The waitress had scribbled "What do you want me to wear when you fuck me?" and left her number on the back of the napkin. I'd been out with colleagues and light flirting had progressed to all out eye fucking as the night wore on. I'd complemented her outfit, a sleeveless black button down that showed off her tattoo covered arms and she slipped me the napkin almost immediately after. Excusing myself to go the bathroom I messaged her 'Just your perfume. Nothing else.' Almost instantly my phone pinged back 'If that's what Daddy wants, that's what Daddy gets.' I'd noticed this happening more as I hit my forties, women in their late twenties and thirties wanting 'Daddy' to take control. It was becoming a major kink for me, and the fucking was definitely getting freakier as I got used to it. Typing deliberately I shot back 'Daddy is going to enjoy telling you when to cum. Let him know when you finish your shift.'
If this sounds like you HMU with what you'd do next...
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