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A Cook's Whore

Physical punishment here is not unheard of, if a cook messes up a slap on the head is not out of line. When a server drops a plate and it has to be done over, both Angelo and Ian tag team the offender with sexually charged insults until they quit, cry or apologize. It was about 11pm on a Saturday night. All the reservations had eaten and the kithen was being cleaned. Angelo and Ian were going over the night?s events just to discuss what dishes sold and what didn?t. It was then that Claire the dining room captain interrupted their conversation. Claire was an avid rock climber who?s muscular physique was compacted on her barely 5 foot body. She stood erect naturally like a gymnast who just landed off a jump from the parallel bars. As she stood almost in between the chefs, she undid her tie and the tip button of her white blouse. Her ample breasts seemed to want to pop out of her taught shirt. She undid her ponytail and shook her head, her long fiery shoulder length hair swayed back and forth, the scent of vanilla conditioner filled the hot kitchen air. With her tiny voice that she often forced several octaves down to emphasize her authority she said to both chefs, ?You guys seemed kinda slow tonight, some guests complained? Angelo and Ian came back simultaneously, ?What the fuck do you know you cunt? Get out of here!? ?Claire you need to get fucked, you?re too uptight?. Claire was used to the chef?s boorish behavior. She seemed unfazed by their tempers, and responded ?Ok, whatever you guys say, you were slow, remember, you even yelled at Frank for taking too long with the desserts? Angelo and Ian obviously revealing the truth had a quick chuckle. Trish then left the kitchen and headed down the stairs to the locker rooms. After a few more minutes of discussion, the chefs headed in the same direction. The locker room was more of a storage room at Le Boulanger. Cases of tomatoes, olive oil and other nonperishable items were stacked throughout. Clothes and other personal effects were strewn on the foodstuffs, and empty milk crates served as stools. Angelo and Ian entered the room to find Claire in her thong and athletic bra. Her stomach was tight and when relaxed still had traces of a six ? pack. Her thighs were small yet muscular, the sweep added to the fullness of her hamstrings. Her ass was round and bulbous, it looker as if she held it in a constant flex. She had her white running shoes on as to avoid the grease and grime the kitchen crew tracked in. It was not a big deal to see her in this state, it happened a dozen times before it was the only change room. Angelo then said to Claire, ?You were right, some of the boys were slow today? Claire responder ?You were right too, I need to get fucked, it has been too long? Claire ran her hands over her body as if to present it and said, ?With a body like this, I should be getting laid? Angelo laughed and said, ?I?m hot too, if I wasn?t me ?.man I?d be all over me? Ian burst out in a cackle. It was then Claire took off her top and headed toward Ian. She cupped her firm breasts with one hand grabbed the back of his head. Without hesitation Ian suckled her tit. In astonishment Angelo stood stunned and in silence. Claire then looked at Angelo and said, ?Are ready to go head to head chefs? Angelo knew what she was talking about. He took off his chef pants and jacket and stood to Claire?s side. Claire then got on her knees and took in Angelo?s throbbing member in her mouth. Ian followed Angelo?s lead and took off his clothes. Clare took Ian?s cock in her hand and Angelo?s in another. She licked her lips and gritted her teeth and held both now hard dicks in her hand stroking them affectionately. She smiled, revealing a wonky tooth that didn?t detract from her doll like face. She expertly alternated between sucking one chef then another. Without missing a beat she would spit on one cock to lube it and pump the shaft of another. With both hands Claire pulled the boys in and put the heads of both chefs in her mouth. For a lady of her diminutive size she was able to fit quite a bit of cock. Angelo moaned and said to Ian, Hey buddy, you like going head to head? They all blurted out laughing. Claire then stood up and pulled down her black thong. It seemed to cling off her sweaty behind. She then placed herself on all fours on a stack of 100lb flour bags. Ian placed himself in front of her and instinctively she grabbed his cock and slurped away. She flicked her tongue at the head of his penis coating it with saliva. A little pre-cum bridged from her mouth to the tip of his cocking. Angelo worked her from behind. He spit on her already slightly gaped asshole and fingered her sopping wet pussy. The sticky sounds of Angelo?s fingers ramming Claire?s warm wet tight pussy got louder as Angelo started thrusting harder and harder. Claire moaned in pleasure with Ian?s cock still in her mouth. Ian grabbed Claire?s long red hair and pulled it up and down forcing her to deep throat him. She gurgled slightly as he hit her gag reflex. ?I?m such a slut, ohh ohh all I need is a cock in my mouth call the rest of the crew? Claire?s body quivered as she came, she was out of breath and her body was glistening in sweat. The air in room was now stuffy and smelled of musk. Claire was still feeling nasty but her ass and pussy were as raw as the rare steak she returned earlier in the night to the kitchen. Hearing Claire?s moaning of pleasure turn to pain the duo of chef?s stopped. ?You boys worked hard for me, so I?ll let you cum in my face? Claire lay on her back mouth open, motionless on the sweat-covered bag of flour. The two chefs jerked intensely by her face, as Claire licked her lips tickling the balls of the two. Angelo let out a thick stream of white hot cum that missed Claire?s mouth hitting her across both eyes. She yelled,? fuck don?t you know how to aim that thing of yours?? and laughed. Ian dropped his load. The weak stream of jizz trickled out of his still hard cock. Though weak there was plenty of it. He lovingly dropped the load in her mouth and she happily swallowed it. Without thinking and being the consummate workers they are, without a word everyone changed, threw the sweat and oil stained bag of flour away. And being the hospitable server Claire was she said to Angelo and Ian, ?thanks guys come again?!

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