Oktoberfest

blondesque

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Looking for a man to play the role of a tourist...
I'm a waitress at Oktoberfest and somehow we end up together...
I'm open to almost anything! Here is a picture for inspiration ;)
 
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JUSTIN:

OOC: Justin
6'2
245 Lbs
Black Short Hair, brown eyes
31 years old
Athletic Build


IC: I had just arrived in town, I was here on company business but the meetings didn't start until tomorrow. My hotel was just up the street from a festival they were having downtown, it was Oktoberfest, and I love beer so I figured what the hell I'd go check it out. I changed out of the clothes I had flown in, in. I put on a sharp polo shirt, navy blue, some darker Jeans and black shoes and headed for the festival.

I navigated the crowds and found a small table that was open and grabbed a seat quickly, it may not have been the best but its what was available. I waited patiently for the waitress to arrive, I knew it would likely be sometime as it was swamped.
 
I press through the crowds, three steins of sloshing beer in each hand. I set them down at a nearby table of rowdy college students from Italy. As I wait for them to pay me, I make eye contact with you and give you a 'I'll be right there' look. Smoothing my Dirndl (the dress) as I walk towards you I arrive with a smile and ask 'Zum trinken?'
 
I spotted her not long after I sat down, she was serving some other guys across the small sidewalk, I couldn't help but notice her dress, and while normally this would almost seem silly and stereotypical I was intrigued by her. She approached and asked me in German "to drink?" Of course I knew very little german but just enough to figure it out. "Yeah I was looking at a couple Lagers here, which one do you drink?" I asked with a slight smile..
 
I knew you were American the moment you sat down so in my perfect English I say "Oh no, you have to have the Hefeweizen while in Bavaria." I smile and lean over as I set a coaster in front of you. "I'll bring your a Mass of the house brew." I wink as I turn, my skirt brushing against your arm, and head towards the bar to pour your beer.
 
She told me the beer that I have to have, twirled and walked off. Something about her struck my fancy, I knew she was being flirty, but being one of these festivals a pretty girl like that flirting is a good way to make a lot of tips from duped americans. I thought about it some more, and figured I'd try my luck when she came back..
 
The small Bier Garten was crowded and hot, even in late September I was flushed. I poured the beer and pressed pass the other tables. I set the large litre beer in front of you and some foam sloshes onto my hand. As I bring my fingers to my lips to lick off the wetness, I say "9 Euro, please".
 
I already had my money out, figured it would be overpriced but what the hell, I put the 9 Euro on the table, I had another 5 out for a tip that I had torn in half, I had written my number on it, and a note, it read "If you want the rest, call me." I handed her the Euro's with a smile, gathered my beer and walked off into the crowd. I was going to go check out the rest of the events..
 
As you walk off I tuck the ripped bill in the bodice of my dress and start to make my rounds of the tables. I can't stop thinking about the handsome American who would be so bold as to give me his number. When I get a chance I pull out my phone and send a text to the number "My shift ends at 7pm. Pick me up?"
 
It didn't take her long to text me, "Pick me up?" she said, "Yeah i'll be there" It was about 330 so I still had some time to explore a bit. I went back to the hotel and cleaned up, changed into a smart gray button upshirt, and some blue jeans. My phone went off around 5 it was her. I figured she was busy so she was probably only texting when she could.
 
"I got my friend to cover for me, pick me up in 30 min?" I had spend the rest of the afternoon daydreaming about you...and broke three steins while imagining what would happen tonight.
 
"Ill head over now" I texted back, I jumped in my rental and headed to where I met her before. I was curious if she was still going to be wearing her dress or not and I was also wondering what she had underneath it.. I was relying on her local expertise to be my tour guide and I'd take care of the rest.. I pulled up to the bar, the streets were still busy but not swamped anymore..
 
Still in my Dirndl, I see you pull up and I slide into the car. "I didn't bring anything to change into..." I look down at my dress and try to adjust the apron. "I could go home and change..."
 
"Thats up to you, want to show me the sights?" I ask, as I notice you trying to pull the dress down a bit, when sitting it doesn't leave much coverage. Which is perfectly fine with me, but its not time for that yet. I watch you fidget with the dress and wait for your response, I start down the road a bit, just driving to navigate the crowds.
 
"I've been in this all day. My flat is really close. If you pulled up I could be changed and back down in 10 minutes. Then I can show you around?" I'm self conscience of the scent of beer and pretzel crumbs all over me and don't want to wear this tight bodice while trailing around town. "Take the next right and my place is about six blocks down" I reach for my purse and dig for my keys.
 
Sounds good, I'll head there. I pull up to your house and wait for you out front, I'm in no hurry and excited to see what you come back in..
 
I come out 10 minutes later in tight skinny jeans tucked into knee high boots a deep scoop neck top and a black leather jacket. 'Thanks for waiting!' I even used a little perfume and added eyeliner and lipgloss. 'What are you in the mood for?'
 
"What are you in the mood for?" Those words echoed in my head for a moment, I didnt want to tell her exactly what I was thinking.. "Well lets go get a drink somewhere, I know you've been around beer all day but maybe you want to go somewhere a little quieter?"
 
"I know just the place..." I give you directions and as we pull up I laugh..."I don't even know you're name!"
 
"Ha thats the fun of it I suppose" I answer, I reach over and introduce myself, "It's Justin, nice to meet you." I say as we shake hands.. "And yours?"
 
"I'm Marie. Well Justin, here we are." I lead you into a small alley and towards a dimly lit door. "It's the best kept secret in Munich." I open the door and we walk into a small entry way. There is music coming from the other side of the next door.
 
I always loved holes in the wall back home, so I'm guessing here would be no different. "It looks good" I say as we enter, working our way to an empty spot towards the back, not very well lit, but cool music and I'm sure the drinks are good. We grab a seat and wait just briefly before the waitress comes by. "Ill take a Hefe and so will she" I say, the waitress wanders off with our order. "So how was work today, anything interesting happen?"
 
"Meeting you was the best part of my day!" I smile and my knee presses against yours under the table. "What brings you to Munich?"
 
"I'm here for business" I answered, "I work for a tech company and there's a conference in town". I felt her knees press against mine under the table, I pressed mine back a bit and smiled. The waitress was fast approaching, drinks in hand. "Here you go" she said As she dropped the drinks off. "You speak perfect English, are you from here?" I asked as I took a sip of my beer..
 
"Oh no, I moved here last year to teach English. I only work at the bar to make some extra cash." I drink from my beer. "I'm actually from Rhode Island. You?" I play with my necklace and my hand brushes my breasts.
 
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