Young waitress.

[Gareman]

OOC: This one's for you Dansemajik. Please be my young, naive waitress.

Character: Carl - 6'0" 190 lbs. - dark hair with plenty of gray sprinkled in.
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By the age of 45, I had reached all of my personal and professional goals. Married with 2 children, safely out of the nest and in good colleges, I had certainly done all that a father could for his kids. My wife had been afforded all the luxuries of my professional success and had never been neglected when it came to romance and love. She is and always will be the love of my life.

My restlessness wasn't even apparent to me, until I noticed HER for the first time. Now understand that I had seen her everyday for the past 6 months. But yesterday, I had NOTICED her.

It started out like every other noontime session at "Bev's Place." A bunch of my coworkers would walk the 2 blocks together, joking about office politics and talking sports. We would enter the small restaurant, sit in the same booth and usually order the same food, from the same waitress. Her name was Brenda. I had ordered my "soup-of-the-day" and salad from her since she started, about six months ago.

Nothing about her stood out. She was a small girl, about 5' 2", maybe 110 lbs, with short dark hair. Wearing her waitress uniform, she looked very plain. She could have been any average 19-21 year old college kid, in her white button-down blouse and loose-fitting tan slacks.

But today something was very different !

As we sat at our usual table, a new waitress came to take our order. But her nametag still read "Brenda". Holy shit, it was Brenda !!

Apparently, "Bev's Place" had decided that new uniforms were in order. Brenda looked like a new person. For the first time, her young body was visible... My attention turned immediately away from sports talk and directly to the cute young girl taking our order.

 

[Sexygurl69]

I'll take the part of Brenda

IC: I adjusted the tight fitting uniform and walked over to the booth. Carl sat there everyday with his coworkers. Ordered the same thing so it pretty much came down to where I didn't have to ask them what they wanted. The uniform was pulling tightly against my breasts so I had to take my bra off. One thing was that the matterial was so thin you can see the outline of my nipples pretty clearly. The underwear was a problem too since the outline of them was also visible so I had to toss those. It kinda turned me on thinking that I was going pretty free.

When I reached the table Carl's eyes seemed to pop out of his sockets. I grined, asked if they wanted their usual and left. After I left I noticed there was some chatter going on and a bit of pointing to the direction I left.....

 

[dansemajik]

OOC: Hey Gareman....Long time no see...I would be honored to play your naive young waitress..we seem to have so much fun together...Danse


IC: Brenda.
I had hated the uniform I had to wear working part time at Bev's. The khakis were baggy, and the white button down was plain. I felt like a bumpkin in them.

When I came in to work that day, Bev had shown me the new uniform. I felt the slow smile spread across my face. The black skirt was midthigh, tight with a slit that ran about two inches up my left leg. The shirt was made of some type rayon, or something..The white shirt was a wrap around type shirt, it showed enough cleavage to gaurantee good tips, but not enough to be considered unacceptable in this family restaurant.

I had cut my hair very short earlier in the year. I styled it by tossing some gel in it, and letting it lie however it would. My eyes were a deep arresting gray, that turned stormy whenever I was feeling passion, whether it be from anger, or something more pleasant...

I had started using the tanning beds at the gym three months earlier, so my limbs, and my stomach had a golden tone. I slipped on my uniform, my belly button ring in full view, I twirled for Bev, and she grinned. She had made a good decision, to spice up her waitresses. Although I could not see Stacy who was a bit rotund wearing one...Ah well, not my problem.

I pinned my old name tag on and grabbed my order pad. I strolled out to my area and immediately saw Carl sitting there, with his office buds. He was a regular. He was always polite to me, tipped well, but never really looked.

God, he was sexy. I really dig older guys. This guy was fine. His hair had the just right peppering of gray in it. His body was sleek, and firm, from what I could see. His shoulders seemed to bulge as he laid his arm across the back of the booth.

I walked over and smiled, "So what'll it be today guys? The same, or do you want to try something new?" I was watching Carl watch my breasts. Nice tight firm breasts relatively close to his face. I leaned down into him, and whispered in his ear, do you like my new perfume Carl?"

The guys sitting around were watching the by play between Carl and I. I straightened up and said, "Well, guys, what'll it be?"

 

[Gareman]

OOC: Sorry Sexygurl69, this one's for Dansemajik. I'll start a thread for you, if you'd like.

IC: My chin almost hit the floor. Brenda, my innocent little tomboy had been transformed into a sexy woman. The young waitress who had reminded me so much of my own daughter, Kelly, was causing a very unfatherly reaction in me.

