Private School Discipline

She blushed slightly as the curse had escaped her unintentionally and she really had no recollection of which one she had used. But based on the situation it was highly likely it was very unladylike.

- "I am sorry sir."

She excused herself and then finally knelt down a bit more decent. The way the man smiled gave her hope he wouldn't rat her out, but there were guests that made a big deal out of every little detail.
 
"The is no need for you to say sorry to me Jessie. I am sure that if that had happened to me, I would have said a whole lot more that was a whole lot worse than what you said." He continued to pick up the knives, forks, and spoons. He had a feeling that she was worried that he would say something about what had happened. He thought about alleviating her fear, but decided against it.....just keep her a little on edge.
 
Again she gave him a sincere smile as she was happy she had been right about it. He was nice, or at least understanding. As the silverware was almost fully gathered, she finally realized that her bigger ass in her skirt was quite nicely on display. It wasn't exposed, the skirt was long enough, but if the man paid attention he surely could see the lines of her panties stretched over her ass.

The realization brought a blush to her cheeks and quickly she looked away again
 
John finished helping the waitress pick up the silverware, and then he stood up. He took his time to admire her, and the fine ass that was partially on display. He smiled at her and he headed back to his table. "Do me a favor when you have a chance Jessie. Bring me another glass of water please." He sat back down at the table and watched her take the silverware back to the kitchen.
 
Jessie didn't look forward to cleaning all the silverware but knew it had to be done before the other guests arrived. She nodded to John's request and took the cutlery to the kitchen. The little wiggle in her walk was completely unintentional and hardly noticeable unless he paid close attention to her.

Only seconds later she returned with a glass of water for him.

- "Here you go sir"
 
John watched Jessie walk toward him with a glass of water. After she sat it on the table, he thanked her and winked at her. "It sucks that all of that silverware has to be washed again. Before you wash it, would you sit down and join me for a drink? It doesn't have to be alcohol, just a glass of water together would be nice." He wasn't sure where he was going with this but he was enjoying flirting with Jessie.
 
Once again she smiled at him and again it was a sincere smile and not just one for him being a guest that she had to be polite to.

- "Sure, that sounds good."

Quickly she went to the kitchen, offering him another good look of her ass, and returned not much later with a glass of water for herself. She took the other chair at his table and sat down opposite of him
 
"So, tell me Jessie.... Who did you piss off to get this aweful shift? If it wasn't for me being here you wouldn't have a soul in here. Of course, you might like it better if I wasn't here. Then, you wouldn't have been so flustered and dumped the silverware all over the floor." John allowed his eyes to wander down her body and then back up to her eyes.
 
Jessie smiled and shook her head.

- "No one that got pissed off, I just worked the night shift here when it served as bar. After the guests leave for the night, it is my task to get this place set up for breakfast and to welcome the first guests. In three hours I can find my bed and have most of the day to myself."

She explained to him.

- "Normally I would be reading a book now or something to kill some time."

She considered asking why he was up this early but decided against it as it was too personal to ask of a guest.
 
John still did not know where he was going with this. He had a beautiful woman sitting across the table from him, but he also had several women upstairs in two different rooms. He only had two more nights on his vacation, and here he was talking with Jessie. "Do you enjoy the night shift Jessie? I would think it would be difficult for you to be off when everyone is working."
 
- "The night shift is not so bad, the guests are a lot less bad than what bars get to deal with. After all it aren't that many single men that come to a location like this, although most men that come here still enjoy a little flirting. And as an employee of the spa, I get to use the various options free of charge so I will enjoy myself. Most times it is this early wait that is most annoying, but as I said I often do some reading or make sure all the details are right."

She answered him, happy with the conversation to kill some time. Of course there were men that tried to hit on her while their wives or girlfriends still slept or were enjoying a massage or some other perk of the spa, but this man didn't seem trouble.
 
"Working this shift probably doesn't bring the tips that other shifts do though," he said to her. Then he thought that maybe he was getting too personal. "I'm sorry. I am asking questions that are really none of my business. I should stay away from personal things. I was just trying to make conversation to pass the time." He started to rethink his strategy. Maybe he should just leave Jessie alone. She was a nice woman who was working hard, and she didn't need him bothering her.
 
She smiled at him and shook her head.

