HIS TABLE

The doormen swung the door open and the 'Billionaire' as they called him, was greeted by Favio himself.

“Is that him?” Vanessa, my fellow waitress, asked with sparkles in her eyes.

"Yes! He's so breathtaking, I almost lost my breath.” Ava, another waitress, giggled with excitement. And I rolled my eyes.

Geez.

For goodness sake, what was so special about this man, anyway?

I stood behind them, while they whispered amongst themselves.

“You bet I'll end up in his bed tonight. I can't wait to have his dick in my mouth.”

Ava frowned. “You wish? We will see about that."

I rolled my eyes and turned to see that the little crowd at the door had dissipated as the most anticipated came into view.

I could feel the heat as the two ladies giggled in front of me.

As for me?

I gasped as my eyes moved from his expensive shoe and went slowly up to his face.

His legs are clad in black jeans. He wore a blue tuxedo, and his inner shirt is not fully buttoned to the top, exposing his well divined chest.