"We were just talking about ideas and the one about me being dressed up as a slutty waiter for you came up."

Tordis giggled and kissed Martyn just underneath his jaw. The whole thing had been drunken talking between two bratty and tarty boys, which then ended up involving Erik and his ideas for costumes.

"Are you going to command me tonight in that uniform?"

The slutty Swede sliding a hand up Martyn's thigh.