Dinner Rush, Bladder Gush

[Brutus 2,110]

 

Candace runs her own restaurant, Melinda's Eatery in Miami, Florida. Through her diligence and hard work, she has turned it into a successful business and it has become known as one of the best places in town to eat. Now at the age of 43, she makes over 100,000 dollars a year. A large part of her customers are wealthy business professionals and tourists, all of whom leave massive tips for her very satisfying meals and service, which she keeps under tight control, ensuring that her employees are top notch and requiring white button down shirts and black pants or skirts as standard attire. She also prides herself on the fact that she has an all female staff, 16 employees in total. 12 years running and business is great.

About once per week, someone makes reservations. This week, a reservation was made for a party of 10. Local business men, mostly middle aged, celebrating the expansion of their company. They are due at 6pm, right in the middle of dinner rush, Candace's busiest hours in the day. She is used to the chaos, however and readies her staff for the challenge of serving the businessmen and all of the other customers that will be there. At 6 o'clock the place is busy and they arrive, ready to eat. Candace comes out to greet and welcome them, asks what drinks they want and hands them all a menu.

One of the men, Mark, speaks to her in a rude way.

“I hear that you ladies are really good in the kitchen. We'll see about that, hahaha!”

The others respond with a light chuckle. Not one to be easily bothered, she ignores it and moves on, thinking of the huge tip they'll likely leave. She heads back to get their drinks. While doing so, a few of her waitresses, Kelly, Rachel and Sara ask what the men are like so far.

Well, they're...rich guys. Same as always, kinda cocky.

They don't like the sound of it but follow her orders to be professional like always, no matter what. Sara brings their drinks out and asks if they are ready to order. This time, another among them, Nate, responds with a rude remark.

“Are you on the menu, sweetie, you sure look good enough to eat!”

Again, the rest laugh. Sara holds her frustration at bay and forces a smile. They finally focus on their hunger and order. After taking note of the orders, she turns to head back to the kitchen and Nate touches her arm.

“Hurry back, sweetie, I'll miss that pretty face. It's almost as pretty as my Porsche!”

This time, they laugh loudly in support of his behavior and she nearly loses her cool and swiftly pulls her arm away but still manages to force a smile and remain professional. Back in the kitchen, she tells a few of the other girls and Candace what just happened. Soon, the rest of the staff are brought up to speed on their guests behavior and the kitchen is now officially full of angry women. Candace, concerned that they others will act unprofessionally, takes over serving the men for the remainder of the night. She hates holding her tongue and swallowing her pride but she doesn't want to chance ruining the hard earned good reputation of Melinda's Eatery. The cooks and waitresses carry on juggling over 50 customers through the busy dinner rush. The rude men maintain obnoxious behavior and annoy other customers with their loud and disrespectful conversation.

Candace brings their meals out, a combination of T-bone steaks, grilled burgers and ribs, complete with sides which she prepared herself, still unsure that she can fully trust her crew in this situation. Glad to be almost done with them, she turns her attention to other customers. Her relief doesn't last long when they call her back to the table. 5 of them send their meals back, complaining that they are not warm enough and lacking flavor. Nate spews more disrespect.

“This is your job, honey. I thought this place was top notch. Come on, get it right.”

He then shoves his plate across the table at her in a disrespectful manner. Still remaining professional, she takes the plates back to the kitchen. The others ask what's wrong.

Those assholes at table 7 sent these back with complaints and said get it right. Look, they didn't even take bites out of any of it! They think this shit is funny!! THOSE FUCKIN PIECES OF...

“Whoa, Candace it's fine I'll fix them. Give 'em here. Take a breather. Everyone is served, we can relax a little now.”

Thanks, Erica. I'm sorry, those guys are just pissing me off now. Holler If you need me.

With Candace outside, Erica seasons and heats up the meals. A few minutes later, as she is about to take them back out, another cook, Emily speaks to her.

“Hey Erica, look here.”

         “What's in the cup?”

“My personal seasoning. Only I can make it, get what I'm saying? They want seasoning, here it is. Fuck those guys. I made sure the camera didn't see me. Just let me pour it over the steaks.”

