The Diner

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Cassandra Mason 22

Light skinned black girl with shoulder length hair braided intricately, dark brown eyes that contrast with her caramel colored skin, and a mouth that was definitely made for cocksucking. 5'3, 145 lbs, 36 C breasts, thick thighs and a perfectly tight, round ass.

Cassandra is a virgin--and working at a local restaraunt to finance her way through college. She lives alone, since her mother is an alcoholic and Cassandra knows that she needs to focus on her studies, and not on worrying about her unstable mother. She has no time for men, even though she has no troubles attracting them at all. Every night she works, she has to fight off the affections of one particular customer who claims to come in just to sweep her off her feet.

IC:

I stand behind the counter of the diner, stretching my arms over my head, trying to enjoy the few minutes of peace that had finally settled over the usually packed restaraunt. After my 30 second break, I grab a towel and begin wiping down the bar, hoping that I can get some of the closing work done early so that I can study in the break room for a few minutes.

Hearing the bell above the door tinkle as another patron enters, I glance up and groan under my breath as I see who it is. Like always, he stands in the doorway, looking around the dining room until he spots me. I have no time to duck into the kitchen because this time he's caught me unawares. He smiles at me and immediately begins coming my way. I grip the towel in my fist and force a smile onto my face as he settles himself on a bar stool directly across from where I'm standing.

"Hello again," I say, as I pour him a cup of coffee from the pot behind me. "Your usual?" I want to make this as quick and painless as possible on myself, but I know that he will not let me. Just as I suspect, he grins and then rests his hand on top of mine on the countertop.

"Have a cup of coffee with me, Cassandra?" he asks, looking me in the eyes.

"You know I can't. Sorry." I pull my hand away and turn to place his order. I tug at the short skirt of my uniform, wondering why Bernie, my boss and owner of Bernie's (creative name right?) decided to make these skirts so damned short? I can feel his eyes crawling over the view of my backside and I turn around quickly, shaking my head as his eyes slowly wander back up my body to meet my eyes. I wonder how long this is going to take tonight. It happens like this every night I work. He comes in, seats himself in my station, and talks my ear off, asking me out, as I try to find polite ways of refusing. I only wonder what he'll come up with this time.

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Looking for a GOOD male player--someone with experience. I'm open to this going wherever....PM me if interested.
 
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The part of my suitor has been accepted by Ferryrider....can't wait to see where this goes.

IC:

I hear the cook, Ralph, yell my name and I take the opportunity to walk away from the bar. It's the man's food and as I set up his plate, I have to stretch up onto my tiptoes to reach the bottle of his favorite hot sauce. As I do so, I feel the hem of my dress creep up over my buttocks, and I hastily grab the bottle and yank my skirt down at the same time. I can feel my face growing warm as I carry his food to the counter and place it before him.

"Here ya are. Anything else you need with your dinner?" I ask, looking down at the counter and trying to avoid meeting his gaze. I pray silently that tonight he lets me go in peace. I already have enough stress as it is, considering finals are coming up, business has been slow, and my mother is going through one of her roughest periods ever. I definitely don't need the drama and trauma a man can bring. Especially one as demanding and stubborn as this one.
 
Frank

"This is fine, Cassie" I looked at her and she seemed unusually nervous. Maybe I made her that way, I didnt know. I just wanted to be alone with her so badly

I quietly said "if you feel like talking I'm here for you", and picked up my plate and took it over to a booth in a secluded corner.

As I ate I watched her do her chores, filling the ketchup bottles and salt and pepper shakers for tomorrow, and getting ready ro close. I was the only customer there at that late hour, and it was almost time to close.

ooc 6'5 230 lb blond hair blue eyes- a salwesman starting a new career, calling on wholesale houses selloing electrical construction supplies.
 
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Cassandra:

I could feel his eyes on me as I moved around the diner, finishing up sidework and hurrying to close the diner so I could go get some studying done. Alisha, another server, called out to me that she was leaving for the night and I nodded and said goodbye. When she was gone, I realized that I was now alone with the customer that seemed to be interested in me. My heartbeat quickened, and I lifted my eyes to glance at him. Our eyes met and locked, and for a moment I couldn't breathe. At first I was frightened, but then he smiled at me, and I relaxed. His smile was rather nice, I thought to myself. I noticed that he was done with his dinner, so I made my way to his booth to prebus his dishes. His blue eyes never left my brown ones as I stacked his plates and picked them up.

Something about the look in his eyes made me pause, and I stood by his table, my pulse suddenly pounding again. I didn't know what I was doing, but for some reason, tonight, I wanted to interact with him. Maybe it was the stress of my life, or just boredom, but tonight, something was different.

I looked at him and waited for him to speak.
 
Frank

Cassie, everyone seems to be gone. There's no hurry. Please sit down and talk to me."