Some of the guys commented on her appearance and made some pretty crass comments on what they would like to do to her. My fatherly instincts were disgusted with their crudity, but my male instincts were thinking the same thoughts.

For a few seconds, I found myself unable to speak. I nodded to Phil when Brenda asked what we would like, hoping for a moment to regain my composure. Luckily, he understood and got things started.

As each guy placed his order, I found my eyes studying Brenda's hot young body, wondering why I had never noticed it before. I was captivated by her long thin legs, which were free from the baggy slacks that had hidden them. My penis hardened as I watched her, she seemed so innocent. Was it wrong to have these thoughts about a girl so much younger than myself ? Was I some kind of pervert ? How would I feel about someone leering at Kelly this way ?

As these thoughts flooded my mind, I realized that my turn to order was coming. I returned my gaze to the menu, pretending to be studying my lunch choices, but really trying to gather my wits. What was wrong with me ? How could a kid more than half my age really have this effect on me ? The other waitresses had the same uniforms and were about the same age, but I wasn't drooling all over myself over them. What was it about Brenda ?

When she turned to me to take my order, I looked directly into her eyes. If I had any hope of gaining control of this situation, it was now.

Without hesitation, I winked and said, "I think you know what I want."
Referring to my usual order, but implying something much more...

 

[dansemajik]

OOC: thank you for saving this danse for me gareman....

IC: I jotted down all the orders, and it was Carls turn. he always ordered soup and salad...but I aked him anyway. He looked me right in the eye and winked at me. "I think you know what I want." I raised an eyebrow....Oh, what I could do with that statement. I smiled and said, "Would you like a different salad dressing today Carl? We have some that have a little bite to them...." I smiled at the whoops coming from the other guys.

Carl turned red, and looked guilty. I wondered if he had children. Did he have a daughter my age? Are his reactions to my nubile body causing him to feel uncomfortable? I smiled at him, and waited for his answer.

 

[Gareman]

Brenda's sexual innuendo caught me off guard. I thought quick. This was not the time for horseplay. I didn't want my companions to even think that something could happen between Brenda and myself. But, my ego wouldn't let me be embarrassed either.

"Why don't you surprise me," I replied. "I'm sure I'll like whatever you decide to give me."

I smiled and recieved a few "high-fives" from the crew. The guys were pretty crude and anything that could classified as sexual in nature, was always popular with them.

I turned away from Brenda, hoping someone would start a conversation about ANYTHING ! I hoped she would realize my predicament and let me off the hook. Fun was fun, but the rumor mill at the office was brutal. I didn't need my name front and center because of a college kid, even if she was hotter than hell.

 

[dansemajik]

I went to turn in the orders, and to attend to some of my other customers while I waited for the order to be up. I brought The order for Carl's table. I had put his regular house dressing on his salad, but when I handed him the plate I passed him my phone number. I saw the confused look as he felt the paper. I only smiled sweetly as I placed the other plates in front of his friends. I left them alone to eat, only coming back a few times to refill coffee, and to see if they wanted anything else. I placed the bill on the table, and walked away while they did the usual arguing over who had what. I think I saw Carl nod at me as he left, but I may have been day dreaming.

I went to clear the table, and saw the tip. It was a twenty dollar bill. Written on it were the words. "I'll call you. C." I tucked the bill in my apron pocket and I think I floated on air the rest of the day.

 

[Gareman]

I walked back to the office wondering what had just happened. I had Brenda's phone number in my shirt pocket and kept reminding myself to take it out before going home. The last thing I would need would be for my wife to find it.

Returning to my office, I sat and studied the small piece of paper. Brenda's handwriting was neat and feminine, a true reflection of her personality. I stared at the number for quite a while, wondering what I should do. The right thing would be to throw it away and forget that she had ever given it to me. A man in my position in life couldn't afford to take chances, especially with a young college kid. The life that I had meticulously assembled over the last 25 years could easily be destroyed by one foolish act. Is that what intrigued me so much ? The risk ? Or was I just thinking with my "other" head ?

I copied the number into my "Palm Pilot" and referenced it under business contacts. I knew that my wife (Carol) would be going out to the theater tonight, with some of her friends. Would I have the courage to call ? I studied the piece of paper one more time before ripping it up into little pieces and throwing it away.

 

[dansemajik]

My shift ended at 4:30. I didn't have classes that night, so I was able to go home to my tiny little apartment and take a long hot bath. I had lived on my own for less than a year and was proud of my little space. I had raided my parents attic, and had found some really cool peices. I had a long sofa bed, that folded out to a relatively comforable bed. I had changed the sheets just in case Carl called.

