Diner Attraction

[xxerikamariexx]

She was a curvy young girl who had moved to the small town for college. The fall was brutal, nothing to do. The leaves were falling and she could hear the chirping of the birds but that was as exciting as the scenery was. She recently got a job at a little diner. The regular customers were always nice to her but the middle of nowhere vibe wasn't her thing. She was a bit on the nerdy side. She wore black rimmed glasses that were sometimes too loose, so she'd have to push them up. Her hips were slightly curvy and she had a nice chest. She worked and studied and didn't have much time for guys. Not like guys were interested in her anywhere.

A regular customer came in every single day around 9am. He was always wearing a suit and she noticed he had a wedding ring on. He always smiled at her and she smiled back. She approached his table. "Your usual? Coffee and muffin?" She asked. She was almost intimidated by him; he was good looking and the way he smiled at her made her feel good about herself. He probably took pity on her but the way he smiled at her made her feel pretty...for once.

ooc: Looking for some flirting, sexual tension...not right into sex. Send me a PM if interested. Send me a sample PM if you're interested!

 

[gearhead73]

He was sitting at his usual table at the local diner where he liked to get his breakfast before heading into the office. It wasn't that the muffins or coffee were uniquely delicious, it was the view of their server that drew him to this place. He looked forward to coming in here every morning to exchange pleasantries and the like with the girl that seemed to always take care of his table.

She was young, and shy with an awkwardness around him that he found irresistible. She was curvier than the girls that he had always fancied but it wasn't just her shapely bottom or large bosom that had captured his attention. It was they way she constantly pushed up her glasses and seductively bit her lower lip as she waited for his order. Her hair was long and dark brown and accentuated her almond shaped brown eyes perfectly. She would often wear her hair tied back in a messy ponytail that would reveal the alabaster skin of her neck. She was beautiful, not only in appearance, but in the way she didn't flaunt her assets. She had always greeted him with a smile and waited patiently as he would languish over the small menu, just to end up ordering the same thing.

He had been married for ten years, but the passion in his relationship with his wife had died in the last five. He had never given serious thought to cheating until one day six months ago when he had left the house later than usual and stopped in here for a quick bite to go. Now, he found himself leaving the comfortable bed of his home outside the city early to come here.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

Erika was pretty miserable in the small town. University was a drag. She was a smart girl, whizzed by all her classes and the students there were a joke. They were all spoiled rich kids who used Daddy's credit card for everything. She needed a break from campus so most mornings she worked at this little cafe. She wasn't your typical skinny minnie. She was a bit curvier, her ass jiggled when she walked and when she breathed, her breasts heaved.

She approached his table. He was always friendly to her, she made her smile. Men didn't pay attention to her because she was a little bigger and even a little awkward. She pushed up her glasses. "Good morning..." She smiled a little awkwardly as she fidgeted for her pen.

"The usual?" She asked softly.

 

[gearhead73]

As he sat there watching he make her way to his table his eyes followed the movement of her chest as her large breasts jiggled and fought beneath her clothing for freedom. He had always been more of and ass man, but her chest was magnificent. She dressed conservatively, never showing too much cleavage, but still his imagination would often run wild with visions what lay beneath her shirt.
As she reached his table she greeted him with a cheery "Good morning." She pushed up her glasses and continued, "The usual?"
He returned her smile and as was part of their routine he asked, "May I see a menu please?"
The game had begun, she would often say 'Sure' and then move to the counter to get the menu he requested. When she would turn to walk away he would take a sharp breath as the view of her delicious ass would come to his view. He would watch the gentle sway of her hips and the undulation of each cheek moving with her steps. Often his slacks would grow uncomfortable at the thought of the pleasure her rotund flesh could bring him.
Retrieving the menu she would saunter back to his table and chew nervously on her pen as he perused the selections. Like always, he would mindlessly search the offerings darting his eyes to hers drawing out the time she was with him. Eventually, he would order his muffin and coffee and delight at the chance of watching her walk away to get them.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

Never did she have guys looking at her, it was just the nature of things. Guys weren't attracted to curvy girls with glasses. But this patron, he always smiled and she swore that he was checking her out and it was nice. She was always a little conscious of her large breasts and wide ass.

She smiled as he eventually ordered his regular. She didn't need the pen or paper so she stuffed it back into her apron.

"I'll be right back." She said as she turned to walk away. She headed back for the counter, as she breathed her breasts heaved. As she walked her ass seemed so tight in her favorite pair of jeans. She pushed up her glasses again before retrieving his items.

She brought them back to the table with a soft smile.

"Here you go."

 

[gearhead73]

He had tried, unsuccessfully, not to stare as she had made her journey to retrieve his order. She was so shy and awkward with the constant adjustment of her eyewear. She had always been polite, even pleasant, but he couldn't help getting the impression that there was a sadness just below the surface.
She sat his items down on the table with a smile saying, "Here you go."
"Thank you...I'm sorry I don't even know your name."

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She loved when he came in. He looked at her in ways no other man in her entire life ever had. She felt like he was staring at her all the time but not in a bad way, but in a really good way.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" She apologized. "I'm Erika." She said with a smile. "And you? I don't think I caught your name." She said. She bit her a lip a little nervously but also a little confidently too.