She hesitated and then sat across from me. As she slid into the booth her knees brushed against mine, and I felt the electricity of her touch. I told her I was new in town and didnt know anybody except the people i work with, and I didnt want to talk business outside of the workday.

"I want to get to know you, the softest nicest girl I have met here. I've seen you here in the evenings and that's why I keep coming back. Tell me about yourself. What do you do during the day?"

Then she told me about school and that she was graduating in June and needed to finish with good grades to hopefully get into grad school. She told me about her studies and what she was taking and I listened with eyes glued on her, and my ears listening to everything she had to say.

Then she said she had to get home to study. I asked her how she was getting home and she said "the bus goes near my place"

I offerred to help her clean up to close, and then drive her home. I had nothing else to do, and she interested me a lot more than anything I could think of.
 
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Cassandra:

I hesitate for a moment, weighing my options. The bus isn't due for 45 minutes, and I could use the extra time to study. He's nice so far, and hell, I've taken classes in karate since I was a little girl. If he tries anything funny, I can probably kick his ass. Finally, I tell him that would be nice, and I stand up to finish up my work.

Fifteen minutes later, I've locked up the restaurant and gathered my belongings. I follow him to his car, and smile when he opens the door for me. "Not many gentlemen left in this world," I think to myself as I slide into his front seat.

When he gets behind the wheel, I realize I don't even know his name. Glancing over at him, I laugh nervously and say, "Ummm, I just realized you know a lot about me and I don't even know your name."
 
Frank

I reached over and gently shhok her hand. I shake hands all day and hate people that try to crush you. Her hand felt so good in mine I didnt want to let go, but I told her my name was Frank, and I pulled a business card out of my pocket and handed it to her. She read it and saw my last name and where I worked, and that helped set her at ease

She gave me directiions, and I followed her instructions, thinking that hopefuly I'd even get to find out where she lived. Not long, and several turns later she told me to pull over in front of that building. It didnt look much like an apartment house, so i was cy=urious, and she told me she had a room on the third floor. I askef her of she felt safe there and she told me it was all she could afford.

I hated the idea of her going home late at night in the dark so such a remote building. There was so0 mnuch in the papers aboutt assaults and worse, and the possibilkiity of her encountering harm overwhelmed me, and i said so.

She asked "but what else can I do? The rent is cheap"

I told her I had a much better idea, but ar least let me walk you to your own door.

We parked and I carried her books in my right hand, and held her hand with my left as we climbed the stairs to the front door. She found her key and opened it, but the hallway was dark and imposing. I asked if it was this way every night and she said yes, but didnt reclaim her books and we headed to a lighted door to a stairway. We climbed up two flights and down a hall to a door. I stood there while she found another key and opened it, and reached in and turned on a light inside.

Were she to invite me in I of course would have accepted, but i stood there quietly not wanting to be too pushy or anything. She looked at me and thanked me, and told me it was nice to have finally gotten to know a little about each other.

I still held her hand, and leaned over and kissed her cheek, wanting more than anything to take her into my arms and make love to her.
 
Cassandra:

I was a bit embarrassed about bringing Frank to my little apartment. On my waitress' salary and after paying tuition, books, and feeding myself, it truly was all I could afford. It was basically one room, with a small bathroom attached. I didn't even have a bathtub for pete's sake, only a tiny stand up shower. I'd done what I could to make it presentable. The couch was actually a futon and doubled as my bed every night. I had plenty of candles and always tried to keep fresh flowers on my table, just to remind myself that there were still beautiful things in this world.

At first, I wasn't going to invite him in, but when he kissed me shyly on the cheek and just stood there in my doorway, not saying anything, I couldn't resist. The sight of this 6'5 man looking so nervous made me soften. Usually, my hard core demeanor could run off the best of men, but Frank hadn't been at all intimidated by me, at least not till now.

"Would you like to come in for a minute Frank? I think there's a movie or something coming on soon. I'll have to study, but you could hang out here for a bit if you'd like."

When he nodded and stepped inside, I closed the door and double locked it, then began nervously picking up around my apartment. Frank stood in the doorway watching silently as I tidied up a little.

"Have a seat." I said, motioning to the couch/futon. He did so, yet continued to watch me. I switched on the tv for him, and then told him I was going to shower quickly to get rid of the diner's smell, and that I'd be out in less than 15 minutes. He said he'd wait.

I showered quickly and then pulled on a pair of white velour pants and a pink t shirt, deciding that I wanted to be comfortable, I left out the panties and bra. When I made my way back to the couch, Frank was relaxed on my futon, his long long legs stretched in front of him as he watched the evening news. I sat timidly beside him, drawing my legs up underneath me. He turned to look at me and I smiled.

"This is much better." I said, tugging at the hem of my t shirt. "Much nicer than that horrible uniform I'm forced to wear."
 