I hoped he called. He was so sexy, so hot. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair and feel his lips hot against my skin. I felt myself shiver as I thought about how it would feel.

 

[Gareman]

Rushing home from work, I noticed that Carol's car wasn't in the driveway. She had told me that she would be leaving after dinner, so I was kind of surprised. When I got inside I found a note on the kitchen table explaining that Barb and Judy (Carol's theater buddies) had invited her to go to dinner with them. She had also left instructions for reheating our dinner from the night before.

My heart began pounding when I realized that I had the entire evening to myself and the phone number of a beautiful young girl in my possession. While I prepared my dinner, I couldn't get her out of my mind. Her firm young breasts, just waiting to be squeezed and sucked. Her long smooth legs, oh what I could do between them...

I ate silently, wondering why such a sexy young thing would give me her phone number. Was she just teasing me ?
I just couldn't believe that she could be attracted to a man over twice her age.

After dinner, I cleaned up, still thinking about Brenda. Trying to concentrate on the mindless tv shows available did nothing to distract me. Finally, I grabbed my briefcase, opening it to get my "Palm Pilot". My heart began pounding again, thinking about calling her. What could I possibly say ? Somehow I managed to gain enough courage to dial the number. Hearing her phone ring, I waited for her to answer.

 

[dansemajik]

I had just finished my bath, and had begun liberally dousing my damp skin with the body oil I used. I made it myself, with some simple light sesame oil, and then for scent, I added patchouli oil. It kept my skin soft and gave it a hue as if there was light coming from within.

I smiled when I heard the phone ring. I knew it would be Carl. I knew he would call me. I let it ring three times, picturing him sitting nervous, feeling unsure and slightly guilty about calling me.

I picked the phone up and said, "Hello Carl, how are you tonite?" I didn't wait for him to answer. I said to him and I let my free hand drift down my breasts, down my tight stomach, to the space between my legs. I let my knees fall apart, and I let my fingers slip inot that warm dark place. "I am ready for you Carl. Are you ready for me?"

 

[Gareman]

"What are you ready for ?" I asked, her boldness giving me courage.

"Why don't you tell me what you want."

I was enjoying our conversation. As I talked, I opened my pants and pulled out my hard cock. My hand began stroking my penis, visualizing Brenda's cute body, wanting her to play with me over the phone.

 

[dansemajik]

"Mmmmmm" I said, as I reclined on the sofa, my legs relaxed on the coffee table in front of me. I put the phone on speaker...then I started. "Carl, I have no clothes on. I have just finished spreading body oil all over my body. it is gleaming. Tell me what you want me to do with my hands."

 

[Gareman]

"Brenda, you really surprise me. I've always thought of you as a sweet innocent young girl, but I'm changing my mind quickly."

My hand began stroking my cock, as my mind visualized Brenda, naked and oiled up.

"Brenda, are you a bad girl ?" I asked. "Do you need a daddy to discipline you ?"

 

[dansemajik]

When I heard his voice, my stomach tightened, and I felt myself flush. "Oh, I have been a naughty girl,Carl. Do you need to spank me?" I was letting my fingers glide around my steaming hot, and wet pussy. "How are you going to punish me Carl?" I closed my eyes, and let my mind conjure up an image of him with his dick in hand. I wanted my hands to be around it.

 

[Gareman]

"Well Brenda, I think I'll need to put you over my knee."

My hand stroked my cock, as I imagined the hot little waitress bent helplessly over my lap. I could envision her small firm ass and her long thin legs, exposed to my punishing hands.

"A bad girl like you needs to be taught a lesson."

 

[dansemajik]

I groaned into the phone...
I wanted to feel his hands on my ass, smacking me sharply, I wanted to hear the crack of the slap in the air....

"Oh Carl. I am sorry, I don't mean to be bad...but I just can't help it."

My fingers dipped into my wet pussy...I pulled them out and stuck them in my mouth...."Carl...I taste really good."

 

[Gareman]

My cock tingled at the sound of her young voice, on the other end of the phone.

"Well Brenda, it sounds like you've been a very bad girl. I think you'd better tell me some of the bad things you've done, so I can determine your punishment."

I continued rubbing my hard cock, imagining some of the things Brenda might confess to.

"And be honest, young lady, or your punishment will be worse. I can find out the truth."

 

[dansemajik]

I smiled and was thankful for my imagination....I hadn't had a lot of experience...nothing that would be considered really naughty anyway....but I drew from my creativity...

