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Subject: {ASSM} 040820 -- Me And The Waitresses At Red Lobster... Happy Birthday!
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Frank
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{Mff; public; masturbate; vaginal; oral}

   Me and the Waitresses at Red Lobster...  Happy Birthday!

   Only my so-called friends and relatives would neglect to determine my
agenda for my own birthday...  did they honestly expect me to have nothing
planned?  Only those fools wouldn't bother to plan to do something with me,
make sure I get to the designated place at the designated time to be
surprised for my b-day!  Like I'd really plan to attend some infant's
birthday celebration!

   I stayed at Heather's long enough to wish her daughter [as if the baby
were even aware] a happy birthday [yup, my `granddaughter' and I share a
birthday], greet and play with my `grandson', speak with my [disrespectful]
`daughter' and her mother, as well as my own parents.  It took all of an
hour.

   As I left I was haggard with much clamoring, "Leaving?" "Yeah.  No one
bothered to ask me if I had plans for the day.., as if I'd stay at a baby's
birthday party ON MY BIRTHDAY." Followed by moans and grunts, "OH, Sorry."

   I left that bogus celebration and went to Red Lobster.  I ate excellent
food.  I was penitently served by beautiful young women.  And, afterward,
while having my dessert and coffee, two of those lovely young women sat
with me.

   "We're getting off now," the raven haired Latina cooed into my left ear.
"Yeah," followed the charcoal haired asian flower on my right, "and we
thought, maybe, you'd take us to the movies with you." During the
obligatory chit-chat while being served, I had mentioned my plans for the
evening as well as the disrespect I was given by my family and friends. 
"We promise," they chimed, each placing a hand on my thigh, drawing ever
more near to my crotch, "to be Real Good."

   My face flushed with heat as my cock twitched.  "Sure," I gasped,
"Perhaps, you'd like to have dessert with me first." They agreed.  And,
mere moments later, a young gentleman came to the table, announcing he'd be
finishing up my service for the young ladies.  Then, "Oh," he sputtered,
noticing they were seated with me, "um.., can I get you something." The
lovelies ordered a single dessert and two iced teas.

   Under the cover of the corner booth's table, the beauties stroked my
crotch, reaching deep without opening my pants.

   On my left, sat Marlena.  She told me she was a junior at the local
technology college.  She smelled of vanilla and cherries.  Her skin was the
color of cinnamon-caramel.  Her full lips were unpainted but a highlight of
deep pink lined around them.  The same color covered her eye lids,
highlighting her chestnut colored wide set eyes.  Marlena's nose was wide
bridged with a short slope and a bulbous tip.  She stroked my leg and
crotch with her left hand while her right hand alternately stroked my cheek
and held my right arm.

   On my right, sat Jen.  She told me she wasn't attending college, was
"the same age" as Marlena.  And, they had met at the restaurant.  Her scent
was that of a cool spring morning.  Her flesh bore the yellow-brown hue,
typical of Oriental women.  Her trim lips and eyelids were painted a soft
red-brown.  Her bright green eyes were set narrow and deep.  Jen's nose was
thin bridged with a long slope and a fine tip.  She stroked my leg and
crotch with her right hand while her left hand played with her own crotch.

   When the young gentleman returned with their desserts, the lovely young
ladies thanked him with a smile...  and me with kisses, each full on a
cheek.

   I had finished my dessert and was enjoying my coffee.  Marlena and Jen
shared their cheesecake, each having a bite in turn.  To my delighted
surprise, and great relief, when Marlena took the first bite of their
cheesecake, Jen sipped her iced tea and deftly released my belt and buckle.
Then, Jen took a bite of their cheesecake, Marlena sipped her own iced tea
and smoothly lowered my zipper!

   My cock head sprang from the brim of my under shorts.  It glistened in
the cool air.  The chicks each glanced at it...  and smiled.

