Kaleigh grilled meat but the only meat that she could think about was between a certain server's legs.
She watched Brock carry the meal she made out to a table. Ever since he came to work at Gustav's, she wanted to do more than just give him compliments about his prompt serving and charming personality. She grew wet between her legs whenever he came close by.
God, Brock, I want you, she thought. I want to eat every inch of you.
Closing hour came. By that hour, Brock probably left. Kaleigh helped clean the dishes and put supplies away. She still thought of Brock, and thought he would go home for the day, and that he would have a better-looking girlfriend of his own who he would fuck after a long, hard day's work of receiving tips from other attractive girls who wanted him...for dessert.
Kaleigh was one of the best chefs at Gustav's, but most would not consider her doable. She had acne on her face and she was considered "roly poly." She wore thick black glasses that made her look like a cooking nerd that made her overlooked by most people. This would help build up her sexual frustration, as she was always wanting a man to devour every inch of her.
Then Brock came along, and she could only think of him eating her.
Kaleigh exited Gustav's. She locked the door. A few minutes later, she was walking ahead when she saw a familiar-looking figure about the cross the street. He had a bag slung over his shoulder.
A car sped towards him.
Kaliegh ran ahead and grabbed the young man before the car rammed into him. The man turned around in shock. He had short, dark brown hair and a very athletic figure that a slutty cheerleader would covet.
"Brock?" Kaliegh said.
"Kaleigh?" Brock said in equal shock. "I...shit, I was about ran over..."
"Yeah, I saw that," she said.
"Thank you. I would have been road pizza if you didn't grab me."
Kaleigh smiled. "Yeah, me too." Then Kaleigh noticed the backpack. "So, what are you doing out this late?"
Brock looked down on the ground. "Well, it's kind of embarrassing, but my girlfriend kicked me out of her apartment."
"What for?" Kaleigh asked.
Brock sighed. "When I came in after work, she was fucking another guy. She threw my things at me and told her to get out, that I wasn't good enough for her anymore."
Kaleigh's mouth dropped open. "That's horrible!"
"Yeah," Brock replied. "I was going to head down to the shelter close by-"
"Uhm," Kaleigh uttered. "I am willing to let you spend the night at my place."
Kaleigh gulped. What she said scared her. Brock's eyes went wide, but then he smiled.
"Sure," he said. "I can."
This made Kaleigh feel electric. She grew wet again in anticipation.
Kaleigh and Brock went to Kaleigh's apartment together. When they got inside, Brock set his bag down. Kaleigh turned around and asked "Hey, can I make you something to drink?"
Brock said "Just some water."
"Okay!" Kaleigh filled a glass with water and handed it to Brock. "Are you hungry?"
"Coming to think of it," Brock said. "I wasn't able to snag any food in my bag."
"I can make you something."
"Really? You don't have to-"
