You Had Me as Appetizer
I shook my head, looking at the waitress. “I guess I just won’t have anything…”
She smiled slyly. “I think…I have the perfect appetizer for you. Come with me, I’ll show you.”
Curious, I followed her into the empty kitchen—then she kissed me full on the lips. I was too startled to resist, but then—something about her. I had to kiss her again.
Her kiss tasted—delicious. I didn’t understand it, but I just had to keep kissing her. I barely noticed her giggling, or her unfastening her clothing and letting it fall to the floor.
What was that taste? I kissed harder, nibbled, eyes closed, trying to figure it out. There was something in my mouth now—something that seemed to be squirming. I swallowed once, then again, and it was gone.
I opened my eyes. The waitress was gone—but her clothing was on the floor in front of me.
Did I hear a giggle coming from my stomach? Or was it just gas?
I went back out to my table, where another waitress was ready to take my order.