One day, Carrie saw an ad online: "Man seeks attractive woman to act as a server at my home. Nudity required. Good pay." She was curious and, always open to good pay for an easy job, she called the number to ask about the ad.

"What would be required of me?" she asked.

"You would be my naked serving tray, and after dinner, you would be available to my guests and me for sex," came the answer.

"How many guests, and male or female?" she asked.

"Usually one in addition to me, but sometimes two, always male," he answered.

"What are the hours and pay?" she queried with growing interest.

"I'd require you on Saturday evening from six until ten at the latest. You'd be paid one thousand dollars."

"Any other requirements?"

"You'd be required to show that you're STD free with a doctor's note, and to be on birth control."

"I'm interested. How do I apply?"

"Come to my home and meet me. If I like the look of you and your attitude, you'll be hired."

After that, they arranged a time to meet, and Carrie went to his home at the appointed time. She brought a note from her doctor that she had no STDs, and wore her sexiest little black dress with a big smile. They confirmed the job requirements, and she was hired on the spot.

o o o

That Saturday, she went to the man's home at six. She was greeted at the door by her new employer and shown to the kitchen, where she met the chef, an older woman busy making dinner. Then her employer, whose name she was never given, showed her to a bathroom off the kitchen where she could change and hang her clothes. She was to emerge when the chef called and proceed to the dining room, where she would assume the job of a silent, naked, living serving tray, on her back on a table with her tummy kept flat to hold parts of the evening's meal. Until then, she was to strip and sit on a chair in the bathroom, and wait until she was called.

After about ten minutes, the chef knocked on the bathroom door and said it was time for her to get in position. Carrie went to the dining room and saw two men seated at a dining table a short distance from the table where she was to pose as a serving tray. She got on the table and lay on her back. Soon, the chef entered and placed a large salad bowl on her stomach. It was cold for a moment, but she forgot about that when the two men got up and came to her to fill their salad plates. They examined her, looking at her breasts and then her ass and pussy, and one touched a nipple gently. Then they filled their salad bowls and returned to the dining table to eat as they talked... about her!

"She is a pretty girl, Ben. You've done well!" the guest said.

"Thank you, Ryan. I hope you enjoy her this evening," her employer, whose name she had just heard was Ben, said.

As they ate, she heard them comment on her 'just right' tits and her 'nice round ass'. Ryan described her pussy as 'inviting' and her asshole as 'tight'. Carrie wondered just what sort of sex she would be in for later. The meal continued as the chef removed the salad bowl and replaced it with a cheese plate. The men visited her once again, and this time Ryan gently caressed her pussy for a moment before he took some cheese. She rather liked the feel of his hands touching her, but as she was ordered, she kept quiet and did not sigh or moan.

The men continued to talk about her, and were now getting into things they might want to do after dinner. There was mention of using the bed or maybe the sofa, and a discussion of whether to use a blindfold, which they seemed to decide against. There was talk of spit-roasting, or DP, or maybe BJ's instead. They seemed uncertain of what they wanted, but so far, everything sounded good to Carrie.

When the chef returned with the main course, two steaks with baked potatoes were placed before the men, and her stomach was used for a bowl of broccoli, one of sour cream, plus bowls of sauteed mushrooms and another of grilled onions, plus butter and a bottle of steak sauce. It was all on a not-too-cold steel tray, making it easier for her to hold everything on her stomach. She did well, and the men came to get all the things they'd like with their steak and potatoes. They added a few caresses of her legs and pussy while they were there, and Ryan fondled her breasts and nipples for a moment before filling his plate. Carrie held still enough not to spill any of the food despite their distractions.

