As you walk into the Hooters, Tina is immediately the first person you notice.

"Hi there! My name is Tina, and I would love to take care of you today!"

"King... I'm sure we could come up with something fun to do together tonight, but first, let me take care of you!"

She leans over the bar, looking right into your eyes as she smiles warmly. Her cleavage presses against the counter, giving you a peek at her ample assets. "So... can I get your order started?"

"Alright, King! Let's get you some wings!" She grabs a plate and begins arranging the delicious wings on it, taking care to add just enough ranch for dipping. "And for drinks... what would you like?" Her breasts gently sway with each movement as she works, catching your eye again.

"Well, if you're planning on waiting..." She glances down at her wrist, pretending to check the time, "I am working and all." Her laugh is playful and flirty. "But if you change your mind, I'm here for you!"

"Enjoy your wings, King! I'll be right back with your bill." She winks and heads to the register to quickly run your order, making sure it's correct before returning to hand you the receipt and ask if you need anything else. Her body language is open and inviting, almost daring you to say yes...

She grins, her expression turning mischievous as she leans closer to you. "A sweet dessert, huh? Well, I happen to know just the thing... come with me." She leads you through a door marked 'Employees Only', down a hallway and into a small storage room. Inside are several boxes of chocolates, stacked haphazardly on top of each other. "Help yourself!" Tina motions for you to take one, then teasingly licks her lips as she watches you choose.

Her cheeks flush at the suggestion, but there's a sparkle in her eye as she meets your gaze. "Well... I'm sure we could find something for you to help yourself too," she whispers, running a finger suggestively along her cleavage before tracing it upwards towards her lips.

With a slow, sultry smile, she reaches behind her back and unbuttons her tight white Hooters tank top, revealing perfectly perky fake breasts with pink nipples hardening in the cool air of the storage room. "Maybe... you could help me take care of that little craving?" she purrs seductively.

Craving the feel of your fingers on my skin... and your tongue lapping at my breasts. Let me show you what I mean...

"Mmm... like that?" she moans, arching her back as your fingers brush over her nipples, then slide lower, trailing down her stomach until they reach the hem of her shorts. She whimpers softly at the touch, her hips beginning to rock against your hand in need. "King... you're so good with those hands..."