- "It is no problem really, it is nice talking with you. And yes this morning shift isn't too good for tips as people are too tired to think about things like that. Luckily the night shift is one of the best, depending on the people of course. When it are mostly women visiting, I don't see too many coins coming my way... with a few exceptions of course. At times there are women here that don't mind showing their interest in a young girl by tipping extremely well."

She had never gone for it... at least not as far as some of her female coworkers had done
 
"Oh, so it is not just the male customers who find you attractive and want to get with you. You have females that are trying to make a connection too. That sure does keep your options open." He smiled and winked at Jessie. He still wasn't sure where he was going with this, but he was certainly enjoying chatting with her.
 
She blushed slightly and then nodded.

- "Well, not just me. At times there is a woman or a group of women that feel extra freedom being in a place like this and tries to find out what exactly is on the menu. Some are rather direct, whispering a proposal or offering a key to their room. Others are more subtly and offer a caress with their hands when I or another female walk by."

She shared with him. Of course she was on dangerous territory, sharing things she shouldn't really with a guest, but they were alone and he didn't seem to care
 
"So, tell me, what is on the menu this morning? I know there must be a special." John smiled at her. He wanted her to know that he was teasing, and he did not mean to offend her. Just then there was a crash from the kitchen. John looked at Jessie. M"they can't put that on you. I am your eye witness. My eyes were on you when the silverware got dumped.
 
Jessie was about to answer his question when the sudden crash was to be heard in the kitchen. She nearly jumped from her chair while her mind raced to find an explanation for it. The tray of silverware had been placed on a table so there was no reason that would have fallen again.

- "Excuse me."

She said and hurried to the door to the kitchen to check what was wrong. If John followed her, he would be able to catch a glimpse of her sexy top she had worn last night as well as the book she had been planning to read... the one with a big breasted woman and a man behind her on the cover.
 
John sat there and thought about what was going on in the restaurant when there were no customers. What must it be like when the place was busy, he wondered? He was sitting there by himself when he decided to get up and see if everything and everyone were okay.

As John walked into the kitchen he noticed a book sitting on the counter. He hesitated when he saw the cover. Was this the book Jessie was reading at work? It painted her in a different light. "Hey, is everything okay in here. I just wanted to make sure everybody was alright."
 
Once again Jessie's pose was less than flattering as she stood bend over, her full ass directly aimed at the door and therefore at him. She quickly straightened and turned to him.

- "Yes... I am not exactly sure what happened. Some coffee cups fell... but I have no idea why."

She prayed it was not some rodent problem. That would give the spa issues of course, and she just hated those animals with long tails.
 
John got a perfect view of Jessie's ass when he walked into the kitchen. He thought about how good that ass would look if it wasn't covered, and felt himself become aroused. "Nobody got hurt, so, that is a good thing. I can vouch for where you were and that you had nothing to do with them falling over. If you need me to say something to someone, I certainly will."
 
She nodded and smiled, once again thinking to herself what a nice guy he was.

- "Hopefully that won't be needed, but thank you for the offer. In case I do need it... what is your room number?"

She asked him, not really meaning anything other than the question itself. Of course there was enough staff that hooked up with guests, even if they weren't supposed to. But some treatments just were very intimate and then things grew between people.
 
"I am going to be checking out soon. Why don't I give you my cell phone number and if you need to you can give me a call." He really didn't have an ulterior motive for giving her his number, but if she called him for another reason, he wouldn't complain.
 
She nodded and went to the table with her stuff, only then noticing that the book was laying around in the open. With a blush she moved it away, but that only made it possible for John to read the text on the cover: 'Dirty fantasies A-Z, 26 stories'

She quickly placed her sexy top over it and took her phone to add his number to her contacts. Right now all thoughts were gone from her mind as she hoped he didn't think too badly of her.
 
John saw Jessie cover the book with her top. Before she covered it, he was able to see the title. He smiled to himself. "So, what letter are you up to? Find anything interesting yet?" He did not want to embarrass her, but it wouldn't hurt to flirt a little with her.
 
A scarlet blush covered her cheeks as she turned to him, her body reacting to the subject and the man.

- "The P... for Public Bondage..."

She admitted to him and lowered her eyes while he would be able to easily spot her nipples hardening.

- "Most fantasies... are quite... I wouldn't call them extreme... but they do go far. I don't think I would do most."
 
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