Sveta always liked a rich men. She liked their big money, their houses, their self-respect and their cars. And being only the waitress in the small cafe in Toronto, she was very jealous about their luck. And she always dreamed about the moment then some really rich man will mark her and let her come into his life, without troubles about the money. She emigrated from Ukraine thinking that she will somehow find this life in Kanada, but alas! There was no anything like this here. Of course, there were a lot of rich people here, but they do not marked her!
And she was a beautiful girl indeed. 20 years old natural blonde, with a slim tanned body, full lips and blue eyes. She always tried to look sexy, wearing miniskirts and tight tops, when the weather allowed this, so she definitely had a slutty look. All the guys, of course, tried to seduce her, but she rejected them: they was no rich enough. And being a hot girl she wanted to have sex, but she opressed this wishings.
This morning was a most common and uninteresting. It was a nice weather, really hot and sunny day in the middle of July. There was no work at all, so Sveta sat on the chair outside the cafe and stared at the road. The thoughts about sex came to her and now was on the edge of the mind, waiting patiently for some moment to start warming her.
She heard the sound of car coming to the parking in front of cafe, and when she raised her eyes to look what it was, she saw him.
Well, first she saw his car: yellow Ferrari. She knew that it was Ferrari, but of course she couldn`t recognize what model it was, but it doesn`t mattered. It was a nice yellow Ferrari, very expansive car, and she knew it well.
Then she saw him: guy who drove this car. Then he parked Ferrari and came out of it, Sveta stared at him. He was tall, dressed very commonly, handsome-looking, and he wore sunglasses. Just a guy, very usual, but his car was most unusual, so Sveta looked at him admiringly. So this is at last: someone rich who parked his car just in front of her dull cafe! Guy looked at her and smiled, and she smiled him back, raising from her chair.
“How can I help you?” –she asked with her most charming voice. She thought for a second and hastily added: “Sir.”
Guy stood for a moment without answering, looking at her closely. Then he smiled and answered:
“I hope that you can help me, miss”.
Alan Freeman always wanted to fuck a waitress. It was his own small fetish: a thought about the young, beautiful waitress on her knees with his cock in her hot mouth. Sometimes he thought that a maid will be better, but usually it was a dream about a waitress that turned him on. He even used a prostitutes some time for the only one reason: he dressed them in the sexy waitress uniform and then fucked them with a certain satisfaction.
Unfortunately, he never get the chance to seduce a real waitress, but he tried every time he saw someone pretty.
Today he took a car that belonged to his friend Morris and drove along the streets without any clear purpose: he just liked this Ferrari and sometimes his buddy let him use it for a while. And after the hour of an aimless driving he parked in front of some cafe to buy some drink and suddenly saw her.
It was like if someone heard his prayers and created this pretty young thing just for him: blonde, blue-eyed waitress, dressed in short tight blue skirt and white top, sitting lonely in the sun. He smiled to her and she smiled him back, and said something about how she can help him, and she added “Sir”.
He looked at her, smiling, and replied her, and everything was going to be fine today. Finally he found what he searched for.
Sveta brought him sodium water, as he asked her, and she stood near to him, do not wishing to leave him. She felt her hands trembling a little. She wanted this guy badly, since the first time she saw his car. He could even be old and fat, and he was not. She stepped in front of him, seeing that he looked at her legs. She was proud about her body: it was perfect. She sunbathed almost everyday, and she never ate anything that contained cholesterol. She was worthy to look at, and she knew it. And this guy looked at her and smiled. His smile, perhaps, looked more like a grin, but Sveta thought it was charming.
“Can I give you something else, Sir?”
She wasn`t willing to go. She waited for his answer and hoped desperstely that it will something encouraging.
He said:
“Perhaps you will tell me what`s your name, miss?”
“Sir…”
“Please, call me Alan. What`s your name?” – he smiled at her.
“Svetlana…Please, call me Sveta.”
“Such a beautiful name.”
Girl was ready. Alan was restless in his mind, even if he looked calm. This girl was just out of his dreams, and she wanted him. She looked at him, smiled, and talked with him cautiously. She think that I`m rich, Alan grinned to himself. And this thing matter very much to this girl, no doubt. Well, let`s use it.
They talked for some time, and finally she asked him about his work.
“Well, I`m businessman, you know.” – Alan answered nonchalantly.
“And…It`s a big business, Alan?” – girl asked greedily.
“Big.” – he`ll never beleive that he could lie so boldly. He worked on the gas station. But now he must tell her anything that will help him to get into her pants. It was easy task. Girl believed him.