Frank

When she sat next to me i put my arm around her and hugged her. "Cassie, while you were in your shower I thought a lot about you. We dont knew each other at all, but you trusted me enough to accept a ride home with me, and then invite me into your place, so there must be a comfort zone there. Personally I like you a lot and I'm not about to violate that trust, so if you are worried about it, stop worrying."

"I know that with tuition costs and everything, money is a real problem for you, especially facing going to grad school next year at even higher fees. I have a solution that I hope you will think about."

"I have a large two bedroom unit. in a very nice building in a good location. One bedroom I use and the other I use for an office. I can move my computer out of there, and you can stay there rent free, and save even whatever you pay for this place Dont think I'm putting you down for having to live here, but I can help and want to help. All we will share is the kitchen, bathroom and living room No obligation for anything else beyond friendship, unless you want it. Please think about it. Also I can pick you up and drive you home every night and it wil be safe. I cant live with you coming home at night in a dark neighborhood to a dark building. It just isnt safe"

Then I shut up and let her absorb what I said. It took me all the time she was bathing to work up to that sales pitch, but I was sincere and meant every word.
 
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Cassandra:

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This man hadn't even known anything about me until an hour ago, and here he was offering me the best deal I'd ever had in my short life. I couldn't believe it. I sat back against the arm of the futon and stared at him incredously for at least five minutes. I didn't know what to say. My mind was racing and I actually found myself pondering the idea. This measly apartment cost me $300.00 a month, $300.00 that I could be putting aside for school. But then again, I loved my freedom. I could come and go as I pleased, and not have to answer to anyone. Not that I went anywhere besides work and school, but still. Plus, I wondered just what he REALLY wanted from me. There was NO way that a man would just offer a female a place to stay free of charge without expecting something in return. At that thought, for some reason, I felt my nipples harden under my thin t shirt. The thought of this handsome man wanting me was turning me on. Even though I was a virgin, I still had needs, and for some reason they were creeping to the forefront in his presence. I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, hoping he hadn't noticed my body's response to his gaze.
 
Frank

She was silent for quite a long time. I felt her shift position a little, and ended up snuggling closer, but I knew she was thinking about my suggestion. At least she didnt say no outright.

"We can always try it and if I make you uncomfortable you can move somewhere else if you like. I know you are thinking that I have an ulterior motive. Sure I do - your comfort, safety and happiness. If you decide you want to break it off you are free to do so. On the other hand if we become closer in our relationship as we get to know each other, thats's even better"

"Why dont I say goodnight and let you mull it over. I know you want to study and you have class tomorrow, but are you free Saturday or Sunday? We can move you then, after you see my place and what you might be getting into."

I stood and looked at her, waiting for her to say something.
 
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Cassandra:

I didn't know what to say, so I stood and followed him to the door. His hand was on the knob, when I finally blurted out, "Well, maybe I could see your apartment...that might help with my decision."

I looked away shyly, not wanting him to know how badly I needed his help. Standing this close to him, every inch of my body was aware of his. I could feel my skin tingling from the close contact, and when his hand closed over mine, I almost gasped.
 
I put my arm around her and pulled her to me. I kissed her chastely, but on the mouth. Then after looking into her eyes I kissed her again holding her tight. She felt so good, especially when her arms went around my neck, grazing the back of my neck, and turnng me on even more.

I knew she had to feel my hardening cock up aganst her but that felt good too.

Quietly I suggested she get whatever she might need, and come to my place with me.
 
Cassandra:

I was nervous, and thinking to myself about how dangerous this could be, but for some reason I decided to ignore those feelings and just go with it. I packed a small bag with my nightgown and clothes for the next day, grabbed my backpack, and followed Frank down to his car.
 
Frank

As we drove to my place, I held her hand and told her a bit about myself, trying to put her at ease. On arrival I parled the car in the secured garage, and pointed out that getting home late at night, it was safer than emerging from a car into the darkness.

We took the elevator to the third floor, and I let her in the door entering a large living room with an eating area and an attached kitchen alcove. Cassie put her things down, and we walked through the p;lace, showing her the second bedroom with a single bed, a dresser, and my computer console, several file cabinets, and a bookcase, all full of stuff. I told her we could move the file cabinets and computer into te living room to give her more space, and she didnt say anything.

The place was reasonably picked up, but not expecting a visitor wasnt perfect, but that was just as well- she could see how I lived too. The bathroom was at the end of the hall, and I showed her the bathtub and separate shower, and the two adjoining sinks. Plenty of room for two people.

Then the master bedroom with a large double bed and my dressser and two closets. She walked to the wodow and looked out at the view of the city and then went to the bed, turned it back and smiled, and asked "which side do you want?"

I answered "I want to be on whichever side you are on"
 
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