Another day, another jib joint. They're all the same, I thought as I pushed through the door to the diner. My brother Dean was right behind me, and without even looking I knew he was on the lookout for the ever-present pie counter all these places seemed to have.
I found a place to sit and looked out the window as Dean slid into the booth across from me. I pushed my hair off my face and looked at the back of the menu Dean had picked up.
Before he could decide what he wanted, their waitress walked up and introduced herself. I didn't overly care until I heard Dean's 'flirty' voice responding instead of his normal voice, "Hi Lisa! I'm Dean, this is Sam and we'll be your customers today. Can you get us some waters maybe?"
Dean didn't usually turn on the charm unless he wanted something, so when I looked up to see what it was I found himself staring into a pair of big, full, breasts, and up into a beautifully symmetric face with big dark eyes and thick lashes. No wonder Dean was drooling like a wolf. Even walking away, this woman was stunning!
Glancing towards my brother I realized Dean was thinking the same thing.
Unbelievable. Every time.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"What?"
"Can you NOT try to bang every female around every case we get?"
"Hey, I'm not doing anything. I'm tired. You got me up at asscrack early this morning. I'm hungry and she's pretty. I'm just being nice."
"Whatever dude," I sighed and picked up the menu.
What can I do to outshine dickhead over here,
I thought to myself.
For fuck's sake, I shouldn't have to compete with my own brother everytime there's a female anywhere.
She returned with their water and took our orders like a professional. When she took our menus though, her fingers touched mine. I subtly moved my thumb across hers as she took the menu from my hand and it was like Dean disappeared entirely. She gave me a red, white and gorgeous smile and turned away, the hips swinging again.
"Sammy! Earth to Samuel!" Dean was snapping his fingers in front of my face.
"What!?"
"Don't break your neck or anything, jeez bro! Could you be less subtle?"
"Oh this is coming from
you,
" I retorted, "If you were any less subtle you'd be yelling 'ah-ooga' as your eyes popped out of your head like a cartoon character!"
Dean raised his eyebrows and shrugged, conceding.
Exactly.
When she returned with our food, I made a point of staring out the window again. I wasn't going to be the stalky one. No woman is worth my dignity.
When I looked back, Dean had seemingly been hypnotized by her, admittedly mesmerizing, cleavage.
"AHEM," I smiled at Lisa, who knew what she was doing. He'd been caught, all 3 of us knew it, and it was great seeing him so embarrassed.
"Well. This looks good enough to eat. Thank you Lisa," Dean used her name to try and redeem himself. I knew better. He thought he was playing with her, but this woman was playing with
him.
"You're
very
welcome," she purred; looked at me before walking away. She was a natural beauty. Clear skin, thick auburn hair I wanted to get my hands into. I wanted to wrap that long hair around my hand, pull her head back and lick her cleavage, feel her skin on my tongue. I could feel a response from my dick as I pictured biting her neck up to her jaw, just below her ear, wondering what her moan would sound like...
I took a sip of water and decided to plow into my meal instead. The morning's activities had made us both hungry and we ate in relative silence, mostly chewing and watching Lisa move around the diner.
How can I get her attention without Troglodyte butting in?
I tried to think about the next steps in our case instead but it was difficult.
Dean went to the bathroom for a few and since I no longer saw Lisa, I flagged down another server and asked for a couple pieces of pie. Maybe a bloated Dean would be a less amorous Dean and I could finally get in somewhere.
When Lisa brought our desserts, I had to make a major effort to control myself and keep from acting on my impulses. She set them down, bending over just a bit more than necessary. I saw her pulse throb in the graceful curve of her neck and suddenly wanted to shove everything off the table with one arm, grab her around her shapely little waist with the other and fuck her right there on the table in front of the whole restaurant. I clenched my jaw and looked her in the eye as she stood up, wondering if I could send her that picture telepathically.
God, the things I would do to that perfect body.
Maybe it worked, I don't know, but she walked away a little slower, a little less smoothly.
I'll definitely shake you, to the core if you let me.
I felt an ache start within me. I really wanted her.
I didn't know when I'd get the chance again, but I planned on coming back some time today to ask her out. I just needed to get away from Dean. I tried to think of something to do in this shit town (besides hunt for zombie murderers, etc.) to entertain her but all I could think about was sinking into her warmth. She would be so wet, and I'd bet money she wasn't a shaver like women all seemed to be nowadays: her patch of fluff down there would be soft, silky and the same beautiful auburn color as her hair. I would run my fingers through it, feel her soft pillow of skin under it, smell her scent-
"Aww, Sammy, just what I always wanted, you shouldn't have," Dean had returned from the bathroom.
"Believe it or not, a shot of apple pie looked pretty good to me today," I said, digging in.
"So what's on the agenda for this afternoon?" he asked, his mouth full.
"I'm thinking I'd talk to a few of the neighbors, see if they saw anything. I saw a few Nosey Nancy-types while we were out there this morning. We're gonna need to see what those dumbass kids were talking about in the newspaper last time. Maybe you could track them down."
I scribbled a note on a business card before we left and put it with the check. All I could do was hope she saw me behind my brother.
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I came back to the hotel room to Dean coming out of the bathroom with a towel on.
"Did you find the kids?" I asked.
"Not all of them. Three outta four ain't bad. They remembered things about the mom disappearing and the moving people acting weird. It's possible we've got something different. Is an invisible chupacabra a real thing?" He grabbed my towel from the other hook, ruffled his hair with it and threw it on the bathroom floor.
Jerk.
I looked at my notebook as he got dressed.
"Not that I've read about, but there's a first time for everything. What are you doing?" I asked him suspiciously as he squirted gel into his hand.
"I'm building a boat dumbass, what's it look like?"
"It looks like you're getting ready to go out. Where you going?"
He better not...
"What's with all the questions? I've got a date."
"That's what I thought. We have shit to do, you can't just be out all night to get your rocks off again when we've got an unknown this time!"
"Well the unknown will still be there tomorrow. Lisa may not be."
