Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2005 23:35:22 -0000
From: Ted Gay <tedgay@btinternet.com>
Subject: CUM CAFE - Part 2: Open Day

(This final episode is inspired by a scene from the gay porn movie
'Majestic Knights' which features a mixed dinner party. The two men are
given blow-jobs by a drunken wine waiter hiding under the table, whilst the
women diners suspect nothing.)

The CUM again CAFE holds Open Days every so often, when gay/bisexual
clientele are invited to bring along straight members of the public. Of
course things operate very differently on these special Open Days. All the
sex is very discreet.

Gone are the normal sex menus, and the explicit badges worn by the Cum,
Jerk-off and Suck-off waiters. The booth partitions are movable, and on
these Open Days the tables are pushed together so a lot more people can sit
at them. The booth partitions are cleverly re-arranged so that the
Suck/Jerk-off waiters can use them to climb under the tables unseen. They
do this by means of a sliding panel at the bottom of the booth partition.
No customer is able to see them using this sliding panel, and as they crawl
thru they are under a table, or rather a group of tables pushed together to
make one big one.

These Open Days are for the benefit of guys who get a kick out of
surreptitious sex in public. How it works is like this. In the days and
weeks before an Open Day, the restaurant takes 'special' orders from
clientele who wish to bring guests to the Open Day meals. They choose in
advance their Cum, Suck-off and Jerk-off waiters. For obvious reasons, the
Jerk-off waiters have to do their work from under the tables on these Open
Days, like the Suck-off waiters do.

Let's look at the scene on one of these Open Days. To the uninitiated the
place looks like a perfectly ordinary restaurant. At a big table near the
center sits a family group - a man with his wife and three children. The
wine waiter takes their order for drinks, and then their table waiter takes
their orders for starters and the main course. There are no special
'Extras' on this menu, these have all been ordered beforehand. However
there are ordinary sauces, such as a House special white sauce consisting
chiefly of ingredients like milk, flour and cheese with spicy flavorings.

The guests are served perfectly ordinary meals which would all pass the
Health and Safety and Public Hygiene/Food Quality tests. The gay or
bisexual regular customer, however, is of course served the special Cum
Sauce from the Cum waiter/waiters of his choice. This is stored in a
special refrigerator separate from the other food, and is put on the
regular customer's meal before it leaves the kitchen area. In order that no
mistakes are made, the regular customers' plates have green rims around the
edge, whilst all the others have blue ones.

To make doubly sure they get the correct service, the regular customers
themselves wear a small CaC button on their lapels, and another one on
their trousers or jeans. This is so the waiters don't make a mistake when
serving the meals or working under the tables.

So this family group is sitting patiently at the large table, the husband
and wife sipping the wine whilst their three children drink orange
juice. The waiter brings their meals, and the husband and wife seem to get
identical ones, with smaller meals for the children, who opt for burgers
and chips (French fries) instead of steak, vegetables and jacket potatoes.

There are two differences between the meals served to the husband and wife,
however. Hers in on a plate with a blue rim, his has a green one. On her
vegetables and meat is a cheese and garlic based white sauce, on his is a
cocktail of Cum sauce from three different Cum waiters. They all tuck into
their meals, the wife and children blissfully unaware that the man of the
family is eating the sperm from three waiters which has been spread all
over his meal.

Meanwhile, the Suck-off waiter is busy beneath the table. Identifying the
regular customer is easy on this table, because there is only one adult
male present. Where there is more than one adult male, some of whom may not
be gay/bisexual, the regular customers are identified by the discreet CaC
button attached to their trousers.

The Suck-off waiter crawls over to the male customer at this table, and
positions himself between his legs. He then unzips the man's fly, pulls out
the customer's cock and proceeds to give him a long, slow blow-job.

The rest of the family are completely unaware of what is going on. However
they do look quizzical when their husband/father starts trying to stifle
strange sighs and noises, and are puzzled by some of the weird expressions
on his face as he nears a climax from the discreet blow-job he is being
given under the table by the Suck-off waiter.

'Are you all right, dear?' says the man's wife with an anxious expression,
looking at her husband's half-closed eyes and grimace as he is brought
close to orgasm by the silky soft sucking mouth of the young
waiter. 'You're not ill, are you?'

'No.. ugh, er, I'm perfectly - ooh, all right!' he says, rather
unconvincingly.

'Well you don't look or sound it,' his wife says. 'Why are you pulling
those faces, and making those strange noises. Are you in pain?'

'No, I'm .. Oh God, . I mean, no I'm not in pain. Well, perhaps a slight
twinge down below!' her husband replied.

The Suck-off waiter under the table knew he was going to be fed a good
helping of spunk by the customer any moment now, right in front of his wife
and kids without them knowing what was going on. The waiter felt the man's
cock go rock hard and start throbbing in is mouth, then the head swelled up
and shot wads of thick cum into his mouth and down his throat.

