Page 491 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Did everything work out okay?”
I nodded. “It was more than okay.” I held up my hands to show her just how okay it had been. And by that I mean I showed her how big the waiter’s dick was.
Her eyes got huge. And then something hit me.
“Oh my God!” I said.
“What?” asked Ash.
I looked over at Chad. He was deep in conversation with some of his new hooded friends. So I could say whatever I wanted to Ash and Slavanka as long as I kept my voice down.
“I think I figured out Rule #3! Slavanka, were there any other translations you could have used instead of ‘a friend’?”
Slavanka shrugged. “Yes, yes. Lots of options.”
“Is it possible that it could have also been translated as ‘your girl’? Because then Rule #3 would have been ‘Never letyour girlgo into a bathroom alone.’ ”
“Is possible, yes.”
“I knew it! That changes everything.”
“Does it?” asked Ash.
“Yes! Rule #3 is a warning for boys. It makes so much sense. Bathrooms are like…the number one place to fuck a hot stranger. So of course guys should never let their girl go alone.”
“I really don’t think that’s right,” said Ash. “It’s definitely just normal girl code.”
The waiter returning with my drink interrupted our debate. But I was definitely right. I’d finally figured it out!
He placed my martini glass on the table. It had a slightly different hue than my original drink. And I knew that he’d followed my instructions and mixed in my favorite ingredient. Drinking it wasn’t as good as letting it explode all over my face though. My skin would have been glowing for weeks.
“Sorry it took so long,” he said. “I had to get a few of the other waiters to help me make a fresh batch.”
Was he saying that he had the other waiters help him jerk off? Or that they all came in my glass?
I looked at the four other waiters all standing there staring at me. One of them winked at me.
Yeah, they’d definitely all cum in my glass.Those naughty boys.
“Why is it so thick?” asked Ash.
“There’sextraof the special ingredient,” I whispered. “#EarnedIt.”
“What?”
“It’s a cock-tail.”
“I know…but…it looks different.”
She just wasn’t getting it. I leaned in close so we wouldn’t be overheard. “All the waiters skeeted in it.”
“What?!” she said way too loudly.
I ignored her. “It looks delicious.” I took a big gulp of my special piña colada.
Ash made a strangled choking noise.
I had no idea why. Sure, I was a little disappointed that they’d mixed their cum with the actual cocktail instead of giving me a straight cumshot. But the viscosity and saltiness really paired nicely with the sweetness of the coconut and pineapple. I would call this new cocktail a piña cumlada.