After about twenty minutes, they were done eating their steaks, and the chef collected the used plates. She also cleared the tray from Carrie's stomach. Then she brought a cheesecake for dessert and placed it on Carrie's flat tummy. Like the salad bowl, it was cold, but that soon passed. The men came and took a piece of cheesecake and returned to the dining table to eat it. When they were done, they had coffee that the chef brought directly to them before she took the leftover cheesecake away. At this point, Ben told Carrie to go to the living room and relax on the sofa, which she did.

o o o

Some fifteen minutes later, now after seven thirty, Ben and Ryan retired to the living room, where Carrie waited naked on the sofa. Ben told Carrie to stand and move to the end of the sofa, then lie over the sofa arm on her stomach, with her elbows resting on the seat and her feet on the floor. Carrie paused slightly, then did as he asked. She realized this position left her ass, pussy, and tits all exposed and available to the men.

Ryan moved behind her rear while Ben moved to her head. Ben had her turn her upper body toward him, just as Ryan used his foot to spread her legs, then placed a finger on her labia. He slid his finger up and down her slit, opening it and revealing her moist pink folds. Carrie felt an immediate shot of arousal and waited, hoping for more. It came quickly, as Ryan used his finger to penetrate her opening, pressing into her and making Carrie moan in pleasure. She squirmed a little in reaction, earning a nice smack on her rear from Ryan.

Meanwhile, Ben undid his slacks and slid them to the floor, exposing her rigid cock, sans underwear. He positioned it before Carrie's mouth, and she knew he wanted a blow job, so she opened her mouth to let him know she was ready. He pushed the head of his penis into her and let her lick and suck on it. Carrie was not terribly experienced at BJ's but knew the basics, and the men she had serviced seemed to like what she did. So she licked his shaft and around the rim of its head before sucking him into her. He groaned in appreciation and let her dictate the pace.

At her rear, Ryan had removed his fingers and slipped his cock into Carrie's pussy. He was slowly fucking her, in and out, and she liked how it felt as it filled her. Soon, he sped up as both he and Carrie were getting more aroused. She was much wetter by now, and Ryan's fucking was feeling very good. She only wished that one of these guys would touch her clit. She got her wish, and more, when Ryan put his hands around her thighs and touched her pussy, tracing a finger up and down her slit, and swirling about her swollen clit. She jumped at the jolt of pleasure she felt, just in time to feel what Ben was up to.

Ben had reached under her from the front and grabbed her breasts. He cupped them and squeezed them, rolled her nipples with his fingers and thumb, and pulled on them. If the clit play from Ryan wasn't enough, now she had Ben treating her tits to all they could want, and Carrie was totally aroused. With Ben now pushing his dick into her mouth, and Ryan's fucking her pussy, she was being spit-roasted, and she loved it!

The men rocked away, fucking Carrie from both ends, while simultaneously giving her nipples and clit a welcome workout. Carrie was so turned on that she knew she couldn't last much longer. When she jerked suddenly, and her juices ran over Ryan's member, both men knew she had cum, and wanted to see her do it again. They increased their speed, fucking her mouth and pussy harder, and Carrie succumbed and came a second time, gasping for air around Ben's cock. It wasn't long before both men were also at their limits, their climaxes hitting them hard. They groaned, jerked, and came, spasming their loads uncontrollably into Carrie's mouth and cunt. The warm semen triggered her to another orgasm, and she jerked again, leaking more of her nectar onto Ryan.

o o o

When all three were done, the men pulled out and wiped themselves off. Carrie was told she could go to the bathroom off the kitchen, clean up, and get dressed. She was to return to the living room after that. So, Carrie left for the bathroom, cleaned and got dressed, then returned. Ben paid her the thousand dollars he promised for her evening's work.

"Thank you for being such a good serving tray and sex partner for us," Ben complimented her before asking, "Would you like to do this again?"

"Yes. I would love to," she replied.

"Good! Then I'll give you a call when I need you, maybe for next Saturday," Ben confirmed.

And with that, she was dismissed and left. Carrie thought about the evening as she drove home, thinking it was a fun way to earn a lot of money for one evening's work. And the sex was great! She couldn't wait for Ben to call on her again.