At the same time the customer couldn't help but let out a loud sigh:
'Oh.. Oh! Aaaggh!' he exclaimed, and a look of sheer ecstasy came across
his face. The children picked up on this immediately:

'What's wrong, daddy?' asked the daughter.

'Why is daddy making those noises?' queried the youngest son.

'Yes, what IS wrong with you, David?' asked his wife. You've never behaved
like this before - do you want me to call a doctor?' She was clearly
worried now - perhaps there was something wrong with the food. 'It sounds
as if someone's eaten something that they shouldn't have.'

She doesn't know how right she is, thought David. I've just eaten the cum
of three waiters right in front of her and the kids, and the waiter under
the table has just been fed my hot load of spunk. He was now zipping up
David's fly, before crawling back thru the sliding panel in the partition
at the end of the table.

'Just a spot of indigestion,' David said. 'I feel much better now - ooh,
what a relief!'

'That's good,' said his wife. 'Remember to bring your indigestion tablets
next time. This food is probably too rich for you.'

'Well, the white sauce was certainly a little overpowering!' said her
husband, with a smirk.

'Yes, you've got it all over your lips,' said his wife. 'Wipe it off with
your napkin, dear, it looks positively obscene.' This was a bit too near
the bone - did his wife suspect he had sperm all over his lips? He licked
them, not wanting to waste any of the expensive sauce, then dabbed his lips
with his napkin. These napkins also served other purposes. Of course the
Suck/Jerk-off waiters would use them to clean up any spilled spunk on the
customers' trousers, but should any guests at the table discover the waiter
under the table, he would pretend he was merely retrieving a fallen
napkin. How many restaurants are as efficient as that?

We move on to another table in a corner. Here sits William and his two
maiden aunts. He too is enjoying a meal covered in sperm sauce, and he is
being jerked-off under the table by another waiter.

'William, what a charming place you have brought us to,' said his great
Aunt Mildred. 'Such polite young waiters, and marvelous food. That white
sauce you opted for looks delicious, I wish I'd ordered some.'

'Oh no, you wouldn't like it,' said William, horrified that she might ask
to try some from his plate. 'It's definitely an acquired taste. It has very
special ingredients.'

'Well you must give me the recipe sometime,' said Great Aunt Mildred. 'I
must say it has a strange smell.'

Thank goodness she's never been with a man, so doesn't know what spunk
smells like, thought William, and then his other great aunt spoke:

'Well I like plain English cooking,' she said. 'I don't care for all these
exotic sauces. It looks positively revolting to me, William. I can't
imagine what it consists of.'

Before she could ask, William tried to change the subject. He got a big
kick out of secretly eating sperm and being jacked-off in front of his
spinster aunts, but he had no desire to be found out. Not only would it be
excrutiatingly embarrassing, but he'd be cut out of their Wills. And boy
were they rich, these two sisters of his grandfather, who had no children
to leave their estates to.

'Aunt Maude, would you like some more wine?' he asked, filling up her
glass, and that of his Aunt Mildred. The Jerk-off waiter under the table
was now massaging baby oil into the very tip of his cock, and it was all he
could do to stifle moans of ecstasy and hold the bottle steady as he poured
the wine.

'Do be careful, William, you almost spilled the wine. Your hand's shaking -
what is wrong?' asked Great Aunt Mildred.

'Oh, ooh, ah. er, oh, it's nothing. I get these spasms sometimes,' he
said. 'Feels like something's gripping me down below.'

Was this too bold? No, they didn't suspect a thing.

'That's indigestion,' said Great Aunt Maude. 'You've eaten your food too
quickly, William. I've told you about that before. You must learn to
masticate slowly.'

William almost choked on a piece of cum-covered pork chop at this
remark. He thought for a moment his maiden aunt had advised him to
masturbate slowly, but if only she knew he was at that moment being slowly
masturbated by a handsome young waiter beneath the table.

'Oh, I do - I do, Aunt Maude,' said William, with a smile on his face as he
neared his climax. 'I always take great pleasure in slow mastication.'

He heard the waiter snigger beneath the table, and thought the game was
up. It was too late to stop now though, the waiter had brought him to a
huge climax and his cock was spurting everywhere under the table. The spunk
went on the underside of the table, the tablecloth, on the floor and all
over the young waiter's face and jacket. The sperm fountain wouldn't stop,
and it was all the Jerk-off waiter could do to point the fountain of lust
away from the two women's legs, so the semen didn't stain their skirts,
tights or shoes.

Fortunately both aunts were a little hard of hearing, which was not really
surprising since they were 87 and 92 respectively. They obviously hadn't
heard the waiter's little giggle. William felt his fly being zipped up, and
his trousers being wiped clean of sperm by the waiter, who then handed him
back his napkin discreetly beneath the table, before crawling out thru the
open panel in the partition.

So next time you're in a restaurant, take a look under the table. You never
know what might be going on under your very nose.