Grand Opening

Casey sits behind the counter, foot tapping, jaw set tight. Not a single customer all morning. She stares at the wall, then her shoulders ease and her eyes sharpen. An hour later Maya hovers in the doorway. She glances at the empty tables, ready to turn away, but when she sees Casey her breath catches. Casey’s hips rest on the marble counter. Her denim skirt’s hitched to her waist, the small apron pulled clear so nothing hides the shine between her parted thighs. Her smile is lazy. “First customer gets a taste,” she says. “Grand opening special.” Maya blinks, then steps forward like she’s been tugged. She sinks to her knees, hands gripping Casey’s calves. Her tongue slides in warm and greedy. Casey leans back, one palm braced, the other in Maya’s hair. Minutes pass. The door opens. Evelyn freezes at the sight of Maya lapping and moaning like nothing else exists. Casey doesn’t cover up; she just nods toward the line forming behind Maya. Evelyn bites her lip, pulls out her phone. “Hey, I’ll be late,” she murmurs, eyes fixed on Casey’s cunt. “Yeah, something came up.” She pockets it and steps closer, waiting. Alexis walks in next, eyebrows shooting high. Shock barely lasts a breath; her lips curve and she takes her place behind Evelyn, arms folded, already swaying to the sound of Maya’s eager tongue.