   As they reached sipped their iced teas they applied one hand to my
undershorts and expertly worked them beneath my scrotum, releasing my
aching member from it's imprisonment.  Under the cover of the table, with
their bodies slightly turned toward me, and with mine facing the other
diners, the two young females ate and drank with one hand while stroking my
cock and caressing my nuts with the other.

   I tried my best to keep my breathing regular and my body position
still...  I really don't know if I was successful.  Soon their cheesecake
was completely consumed and their teas mostly.  Their masturbation of my
prick was joined by smooching of my cheeks and full on kissing of my lips.
Their soft feminine lips were chilled by the ice in their drinks and their
tongues were wet but equally cold.

   Jen and Marlena had soft hands.  They employed a sure and certain stroke
along my dick.  It rose hard and warm.  They tickled the head and gently
squeezed the shaft from time to time, curbing the pressure...  spreading
precum around but stopping the eruption.  At one point, Marlena applied
precum from her fingertip to her full lips...  then kissed Jen full on the
mouth!

   When their cum moistened lips lingered together and their cool wet
tongues tangoed I could not be stopped...  my jizz sprayed quick, they're
wonderful hands caught it as quick.  Jen reached her cum covered hand under
Marlena's shirt, rubbing my stuff onto her stomach.  Marlena did the same
with her hand on Jen's stomach.  Then they casually wiped my cock with the
napkin from my lap and reset my clothing to it's proper manner.

   Not bothering to refit their uniform shirts into their uniform pants,
Marlena and Jen got out of the booth.  "We'll go change," the latina
princess started, "and meet you at the front door," the oriental jade
finished.  They walked off, through the kitchen entryway and beyond my
view. Then, I got up from the booth, leaving the check and a hundred dollar
bill on the table.

   I walked to the front of the restaurant and into the restroom.  Inside,
I relieved my bladder and washed my face and hands.  Afterward, I exited
the restroom and awaited my lovely young ladies.  Soon I was delightfully
reacquainted with my serendipitous companions.

   Jen's figure was that of a beach sport athlete, a swimmer or volley
baller.  Her muscles were acute, well defined and shape, making her taut
ass and perky tits a sight to drool over.  She wore red-orange short pants,
clinging to that wonderful ass and, just above the knee, strong thighs.  A
matching frail measure of cloth hung loosely around her shoulders, to drape
shortly along her arms, wrapped around her torso and tied snugly just above
her belly button.  Beneath that frail cloth her small tits were held by a
white sports bra...  how I envied that cloth!

   Marlena's figure was big, a wrestler without the steroid enhancements.
Tight steel defined her arms and legs, giving her abdomen, buttocks and
breasts captivating shape.  She wore a blue-violet skirt, loose and draping
to her knees.  A sight which would give any man cause to wonder, `is she
wearing panties?' Like Jen, Marlena wore a frail cloth draping over her
shoulders and tied above her navel.  It was colored to match her skirt. 
Beneath it, she wore a black bikini top...  which may have been a black
bra. And, I envied that fabric covering those big tits!

   As we left the restaurant, Marlena and Jen walked closely beside me,
each on a side.  We strolled through the doorway into the parking lot. 
They each wore black flat soled shoes with open toes.  But, Jen's were
narrower than Marlena's and had no white adornment on the arch.

   As we neared my black [with scarlet-gold effect around the rear tires
and blue-grey tint windows all around] GM prototype [a hybrid SUV Minivan
with many patent pending systems and features, including the engine] they
each became audibly breathless.  "Nice look, ain't it," I queried, toggling
the unlock pip on the vehicle key hanging at my waist.  The auto's lights
blinked twice, indicating the security system had disengaged.

   Jen and Marlena briefly, quietly, argued over who would take the
passenger seat...  rock, scissors, paper ruled on the point...  and, Jen
must have lost.  As I rounded the back corner, approaching the driver's
door, I heard the rear door slide open.  Opening the driver's door, I saw
the young women climb into the truck, Marlena in the front.

