Chapter 110: [110] Forever Restaurant

The soft rolling of tyres came to a smooth stop.

Leon quickly stepped out, circled around the long black body of the Phantom, and opened the rear door with mature elegance.

Daniel stepped out first into the cool night air. The soft golden glow of the restaurant’s entrance lights washed over his refined features. He gave Leon a short nod and ordered him to step back. Then he turned and held out his large hand, palm up.

One by one, he helped the girls down.

Soft thighs parted slightly as high heels touched polished stone. Heavy young breasts swayed and jiggled gently under the barely there material. The night breeze slipped under open backs and high slits, kissing bare skin and raising faint goosebumps across smooth stomachs and the outer curves of their asses.

Rows of maids stood lined up on either side of the grand entrance, forming a living corridor of exposed thighs and long legs.

As Daniel turned fully toward the setup with the three gorgeous, barely dressed ladies standing just beside him, every maid except one bent elegantly at the waist in perfect, disciplined unison.

“Greetings, Master!!”

The soft, united chorus of young feminine voices rolled over them like warm breath.

The three girls froze.

Their hearts began to pound rapidly against their soft ribs as they took in the over-the-top, almost theatrical welcome. Heat flickered low in their bellies.

The maids on both sides were young and beautiful. Their classic black-and-white uniforms featured skirts so short they barely reached mid-thigh, flashing smooth, creamy skin and the faint shadows between their legs with every tiny shift of hot bodies. Red ribbons were tied neatly at their backs.

Only the woman standing at the very center of the two lines remained straight and steady. Her outfit was different, an elegant blue-and-white maid uniform with a longer skirt that reached her knees, yet still could not hide the heavy, mature curves beneath. Smart silver framed glasses perched on her nose. She pinched the sides of her heavy skirt and lifted them delicately while bending her waist just enough to show perfect elegance.

“Welcome, Master and Young Misses, to our humble establishment.”

That voice!!!

Lara’s neck turned mechanically toward Daniel first. Her eyes twitched when she saw his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide with genuine shock. Then she slowly turned her gaze back to the woman in the center.

Her throat moved as she swallowed hard.

Those massive globes of soft, heavy meat straining against the elegant blue fabric…

Just the sight of them was enough to make her chest feel tight and her empty cunt give a slow, dirty throb. Filthy memories flooded her mind in an instant, the heat of that sweaty, soft body pressed tightly against her own bare front, her breasts crushed and sliding against those enormous, spit-shiny melons while Daniel pistoned into her dripping cunt from behind like a beast. The wet, obscene sound of him kissing that woman over her shoulder. The thick ropes of their mixed saliva dripping onto her bare skin and sliding down between her tits. The way the her abused pussy had clenched and fluttered around his thick cock while Lara was trapped between them, forced to feel every wet slap of skin and every filthy moan.

Yes!

That woman was none other than the Woman in Red, the owner of Forever Restaurant, Marcella Sundre. The same woman whose tight cunt Daniel had scraped so roughly and thoroughly that she had been reduced to a trembling fan of his cock.

Daniel gulped.

What the fuck is she doing?

His eyes refused to leave her figure. She looked like a classic head maid from the filthiest old erotic painting, the kind who would bend over a dining table, slowly lift her skirt, spread her soft, used pussy lips with two fingers and murmur in a sweet voice, “Master… your humble maid has prepared your favourite delicacy,” while wiggling her fat, jiggling ass in open invitation.

Earlier that day, when he left home with Anna, he had called her and asked for a favor, create a private, elegant atmosphere for a dinner date with his daughter. She had half joked about closing the entire restaurant. Daniel had liked the idea and told her to do exactly that, he specifically stated that cost was no issue. Just before hanging up, the image of beautiful young maids in short skirts had flashed through his perverted mind. He had grinned like a shameless bastard and asked if she could arrange some. When she asked if he liked maids, he had simply answered,”I love maids.” After the call he transferred 500,000 Credits to make sure she took him seriously.

He had expected a private room and maybe two or three pretty maids with fluttering skirts.

But certainly, He had not expected a full legion of young, soft thighed maids… or that she would squeeze her own heavy, sinful body into a maid uniform and stand there waiting for him like a devoted servant.

“Woowww~ Daddy, this is so… dreamy,” Anna breathed, eyes sparkling as she took in the glowing entrance and the lined up girls.

“Yes, Unc~Da~cle… this looks straight out of a fairytale,” Kira added softly, still

stumbling over the word.

Daniel could only smile helplessly.

Beside him, Lara’s entire body gave a small, involuntary twitch. A deeply familiar, filthy heat stirred low in her belly and spread upward. That woman standing there in the elegant maid outfit, silver glasses and all, made her feel strangely exposed… as if they now shared a debauched secret. Her empty cunt clenched hard around nothing, remembering how roughly it had been used while pressed against those same massive breasts.

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A short while later they were seated at a single round table placed in the exact center of the vast, empty restaurant, directly beneath a magnificent crystal chandelier that casted warm, golden light over their skin

The rest of the dining hall was completely dark and silent.

Daniel sat facing the entrance.

Opposite him sat Anna, the high slit of her dress revealing a long stretch of smooth thigh.

On his left sat Kira.

On his right sat Lara.

Marcella, the Woman in Red, now dressed as the perfect head maid, approached the table with slow, elegant steps. The soft fabric of her blue-and-white uniform stretched taut against her full mature curves. Her heavy breasts shifted and swayed with each movement.

She pinched the sides of her skirt again and gave a small, graceful bow that made her massive tits shift heavily inside the uniform.

“Master,” she began, her voice elegant and smooth as silk, yet carrying a hidden intimate intent that only Daniel and Lara could fully hear.