning around she headed towards the bathroom. Inside she slowly took off her panties, staring at them as she held them in her hand. She couldn't believe she was about to give a stranger her panties, it made her nervous but also a little excited.
As she left the bathroom she noticed he was almost finished his meal, she rushed to get his bill and headed to the table. She had folder her panties, hiding them under the bill as she left it on the table. She rushed away, feeling embarrassed by what she did, from a safe distance she stopped and watched him.
He picked up the bill, leaving her panties sitting on the table, he took out his wallet removing some cash, he sat the cash and the bill on the other side of the table. He then stood up, she was suddenly gripped by fear, was he going to walk away and just leave her panties on the table?