   As I drove the truck from the parking lot and headed north, across the
county, the girls asked, "Where are we going?" I told them the title of the
film.  "Yeah but, the theater's just back there." "No.  I don't go there. I
prefer the one on the lake side.., it has a private balcony." They giggled,
"Cool."

   Ten minutes later I drove into the theater parking lot.  I parked in a
spot near the front door, front end out.  A sign posted here was marked
"Reserved Frank W".  "Wow," the young women cooed.  I moved to open my door
and the ladies leaned toward each other, whispering in the space between
the front and back of the vehicle.  I got out and walked around to the
passenger side of the vehicle.

   Marlena and Jen were standing in front of the still open sliding door.
"We," they chimed together, "were just thinking," lowering their voices,
reaching for and taking my arm, pulling me toward them, "maybe you should
take off your underpants." "What?" "Go on," Marlena said, moving me into
the rear compartment.  "Yeah," Jen echoed, "go on, get `em off."

   So it was I came to be undressing in the back of my truck, with the door
opened, blocked by the backs of two beautiful women whose combined age
equaled mine.  And, it was that, I came to be wearing no underwear under my
jeans when I entered the theater.  The beauties and I walked into the
theater and, after a quick wave, past the line and the cashier.

   "Holy shit!" Jen cried.  "Sweet!" echoed Marlena.  They each clung to an
arm and coyly covered their aghast mouths.  We strolled to the concession
stand..  The attendant greeted me with a smile, a wave and, "Your kiddie
soda.  Anything for you, ladies?" The girls ordered a regular soda and
popcorn to share.  I presented my bank card for payment.  And, when it was
returned to me, bid the attendant farewell.

   I led the young women away from the concession stand to the usher's
stand...  around a throng of movie-goers.

   "Hey," I said to the woman taking tickets.  "Hey, Frank.  Just a sec."
"Ok." The usher reached into the drawer of the usher stand and withdrew a
hand held hold punch.  I presented her with my VIP ticket and she punched a
hole along it's edge...  seven of thirty.  "They're," I mentioned,
indicating Jen and Marlena who were standing just behind me, whispering,
giggling and smiling, "with me." The usher glanced at my companions, "Oh,"
and punched eight and nine in my ticket.

   "Come ahead," I said to my dazzling companions.  They quickly joined me,
each to a side and each carrying half of their concession order.  I led
them to the elevator, where I inserted my key to engage it's operation. 
When it had descended from the projection room, the doors opened and the
three of us stepped into the car.  Inside, I inserted my key and turned it
right, to "Balcony".  The doors closed and....

   When the doors opened again, Marlena, Jen and I stepped from the car
onto the theater's second level.  The theater has twelve screens and each
has a private balcony.  From the second level, we could enter any balcony
we wished.  I led the ladies to the balcony of screen two...  the show
would begin in fifteen minutes.

   I held the balcony door open for the women, they stepped through the
doorway and I followed.  The balcony is a simple room beneath the
projection room.  Before a rectangular pane of one-way safety glass, a
small sofa was placed, and on each side of that, a chair.  This furniture
was pure luxury, soft velvety cushions, sturdy wood construction and deeply
set back...  exactly what one might find in a residential living room.

   Directly ahead of the doorway there is a short flight of stairs.  At the
bottom of the stairs is a fire door.  In case of fire or power failure the
door lock is automatically released, allowing patrons to exit the
auditorium via the balcony level.  At each end of the two corridors from
where the balconies are entered there are similar emergency exits marked,
"Emergency exit only.  An alarm will sound if opened.  No access to the
lobby."

   Once this level of the theater wasn't restricted.  But, a certain writer
argued before the Town Board...  and they accepted the new security
measures.

   The safety glass was also new.  Once there was nothing more than a hole
in the wall and an open stairwell setting the balcony seats apart from the
rest of the auditorium.  In fact, the balcony seats were once exactly like
those of the lower level.  The wanton females accompanying me correctly
surmised, "OH!  This is SO Great."