 

[gearhead73]

"Charles Jackson, but please call me CJ or Charlie. Never call me Chuck if you want me to answer." he said with a laugh as he extended his hand.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Erika. That is a lovely name."
She was biting her lower lip again. 'God she is getting to me.' he thought trying t maintain his composure as they greeted one another. She was making it almost impossible though as she fidgeted and shuffled from foot to foot like a girl meeting a boy for the first time on a playground.
As her hand touched his, a slight shiver ran down the length of his spine. he skin was so soft and her touch so tenuous that it drew him to he all the more. He didn't know what it was about the way she seemed so shy, but the would beam as they talked, but he liked it. He liked knowing that someone was happy to see him.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

"Charlie then." She smiled a little bit. It was nice to finally talk someone, and not some college aged loser who partied all hours of the night. This guy, who was practically a stranger to her....well, technically not a stranger since they saw each other every day, she liked him. She was a little awkward and not as beautiful as most other girls but the way he looked at her made her feel incredibly sexy.

"Thanks. My mom named it after some character on a soap opera." She laughed a little bit. It wasn't a unique story or anything, it was kind of boring just like her. "I'm sorry, I'm probably keeping you from your breakfast. Can I get you anything else?"

 

[gearhead73]

He thought about her question for a few moments before answering. There were so mant things that he wanted her to get him, but pushing those racy thoughts from his head he answered simply, "No, I think that will do it."

She started to retreat and once again he was treated to a glorious view of her ass as she strode away. He sat there thinking about their interaction. She was always so friendly and nice, but there always seemed to be this underlying depression visible in her eyes. He thought about his own situation of a passionless marriage and thought, that in one respect at least, they had a lot in common.

A short while later he had finished his meal and got up to leave for work. Just before reaching the door, it occured to him that maybe if they had just a little more time to talk, he could find out more about her story, and see if they truly did share a certain unhapiness with their lives.

He turned toward the counter and called to her as she was usung a cloth to clean its surface.
"Erika..." he started as he closed the distance to her. "Would you like to have luch with me sometime?"

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She was cleaning off the counter when she heard him speak her name. She put the cloth over her shoulder and stood up, taking a few steps forward to close the gap between them. She heard his question and she didn't know how to take it at first. In high school, some guys made a bet and dared one of them to ask her out. Ever since then she was a little weary of being asked out, even for a friendly lunch.

But somehow this guy was different. He was trying to see into her soul and he made her smile more than anyone else ever had. She brushed her hair away from her face and reached into her apron for a pen and paper. She jotted down her name and number with purple pen before handing him the teared piece of paper.

"I'd like that a lot..."

 

[gearhead73]

He was floored. Even though he had somehow known that she would say yes, he was still astonished when she handed him the paper scribed with her name and number.
"Fantastic." he said grinning "When is a good day for you?"

He would love to have lunch with her today, but there was some business at work that needed his attention. However, he might seriously have to reconsider rearranging his schedule for a chance with her alone. She had seemed to brighten at his invitation, and he loved the way the light was now sparkling in her once dim eyes.
'God she is so cute' he thought running all of the possibilities of what could develop between them through his imagination.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She hoped she wasn't being punked, it had happened before. She didn't exactly scream the type that men wanted to go out with. And technically this wasn't going out, this was just lunch. She noticed the way he looked at her and it made her feel incredibly beautiful.

"Today works....or whenever really." She said softly. He was much older than she was but he seemed like a great guy. She had noticed the ring on his finger signaling that he was indeed married.

She couldn't remember the last time she was alone with a guy, a man really...and the thought made her nervous but also excited.

 

[gearhead73]

He thought about it an then decided that he should take care of the work he needed to; then he would have more time to concentrate on this lunch.
"I have a good bit on my plate today, but tomorrow would be perfect." He didn't want her to think that he was shining her on, so he grabbed a napkin and jotted down a phone number.
"This is my cell, if anything changes, or you just want to..." he decided not to finish. He had asked her to lunch and she had accepted, there was no reason to presume anything more.
"Well, if you need to reach me, that's my cell. I guess I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast?"

 

[xxerikamariexx]

"I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast." She smiled as she took his number, folding it and putting it into her apron. She watched him leave and she found herself smiling a bit. The rest of the day was kind of a blur, she thought about the gentleman from the diner. She went to her one class for the day before heading home to her apartment. She changed into a long t-shirt before taking a seat on the couch. She dug his number out from her coat that was laying on a nearby table.

She punched the number into her phone and saved it. Part of her wanted to text him, the other part was afraid to. She tossed the phone down onto the couch and stared at it. Had she made a mistake by agreeing to see him for lunch tomorrow?

 

[gearhead73]

Surprising the rest of the went wonderfully. He managed to make it through both of the client meetings he had and had even been oversee the changes to the Witmer proposal. He walked around with an uncharacteristic grin and even he noticed that he was abnormally friendly to the others at the office.