Erica is shocked at what she is hearing. Then she looks over at Sara, standing in the corner still visibly upset by the guests' harassment. She sets the plates down on the counter.

         “Give me that cup. We need more.”

Just a few feet away from fellow cook Andrea, Erica subtly puts the cup under her skirt and slips her underwear to the side, placing the cup against her pussy. Being careful to not completely let loose and overflow the small cup, she deposits a few ounces of her own yellow seasoning. With the cup now full, she begins pouring the urine evenly over the steaks and ribs on each plate, slowly enough to allow it to soak into the meat to avoid being seen. Andrea never notices, focused on her own tasks. Erica and Emily look at each other with a nervous excitement at what they have just done, and without being caught by any of the others. Together, they take the freshly seasoned food back out to serve. As they walk away, they glance back and witness their guests chowing down, oblivious to what they are eating. Back in the kitchen, the 2 girls release in laughter but Candace returns from a smoke break and asks what all the excitement is about. They straighten their faces and deny anything happening.

No one was laughing a minute ago and now you are, right after you returned their food. You spit in it didn't you? I hope you did. I probably would've.

Andrea) They did spit in it, just not from their mouths. More like from their urethra's. They tried to be subtle about it but I knew. I didn't stop them either.

Candace pauses for a moment, then looks at Erica and Emily.

You know what, good job, they had it coming. In fact, here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna offer them all free milk shakes on the house as an apology for “messing up” their orders and for their harassment. All of us are going to add our personal flavoring to every one of them. Erica, go ask them what kind they want. Emily, make sure none of the others come in here while we prepare them.

Rachel) Prepare what?

Andrea) We're all gonna take a piss in those assholes' shakes, you in?

Rachel) Are you serious?!!...Hell yeah, I'll get the other girls, let's do this.

To Candace's surprise, her entire staff comes back into the kitchen, 8 waitresses and 8 cooks standing together as one, ready to hand out punishment. They gather around and all 12 that just found out what's going on say they're in.

Sara)  I'm in.

Maggie)  Let's go!

Jessica)  Alright. Sounds good to me.

Holly)  Sure, I'd love to!

Amber)  Fuck yeah. That asshole grabbed Sara!

Elizabeth)  Mmm hmm, yep.

Patricia)  I'm in. They said we look tasty, right? Let em taste us, then.

Christina)  Oh I'm definitely in.

Kim)  Shit, I'm ready. Where's the shakes?

Tasha)  Oooh..I can't wait. I'm bursting anyway.

Isabella)  They deserve this.

Michelle)  What are we waiting for, I'm ready to piss. Wait, we're on camera!

I turned them off before you all walked in. My building, I can turn my own damn cameras off. We ready?

Erica hands Candace the list of requested shakes, 4 chocolate, 3 oreo and 3 strawberry. She grabs a few bags of shake mix from the cooler and the others get the cups ready. Andrea prepares all of the shakes and sets them on the floor a few feet apart. Emily stands by the kitchen door, in case any random customers come looking for a waitress. 10 of the girls randomly choose a shake to service and stand over them. A surreal excitement fills the kitchen as they all lift their skirts. 7 of them pull their panties over, the other 3, Michelle, Amber and Christina, aren't wearing any, which gets a small laugh from the others and a comment from Candace.

Oh you 3 are so bad, going commando in my restaurant! I don't even want to know how long you've been doing that!

Together they squat down directly over the shakes, Elizabeth gets a little too close and her pussy touches the whipped cream topping and she laughs while wiping it with her finger and licking it off. All except Isabella begin pissing immediately. After a few seconds she releases her stream as well. Their hot yellow urine mixes into the shakes and fills them to the top. Michelle has the darkest yellow color to her pee. Isabella, who had the slowest start, now has the strongest stream, periodically overshooting the cup and spraying the floor in front of it. In addition, Patricia and Holly produce such powerful jets that the impact against the shake makes the cold mix splash up and hit their asses. Most of the girls have been holding it for hours due to the non-stop dinner rush and produce enough pee to overflow the cups and piss is now pooling on the floor around their feet. As they finish up, some of them shake their hips side to side to get the last drips off, Jessica, Rachel and Maggie use their bare fingers to squeeze the last drips from their labia. Amber and Isabella pick the cups up and rub the rim against their pussy to wipe their remaining pee drips off. Patricia and Holly lean forward and let the shake mix that touched their asses drip back into the cups.