   I set my drink in the holder of the left arm of the sofa, announcing, "I
gotta use the bathroom.  Be right back." I left the balcony and proceeded
along the corridor toward the elevator.  In addition to the balconies, this
level of the theater had five rooms formed within the central hub.  From
the elevator, proceeding along "Corridor 1" balconies one thru six were
accessed via doorways on the right.  On the left, midway along the
corridor, a doorway led to the "Employee's Locker Room".

   At the end of corridor one, around the corner and beyond the emergency
exit door, along "adjunct south" set into the central hub were two doors.
The door on the left led to the "Security & Management Office".  On the
right, the door to "Projection Access Stairs".

   "Corridor 2" is set parallel to corridor one.  From it, balconies seven
thru twelve were accessed.

   And, "adjunct north" led left from the elevator to corridor two.  Two
doors were set in the central hub along this adjunct, "Lavatory" and
"Utility Room".  I entered the lavatory.  It's nothing spectacular.  Just
an ordinary bathroom, sans bath or shower.  But, the toilet and sink are
set to a height much more comfortable for anyone, never mind the disabled.

   I quickly urinated then washed...  and returned to balcony two.

   When I entered I immediately noticed the girls had seated themselves on
the sofa.  As I approached I noticed clothing hung over the back of it. 
Nearly upon it, I recognized the frail cloths the women had worn over their
tit holders.  Standing at the left arm of the sofa, I spied the white
adornment of Marlena's shoes poking from under the sofa.

   Gazing at the sofa seat, I noticed each of them were sitting along the
length of the sofa, facing each other, turned on a hip.  Their legs were
intertwined...  and they were wearing nothing but their panties and bras!

   I suddenly felt parched...  bumbling, I took up my soda and fumbled with
the straw...  dribbling the beverage over my lips onto my shirt.

   Marlena, seated to my right, at the left end fo the sofa, chuckled and
took my soda from my awkward hands.  "Here," she said, drawing it to my
mouth, steadying the straw between her fingers, bringing the sipping
apparatus to my lips.  "Th-Th-thanks," I stammered.

   "Sit here," Jen beckoned, patting the center space of the sofa, where
their once intertwined legs now came apart, knees bending toward their
respective chests.  I moved toward the invited spot...  and, as I sat, from
the left, a hand undid my zipper; while, from the right, my belt and buckle
were undone.  Then, sitting, an unidentical pair of hands, symmetrically
pulled my pants down.

   These beautiful young women snuggled up to me, each on a side, attending
to me with lips and hands.  Kissing my face, caressing my member, as they
removed my shirt.  When the trailers began to roll, Jen slipped off the
couch, onto the floor, and removed my shoes...  then my pants.  Marlena
removed her tit covering, which I now knew to be a bra not a bikini top.

   Jen spread my legs and moved to my rising cock, taking it's head between
her trim lips, teasing the slit with the tip of her tongue.  Marlena's big
tits were presented to my parted lips, with my tongue draping out.  I
eagerly suckled one while I fondled the other.  My member was surely
engulfed in the warm wet bay of the Orient.  And, a pair of succulent
Spanish melons gave me much delight too!

   Soon the balcony warmed with the heat of sex.  And, passion sounds
filled the area."Oh," Jen uttered, disengaging her fabulous mouth from my
cock, "what if they hear us?" "C-K-can't," I gasped, "soundproof.  And,
that glass is one-way safety glass.., can't see us either." "Yeah,"
mentioned Marlena, "we figured that." This then seemed a cue, the young
ladies switched positions.

   Now, on my right, Jen removed her bra, and presented her small tits to
me, fondling them herself in the presentation.  I took one of her fruit
cups in my mouth and the other in my hand.  Marlena's full lips squeezed
gently along my erect shaft.  She loudly licked and sucked my cock like a
Hoover.  Jen held my head softly, keeping me at her tit, like a mother
feeding an infant.  I mewled at the teet nearly as loudly as my latina
wench swallowed my prick.

