By Friday Rohan had stood across the street from the café three times trying to build up the courage to go back. He was sure the waitress had seen him staring through the window. This only made it worse because now she probably thought he was a pervert. Rohan tucked his hands into his pockets and went back to work.

He made his way up the stairs, past reception, headed for the men's toilets and stood at the urinal to relieve himself. He vowed that on Monday he would go back into the café for lunch to see if the waitress laughed at him again.

The thought of her backside as she bent down to pick up the serviette made his penis extend a fraction. He closed his eyes to blank out the image and jerked when fingers reached around him and touched the back of his hand.

"Hello, Rohan."

Mercer's warm breath on his skin sent goose bumps thundering through his body. He turned abruptly trying to do up his fly.

"You've been avoiding us." She chuckled as he clumsily fixed his pants. "Sally wants me to find out how big your penis is." She smirked at his bright red face. "From what I just saw I don't think it's as small as she thinks it is."

Rohan felt his skin burn. "Get out of here, Mercer! Why can't you and Sally leave me alone?"

Mercer looked at him opened mouthed. "Why, Mister Wayland, I reckon that'd be the most you've ever said to me in a year." She laughed some more and stepped towards him. "If you let me see your dick, I'll leave you alone."

Stepping back, Rohan butted up against the corner of the wall. Mercer put her hand on his crotch and squeezed. Rohan jerked backwards so she squeezed harder. Because he was cornered, he had nowhere to go. He groaned as he grabbed her wrist to release her hold.

Laughing loudly, Mercer put her hand on her hip saying, "My, my, Sally is sure going to be intrigued when I tell her she's very mistaken about the size of your dick." She winked at him, and then swaggered away.

Bile surged into Rohan's mouth. She was a filthy slut. That's what he thought of them both. Sluts who had flirted with every male staff member in the pathology unit and he wasn't deaf. The men talked loudly enough about them.

*

That night Rohan had a nightmare. The waitress stood in front of him pouring him a cup of coffee. He realised he was naked. When Rohan looked down at himself, he was surprised to see he was fully aroused. Embarrassed, he looked back at the waitress. Sally stood in her place with his father's army belt done up around her waist. The buckle gleamed brightly.

"Your Daddy says I gotta teach you a lesson." She smiled, opened her bright red lips wide as she bent down to take his penis into her mouth.

Rohan couldn't see what she was doing but shuddered as the sensations she was creating surged through him.

Mercer appeared wagging her finger. "Sally's gonna suck your dick until it falls off."

How he wanted her to do it. Rohan groaned and nodded. He looked down again as he felt the hot wet moisture of her mouth on his penis. He gasped loudly for breath.

Rohan jerked upright in a panic. He struggled to breathe and was covered in a lather of sweat. His pyjama pants stuck to his body because they were saturated with semen. He groaned and flopped back on the pillow. He thought about his dream and wondered what had become of the pretty waitress. 

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