Barely able to contain their joy, they stand up and pull their skirts back down. The 3 remaining girls, Sara, Kim and Tasha, along with Candace, step up to flavor the shakes next. They move them close together in a cluster and stand over them in a wide stance and form a circle as they lean forward and lift their skirts, revealing their pussies to each other. The young girls are surprised to see that Candace also is not wearing underwear, has a trimmed blonde bush and piercings which have stretched her large labia to hang about an inch down. They push and release high pressure streams that cross paths and soak the milkshakes and the floor. Candace's piercings and low hanging labia cause her pee to hiss and spray wildly all over the cups and the other girls legs and feet, as well as her own. The sensations of the stream flowing out over her labia arouses her and she can't resist letting out a sexual moan and caressing her pussy a few times right in front of her staff as pee continues gushing out. The rest look on in joyful satisfaction, and are now eager to serve their guests.

Sara, Kim, Tasha and Candace finish up and Andrea takes the shakes to ready them for presentation. She wipes the visible urine from the sides of the cups and adds some more shake mix to restore proper consistency as well as more whipped cream to cover the smell of the urine. Together, all 16 girls follow Candace out and serve the milkshakes to the men as a grand apology for messing up their meals. They are flattered by the gesture, still oblivious to the pee flavored food they just finished. They quickly begin gulping them down as the women of Melinda's Eatery walk back to the kitchen and happily begin cleaning up their pissy mess. Before leaving, the wealthy businessmen leave a hefty 1000 dollar tip to be divided among the crew.

The remainder of the night goes smoothly and just as the others finish cleaning and leave, Candace catches Andrea on her way out.

           Andrea, I didn't see you piss in the shakes. You didn't want to?

“Oh I had my fun. I pissed in a bottle of steak sauce and sent it to their table with Erica after her and Emily seasoned their food.”

           Well we put them back in the cooler. Did you get the bottle back or at least know which one it is so we can throw it away?

Fuuuuck...I...didn't think of that.

            Don't worry about it. I've served expired sauce before and no one ever complained. People are stupid, they won't notice. Goodnight!

“See ya. Oh and Candace, I love those piercings!”

[Brutus 2,110]

Hey everyone, I just realized that @miniskirtpisser just did a very similar story to mine here. I had no idea and just don't want anyone thinking I was trying to one-up her. I started working on this weeks before hers went up. 

[steve25805 121,108]

Hey, I really love that story.....naughty pissing with a purpose and utterly plausible. I myself work in retail and know how obnoxious a minority of customers can be. For those establishments serving hot food and drinks, I bet more than a few assholes have had their drinks peed in by the staff for real,,,,,hahaha.

[miniskirtpisser 334]

On 3 January, 2017 at 1:16 AM, Brutus said:

Hey everyone, I just realized that @miniskirtpisser just did a very similar story to mine here. I had no idea and just don't want anyone thinking I was trying to one-up her. I started working on this weeks before hers went up. 

Hey Brutus, I loved your story. Loved the camaraderie and dynamic between the girls. Don't worry about the one-upping thing. I really don't see it that way. I feel that our stories are different from each other. Mine was more of a personal revenge & the main character is really trying to hide her naughtiness from others. On the other hands, yours celebrate the teamwork in creating the perfect group revenge. I'm really impressed with your story and hope that we'll hear more about Candace & the crew. 

[Brutus 2,110]

Thanks. I also felt that our stories were pretty different even though they are similar. 

[Fire2ninja 67]

I honestly think you should do a part 2, maybe a 3rd. This is some of your best work by far. The girls all got a taste of serving just dessert ( catch the drift?) that I'm sure it won't just stop here. The girls might indulge in some lesbian action after seeing each others pussys? This story has opened a whole new world.