GIRLS ANUS

Cindy first heard of 'Booty Cafe' at the fast food joint where she worked her ass off for a measly ten dollars a week. The work was especially boring for an eighteen year old fresh into college at that small southern town, where everyone knew everyone else.

But the distinguished old man sitting at the corner table was a stranger, and what made him even more strange was his unabashed appraisal of Cindy as she went about waiting on customers dressed in that pink uniform. Even in this decent little town sexual tension was prevalent beneath the surface and Cindy was wise to the ways of the world, but she still maintained her virginity despite her boyfriend's repeated pleas for fulfillment in bed.

So this man bothered her not a jot and she boldly went close to him when he beckoned for her. "And what would you like to order sir?" she asked with a smile, enjoying the look on his face as he gawked at her bare legs.

"Would you care to sit with me for a minute please? I have a very generous offer to make to you."

Cindy was too surprised by that and she obediently sat down before blurting out, "What kind of offer are we talking about?"

"I run an exclusive cafe on the outskirts of the town named 'Booty Cafe'..."

"Never heard of it," interrupted Cindy as she tossed her blond hair away from her face.

"Exactly, that's why it's exclusive. We cater to the wealthiest of men from all over the state, men who would like their identity kept secret." He paused for a moment and then continued with a laugh, "But I'm getting way ahead of myself. Let me ask you if you're familiar with the term 'booty'?"

"Yeah sure," drawled the pretty young thing, "generally refers to a woman's ass."

"You're as smart as you're beautiful," gushed the dapper old man as he leaned forward and squeezed Cindy's hand. "To come to the point we employ beautiful young women, obviously to serve coffee, but also to allow these lonely gentlemen a chance to admire the beauty of the female form. And what is more beautiful than the derriere?"

He stopped as soon as Cindy sprang to her feet. "Listen buster, you've got the wrong idea. I'm in this town to complete my education, after which I aim to make a career for myself so that I can support the rest of my family that scratches a living from a small ranch."

"For a beautiful girl like you it should not take too long to start making money," continued the old man smoothly as he placed a fifty-dollar bill on the table. "This is what I consider worth just looking at you. At the cafe you could make three hundred a week for working four nights only, and that too without losing your... virginity should I say, considering the high morals that you just showed?"

With that he turned to walk out of that place. Five minutes later he was in his car and Cindy was sitting next to him. "So what you're saying is that men can do what they like with my ass but any other body part is out of bounds?"

"Strictly. But I must caution you that they will truly worship those lovely mounds of flesh and you must cater to their every demand."

"Everything?" stuttered Cindy, for the first time showing her nervous uncertainty.

The old man smiled, "In those cases the final decision is left to the girl. But it is a whole lot more money, one session could bring you a thousand bucks." The look of delight on the college girl's face could not hide the fear that she felt of that act. Well, all in good time sighed the old man as he drove on the open highway.

They reached the mansion after a two-hour drive. It was already getting dark but the gardens and courtyards were well lit and that allowed Cindy the chance to appreciate the luxurious surroundings of her new place of work. The interiors were well furnished as well and from the manager's office Cindy looked down at the skimpily dressed girls walking sensuously from table to table. Whenever they bent over a table to clear the coffee mugs, the customers would run their hands on their behinds, in some cases it went on for a long time.

And Cindy could stare for so long because she was undergoing the same treatment at the hands of a nurse wearing rubber gloves. "Clean and healthy!" announced that young woman as she got to her feet.

While Cindy pulled on her underpants the manager indicated towards a cupboard, "Choose your dress. But in the future you'll pick your clothes from the ladies room along with the other girls."

No underpants, had been the first instruction to the nervous blonde as she rummaged through the clothing, at last settling on a pair of silky shorts and vest. She would feel safe in a pair of shorts, or so she imagined. However that colorless shiny material on her fair skin almost made her look naked as Cindy realized when she had sashayed halfway down the stairs. Every male eye was digging into her and spontaneous gushes of breath followed her as she nervously made her way around the tables.

A realistic cell phone that records conversations if left on in a room!