   "Oh, Gawd.., Mar.., Cum on..." Jen sputtered, pushing me from her chest.
Laying back, she brought her legs straight into the air and slid her
panties off; then, "let him go.  Here," she continued, bringing a finger to
her cunt, "eat this." Twisting a bit, I brought my head to that Oriental
pearl and commenced to licking it.  Marlena soon released my cock and moved
her oral ministration to Jen's perky little boobs.

   I delighted in the pussy.  Moving my tongue in and around, wetting and
teasing, suckling and plying until the clitoris was exposed.  "Kah- Christ!
Jeezus!  Oh, Shit!" Jen cried.  "Mar, you won't buhleeve this guy!" I
tickled Jen's clit with tongue and finger, gently bringing her off.  Her
pussy juice flowed like sweet water from a tap...  Marlena joined me at the
well!

   Jen's breathing slowed as her body became a pliable mass.  My dick had
lost a bit of it's stiffness but remained risen.  With determined measure,
Marlena eased Jen from the sofa and directed me to lay down.  Once Jen was
settled onto the floor, Marlena climbed onto the sofa, placing her
womanhood over my mouth.  When she took my entire length into her mouth I
applied my lips to her flower.

   As I'd done with Jen, I worked this Spanish pussy to a frenzy... 
Marlena quivered when she sprayed!

   My cock was fully erect again.  My face was sticky with female orgasm.
The scent of pussy filled my nostrils.  And, sweat glistened over my body
and the bodies of my attendant females.

   Jen knelt facing the sofa as Marlena went to the floor.  The lovely
Oriental wench softly stroked my rigid cock as she fingered her cunt.  She
squeezed the head of my member.  Her scent became strong, wetness sounded
as her finger(s) penetrated her womanhood.  Then, she stood and climbed
atop my cock....

   "Fuh-Fuck!" I exclaimed as Jen's warm, wet, petals slipped over my
manhood.  She lowered her athletic frame to my pelvis and leaned back.  As
she groped her own tits, she flayed her head from side to side and ground
her pelvis to mine.  Jen's charcoal colored hair whipped back and forth
behind her shoulders, along her spine, tickling her ass and the top of my
scrotum.

   My lips dried, my tongue hung out.  I chewed my lips.  My fingers
convulsed.

   "Here ya go, sweetie," Marlena chirped, kissing my lips, bringing my
hands to her tits.  This big beautiful Latin lovely's raven hair, tickled
my face, my chest and her shoulders, as we kissed and fondled one another
wildly.

   On my cock, Jen's pussy grew more wet.  She moaned incoherently, as did
Marlena and I.  The sofa groaned.

   "God Dam!" my little Oriental jade cried, collapsing forward, flooding
my pelvis with her orgasm.  "He's still going?!" my full figured Latin
warrior astonished.  Little did either of them realize, I'd cum inside that
yellow-brown womb long ago!  Jen's continued mounting had brought me to a
new erection....

   Jen rolled off me, exhausted.  She lay curled on the floor as Marlena
took up the task of getting me off again.  "Get on top," she directed. 
And, I sat up as she climbed onto the sofa.  She lay spread legged, I
turned and mounted her.  Her womanhood was ripe and ready for penetration.
I slipped inside her easily, completely, and harshly.

   I rammed Marlena's cunt hard.  My mouth clamped onto her left tit while
my right hand clamped onto it's companion.  Squeezing and suckling her
melons, moving my dick in and out of her pussy...  "Shit.  Oh, Yes!  This
is so good.  Just like you said you'd be." Jen was on her knees again, her
left hand roaming over my ass.  "Yeah, do that, Jen, babe."

   Short raspy, dehydrated breaths escaped our mouths...  I shot my loud
with a great gasp...!
   20 August 2004 FrankW265

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