"There was this time...I think I must have been sixteen. I snuck in a friend of my father's...and I let him do such naughty things to me...my parents were sleeping in the next bedroom. He made me strip for him. I was wearing my pink teddie pajamas...he made me untie the ribbon that held the neck closed. Then...he made me take my breasts in my hands and told me to run my fingers over the nipples to make them hard." I was stroking my pussy slowly, causing tendrils of electricity to run through my body.

"When he was done watching me play with my tits, he told me to play with my pussy, to show him how I made myself cum. So I did....he was fully clothed while I did this...leaning against the headboard of my bed, with my legs spreak wide...I stroked my pussy, just like I am doing now Carl...After I came, he took of his clothes, and showed me how big his dick was...he put it in my mouth and told me what to do with it. After he pulled his dick out of my mouth, he leaned over me and shoved it into my pussy, hard...it was so big. It hurt, and then it felt wonderful...I fucked him every thursday night until last year when I moved out...with my parents never knowing. My Dad used to talk about Ted's hot new girlfriend, he never knew it was me."

I paused then said, "Is that naughty enough for you Carl?"

 

[Gareman]

I could tell by the tone in her voice that she was concocting a story to entertain me. My impression was that she really wasn't very sexually experienced, but wanted to experiment a little. I however, played along, fighting my conscience and diving in deeper.

"Brenda, you've been a very bad girl, worse than I had thought. I'm going to have to take care of this immediately."

My hand stroked my cock deftly, imagining sweet little Brenda sucking it in her cute mouth.

"Meet me on the corner of Main and Jackson in an hour... and wear something that your father would not be ashamed to see yoou in."

I hung up the phone, my heart beating a mile a minute, wondering what I had just done.

 

[dansemajik]

His voice was abrupt, but with an edge of something more...
I smiled as I walked to my closet to pick out the perfect outfit....

I looked at myself in the full length mirror in my bathroom...The black pleated skirt stopped just above my knees...I wore a white oxford shirt, with my school crest on the pocket, and over that, the black and red checked vest that completed my high school uniform. I pulled on the white knee socks, remembering how much I had hated wearing this outfit. I slipped the black loafers on my feet...

Under my clothes was something of a surprise....I smiled a wicked little smile as I pulled my mazda onto the street...Twenty more minutes....and Carl would be mine...or would I be his? It didn't matter, it would be a night of discovery for both of us.


OOC:Gareman...I won't be able to respond for a few days. I am moving to Little Rock....I will be changing my email information on my profile...I will send you an email with the new one ok? Hugs, and I will get back to you and this great thread as soon as I get settled in...
T.

 

[dansemajik]

OOC: I am able to write now Gareman...anytime you like, just holler at me...from now on...write me at dansemajik@yahoo.com

Hugs
T.

 

[Gareman]

I wondered if Brenda would really show up. She had put on a pretty good act at the restaurant earlier, but she was still a kid. I showered and dressed quickly. Putting all guilt aside, I got into my car and drove to our meeting place.

Throughout the drive, I imagined sweet little Brenda completely at my mercy. I hoped she would wear something very conservative to feed my evil fantasy of taking an innocent young girl places she had never been before sexually.

My cock hardened again, imagining her young firm body naked. Since lunchtime it was all I could think of. Now it was about to become a reality.

Rounding the corner onto Main, I slowed down and turned into the small parking lot on Jackson. I noticed a Mazda parked near the front of the lot. Moving closer, I saw Brenda waiting...


OOC: Good to have you back Danse.

[Edited by Gareman on 04-26-2001 at 06:43 PM]

 

[dansemajik]

I stood beside my little silver mazda, in my old school uniform...I knew what I looked like to him. I probably looked like his daughter...at least from a distance. I had not put on a lot of makeup...just a little lip gloss and some mascara.

I felt jittery and excited as well as a little scared...

He pulled up beside me and I waited for instructions.

OOC: good to be back. Move went well. Job is great, and things are getting back in line.....Hugs, T.

 

[Gareman]

Brenda looked so young and innocent, standing by her car. I fought the urge to drive away, envisioning my own daughter before me. The obvious incestuous overtones made me feel a sense of guilt, but I had to have this young beauty.

Motioning for her to get into my car, I felt my cock hardening again. Would we really go through with this ? Would she back out, realizing what a bad idea this was ? I watched her walk around to the passenger side, staring at her sexy body and thinking thoughts a married man my age probably shouldn't be thinking. God she was cute ! I had to get beyond my guilt and satisfy the sexual urges that she had stirred within me.

I waited, hoping she would get in...