Story Four- My Waiter Is Hotter Than Yours

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I was just sitting at a table, with my brother and his wife, meeting them for dinner tonight. The newlyweds had married only a few months before, and I, still single, felt like a third wheel with them around.

We chit chatted for a while before looking over our menus to decide what we wanted. When we had finally chosen, my brother signaled for a waiter to come to the table to join us.

I knew he was there. I felt his presence behind me as he took first my brother's order, then my sister in law's, but what I didn't know was how sexy this man really was.

"And what can I do for you, ma'am?" He asked.

"I would like the roasted chicken salad and a glass of your special red, please." I glanced up, and that's when I saw the obvious brilliance in the design of this man.

He was tall, with dark, tanned skin. His hair fell in black curls on top of his head, his almond eyes gazing right at mine. He smirked as he caught me checking him out, but I couldn't help it. The man brought fantasies to my head, but not necessarily unwanted ones.

The man walked away to place the order, coming back shortly to give us our glasses and fill them up with our wine. "If there is anything else I can do for you, anything at all, please, let me know."

I swear he was looking at me when he said that.

Fifteen minutes later, the waiter came back with a bottle of wine. He said something, but I was too lost in the thought of my fantasies to hear. I heard him laugh and say it again. "Ma'am?"

I looked up "Oh, yes?"

"Would you like me to fill you up?" He asked.

Oh Hell yes I would... When I realized he was talking about the wine I simply nodded to him. After he left, our food still hadn't yet arrived. My brother, always impatient, got up and went to talk to the manager or the chef, his wife tailing close behind to stop him. Now alone, I noticed my waiter looking at me through a doorway. He motioned for me to come, and follow him, and he disappeared into the entry way. I stood up from the table, getting wet with anticipation as I thought of what he might want from me. I walked out of the door, into a hallway where he stood. He put his hand on my lower back as he pushed me into a room in the back of the restaurant as he whispered in my ear, "I've been watching you. I saw you watching me. I fucking want you, and I know you want me."

When we reached the back room, he pulled me into it, closed the door, and pushed me against it. No words were said as his lips met my neck, kissing and sucking. His lips trailed over my skin, finally reaching my lips and he kissed me. His tongue ran over my bottom lip and I pressed my waist to his. I gasped as I felt just how big the size of his erection was, and he laughed, dark and heartily. "You don't even know the half of it yet, baby. But you will."

He picked me up, his hands holding my up by my ass, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Kissing my neck, he walked over to a box freezer in the corner of the room and sat me down on it. He untangled himself from me, and forced open my legs with his hands. He went up my short dress, his warm hands sliding up my inner thighs, getting me hot by only the touch of his skin. He laughed and said, "If I can just touch your skin and get you wet, I don't think you'll last even a few minutes before you come." He finally slipped off my panties and pushed my dress up over my waist. He reached down and began to undo his belt and his pants, pulling out his large erection. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him, sliding into me as he did so.

I gasped at the feeling; the shock and pleasure surging through my body. He began to rock me on his hard length, pumping in and out of me, pleasing me with each thrust. I began to call out for him, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.." Over and over again. I moved my hips in time with him. My aching pussy slammed against his dick, and I swiveled my hips, wanting him to feel every inch inside if me. He He moaned when I finally came, my orgasm tearing throughout my body, his dick being covered with me.

He pulled out before he too came, releasing himself onto my thighs. He pulled my head to his and kissed me, long and hard, before zipping his pants back up, and walking out of the room. I laid there in shock, before standing up and cleaning myself up, and adjusted my dress.

"Well. That was the best fuck I think I've ever had." And I left to meet my brother and sister in law at the table. After all, I had only been gone five minutes anyways.


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