Late in the afternoon, having finished the majority of the things he had needed to accomplish, he sat in his office looking out at the crappy view of the complex next door. he reached into his pocket and retrieved the slip of paper with the purple writing and ran a finger over the number. He wondered what she was doing right now. Was she watching TV, or reading a book? Was she out with friends? Did she keep or toss away his number.

He wanted to call or text her, but couldn't think of an excuse that would sound reasonable.
Instead, he keyed the number into his phone, and entered her name and saved it. He started at the display and whispered her name to himself. 'Erika' he thought, 'where are you now?'

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She laid down on her couch, reaching for the nearest legal drama book she had bough. The book was actually quite good but the events of today still rang in her mind. She thought of Charlie's good looks, the way he smiled at her. She laid back on the couch and smiled at the thought of him. She also remembered the wedding ring on his finger as well. But she couldn't help but think of him. He was charming, good looking and he looked at her in a way no other man ever had.

What the hell? She cursed out loud as she reached for her phone. She scrolled through the numbers in her contacts list until she found his. She hit his name and then hit "send message". What on earth was she going to say to him? Would he even know who it was? Would he delete it?

I'm looking forward to tomorrow. She sent and just waited to see if he'd respond.

 

[gearhead73]

He had just finished putting the finished touches on an office memorandum when his phone vibrated. He didn't reach for it at first, thinking that it was probably another note from his betrothed reminding him to pick up something form the market on the way home.
He clicked the memo to print, and looked at the display.

It was Erika. His hands started to shake a little as he slid the phone's halves apart to unlock and see the message. A smile spread across his face as he read the words. 'She was looking forward to tomorrow!' he thought. He was ecstatic that she wanted to see him. As soon as he could get his fingers to work, he wrote his reply.

So am I. It will be nice to have some time to talk. What are you doing now?

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She thought about trying to read her book again when her phone went off. She glanced down and saw Charlie's name come up along with his message. She smiled to herself. She didn't know what to say but she found herself typing anyway.

Just reading. But my mind kept drifting back to you. She texted him. She laid back on the couch on her back and she felt her hands get all sweaty and her heart was racing. She wondered where he was, what he was doing...if he was alone. He was the first guy to ever make her this excited. She was glad she was wearing just a long t-shirt because thinking about him got her all hot.

 

[gearhead73]

Within a few minutes her reply caused his phone to vibrate. As he read the message her admission shocked and excited him. 'Drifting to me?' he thought, His curiosity was beyond peaked, so once again, he steadied his nerves and type an answering message.

Do tell, what is your mind thinking about me?

He wasn't sure that he wasn't coming on a little too strong. On its face, the message was benign, but in certain contexts it may seem forward. He could think of nothing else as he waited for her response.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She had set herself up for that one, big time. Now she had no idea what to tell him. She couldn't tell him that when he looked at her, it got her all hot and that she loved the way he looked at her. She definitely couldn't tell him that. Then he'd think she was pathetic like most guys did.

Just about how incredibly charming you are....and maybe good looking too. She texted back, laying on her back on the couch. She was nervous but a good sort of nervous. She anxiously waited to see what he'd say.

 

[gearhead73]

His breath caught in his throat as his phone went off again. He was hoping that he hadn't been too forward, and made her upset. Nervously he picked up his phone and read the message.
'Charming? Me? Wow, no one has said that in quite a while.' he thought as the memory of us unfulfilling marriage popped back to his mind.
'Maybe good looking?' this part was more flirtatious, saying something without really saying it.
He was emboldened now. He thought about a reply and then scrapped it thinking it would be crass. As he pondered what he should say, he kept thinking of how he wanted to be face to face, so he could see her expressions, her face, her eyes.
Finally, he settled on a response:

Thank you for the compliment. I must admit I find you quite pleasing to the eyes. Your Charms have a way of captivating one's imagination.

He read it out loud before finally sending it. He was intrigued and turned on by the notion of getting to know her. He had to see how far he could go.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She blushed at his text. She bit her lip as she laid on the couch, trying to figure out what to say.

You must be blind then. Or in desperate need of glasses. She sent. It was playful but also true. She didn't attract men and those she did attract it was only for some joke or laugh with the buddies.

She put the phone down, closed her eyes. She thought about his smile...the way he smiled at her. The way he always looked at her for that extra moment, the way he spoke to her. These thoughts sent shivers down her spine.

 

[gearhead73]

When he read the message this time he was a little put off. Had she really just discounted what he said, as if he was just being nice. Upset he typed and sent his next message before thinking instantly regretting it.

I assure you my vision is perfect. If we didn't have this distance between us I would show you what I thought of your ASSets

'Holy shit!' he thought as panic shot through him. It wasn't that he didn't mean it, but it was something that he had never meant to say, especially to her. He was almost sick as he awaited the message telling him to forget lunch and get lost.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She didn't know what to expect in his message but certainly not that. It was flattering. She bit her lip softly, letting her tongue glide over her bottom lip a little nervously. She probably read the message about five additional times. She found herself becoming a little hot in this apartment. She knew it was her and not the apartment. She was flattered that he had noticed her...like that.

And I wouldn't object.

She quickly sent. What was he going to think of her now? She laid back on the couch, cursing...she had just royally screwed things up.