Authors note: - This is a follow on to the previous episodes of Becca XXX Double Trouble. Please read it before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters
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Becca XXX. Double Trouble.
Ch 04
Sinner and Ice stood in the doorway looking a little unsure of themselves. I guessed that maybe they'd never been to a topless bar before and they were wondering if they'd got the right place. If they'd done their research, they'd know this was the only one in the city.
At least my back up plan had worked. I had told one of the other crews at the street race that I worked at the Voodoo bar hoping that Ice would pick up on it.
He had.
Whoring ourselves into a good hard gang fucking must have got their attention and now they'd tracked us down, even if they were looking a little out of their depth. I watched them bumbling about in the doorway for a moment and then thought I'd go and put them out of their misery and welcome them to the bar.
"Good afternoon gentlemen," I said as I approached.
"Well heeeellooooo. You
do
work here after all," Sinner exclaimed in his posh British accent.
"Indeed I do, but how did you find me?" I played dumb.
I didn't want them to think I was expecting them. As far as they were concerned, I was just at work trying to make a living rather than luring in my targets.
"Ice overheard you telling someone last night," he replied.
I heard Big Al's voice in the background as he came out to check on things in his bar. I didn't want him to think I knew these guys, so I just acted naturally and played my part of being a good little waitress.
"Right this way gentlemen. I'll show you to a booth," I said, turning my back on them and walking to the furthest table from the bar, for some privacy.
The twins cottoned-on quick and followed along behind me like customers do when they're being seated. I sat them in a booth in front of the window and handed them the drinks menus.
"My name is a Becca and I'll be your waitress this afternoon. Do you see anything you fancy?" I asked for Big Al's benefit, in case he was listening.
"Not half," snorted Ice.
I saw Big Al say something to Nicole and Natalie and then he winked at Tara and wandered back to his office. Everything must have been to his satisfaction.
"Ok. What the hell are you doing here?" I asked. "I'm working."
"Well... seeming as we didn't win the race last night, we thought we'd come and get the booby prize instead," laughed Sinner, staring at my breasts.
I laughed to at his pun. He had a very dry sense of humour and I liked him. I liked them both.
"Did it take you all night to come up with that joke?" I giggled.
"I thought it was rather good. It's just a little jape," said Ice, also staring at my tits.
"So, you tracked me down just to come and look at my boobs?" I asked. "By the way.... my face is up here boys," I pointed to my head with both hands.
"Sorry, they're just so delightful to look at. I'm sure you're used to it," said Ice looking me in the eye briefly before glancing at my chest and then finally looking at the menu.
"You still haven't explained why you came to look for me. You're not a pair of stalkers, are you?"
I kept up my level of suspicion to try and act naturally. It's what any normal girl would have done it she was followed by two men she'd only met briefly a few hours ago.
"No, no my sweet little Becca. We found you intriguing last night. To be honest we didn't think you'd go through with it. It was quite a sex show you put on," said Sinner.
"What happened at the street race, stays at the street race. I try to keep that part of my life separate to this one. I wasn't expecting people to come looking for me. Now can I get you guys a drink?" I was acting like I was pissed off with them but really, I was delighted that they'd taken the bait.
"We're not here for anything sinister. We just found the whole thing fascinating," explained Ice.
"And arousing?" I added.
"Of course."
"Did you go home with a hard-on and wank yourselves off thinking about me and Nat?"
"Ah yes Natalie. Where is the other fine young filly?" he avoided the question, which told me all I needed to know.
"She's working too. Drinks?" I said again.
"Ah yes, some refreshments. What do you recommend in this... establishment?" asked Ice.
He over emphasised the word 'establishment' as though he didn't know how else to describe the place.
"It's a bar," I replied sarcastically. "People usually buy beer and shots."
"You're so feisty," laughed Sinner. "I love you already."
I tapped my pen on my pad to speed him up with the drinks and he soon got the message.
"I'll have a beer and Ice will have a coke," said Sinner.
"A coke? Really? This is a bar not a fucking McDonalds," I mocked him.
"I'm driving Becca," said Ice. "I don't drink and drive."
"Ah ok. I'll let you off then," I winked.
I glanced through the window and saw the luminous green van parked up the street. I also checked for the black Range Rover in both directions but there was no sign of it.
"I'll be right back with the drinks," I said with a polite smile.
"Thank you very much," said Ice.
"Your welcome. Oh... and don't go staring at my ass as I walk off."
As I walked away, I heard the creak of leather as they strained out of the booth to stare at my wiggling backside. I looked over my shoulder and smiled. They were as easy to manipulate as most men and had again played into my hands.
"Perverts," I said, with a little venom in my voice, but they knew it was a joke.
As I passed the drinks order to Tara, Nat appeared by my side.
"They took the bait," I whispered.
"I know I saw them come in. They look a little out of place in here, don't they?" she glanced over in their direction.
