Shift Coverage
Swing shift again. Nothing out of the ordinary at the plant. Shift went fairly fast with no real problems. Weather was good, systems were running hot-straight-and normal. The Shift foreman was civil and the guys in the control room pretty much left me alone. All-in-all a good night. As soon as turnover was complete and 'in the book' I took off for the diner to see Tina.
I arrived in short order and was surprised to see Dianne behind the counter where Tina was usually standing waiting for me. She was smiling as she put a cup of coffee on the counter where I usually sat. I walked over slowly, looking around the diner, and seeing no sign of Tina I sat down looking at Dianne.
Dianne: "Tina's not here. She got called back home. Two of her kids are sick; they're vomiting all over the place and Tina's mom was unable to keep up with it. She called me to come in and cover for her. So, I'm glad to see you."
Me: "Is she all right? She's not sick, too?"
Dianne: "No, she seemed to be OK. Why don't you give me your order and then call her?"
Me: "Do you think that she'll still be up?"
Dianne: "Probably. But even if she's in bed; I'm willing to bet that she would like to hear from you."
So, I quickly looked through the menu and selected something that I probably wouldn't get if Tina was watching over me: "I'll have the ham and cheddar omelet, please."
Dianne: "Really? Tina warned me about your terrible eating habits."
I nodded my assent but didn't change the order. Dianne went into the back as I pushed the quick dial for Tina on my cell phone. Two rings and she answered: "Hello, I'm so glad to hear from you. How did your shift go?"
Me: "Work is work; no problems tonight. How are you and how are the kids?"
Tina: "They're apparently suffering from some spoiled chocolate milk. They're feeling better now and not puking all over the place. My mom is exhausted from dealing with them for the first two hours."
Me: "So, they're OK now?"
Tina: "Yes. They're so OK that they're going to school tomorrow."
Me: "I'm happy to hear that they're feeling better. Why don't you try to get some rest?"
Tina: "Thanks, I will. I may stop by tomorrow, leave the door open for me, OK?"
Me: "My door is always open to you. Why don't I just get you a key?"
Tina: "Maybe, someday. Oh, why not? Yes, you can get me a key. Does that make you feel better?"
Me: "Being with you is what makes me feel better. It's not a commitment; it's just a convenience."
Tina: "Well, as long as you put it that way then I'm a little happier with the idea. Listen, as long as you're there and Dianne is there; you should talk to her a little and get to know her a little better. She really likes you and I like the both of you; so, communicate. She might have something interesting to tell you. Goodnight, I'll likely see you tomorrow."
I was just wishing her a good night when Dianne came back from the kitchen carrying my omelet and a small glass of orange juice. She put the plate in front of me saying: "A slice of ham, two whole wheat pancakes and a slice of melon."
I looked at the plate. There was a nice big fat omelet there along with some home fries: "Yes ma'am, and thank you."
Dianne poured herself a coffee and sat next to me at the counter. There were no other customers in the diner at that time so we had the opportunity to talk.
Me: "So, how are things going for you?"
Dianne: "A lot better now that I'm not quite so 'tense'."
Me: "Happy to help out. Before I go any further, I just have to tell you: You are an extremely attractive woman and it is an honor and a privilege to be near you. Being 'with' you is above and beyond anything that I could have imagined. Thank you for letting me be there."
Dianne: "I appreciate everything that you do; and everyone that you do, for that matter." She giggled at the little joke. "Want to know a little secret?"
Me: "Sure."
Dianne got up and walked around the counter: "Remember that first night that you met Tina?" I nodded yes. "Well, this is the same uniform that she was wearing that night. Do you recognize it?"
Me: "I'm not sure that I would recognize it. I was looking more at Tina's butt and legs as she leaned into that ice cream cooler behind you."
Dianne went back behind the counter, turned around and opened the cooler lid: "You mean like this?" She bent at the waist putting her arms and head down into the cooler. The short skirt rode up her legs to where I could see the bottom edge of her ass cheeks. I couldn't see any panties, though.
Me: "Yes, I recognize it now and it still looks great."
Dianne straightened herself up, closed the cooler lid and turned back to face me: "Good, I was hoping that you would remember."
Me: "Thong?"
Dianne: "Yes, did you see it?"
Me: "No, the skirt didn't go that high. But, I did see the bare bottoms of your cute little butt cheeks so. . . I just concluded that you were wearing a thong. What color is it?"
Dianne lifted up the front of her skirt letting me see her pretty little mound; her light green lacey covered mound. Wow, she really looked good.
Dianne's eyes darted toward the door. She quickly dropped her skirt back down and smoothed her lap with her palm: "Customers."
I looked toward the door. It was a couple of the Security Guards from the plant. They came and sat at the counter a couple of stools down from me. We all knew each other so a couple of nods was all that was required. I finished my meal and opted out of a dessert. I chugged the rest of my Orange Juice while Dianne was taking the Security guys orders. She went into the kitchen and was quickly back. I got up and headed for the men's room, as usual. This time, Dianne was waiting outside the men's room door when I came out. As usual, the hallway was nice and dark. Dianne put her arms around me and pulled me to her for a nice hug. Being a couple of inches shorter than Tina, I lined up with Dianne a little differently; but she still felt really good against me. She lifted her face and kissed me. It was a nice long open mouth wet one with lots of tongue. I managed a quick ass grab while we were kissing. I was half hard by the time that she broke it and headed back into the diner area.
I followed her back after an appropriate amount of time. My bill was waiting on the counter and the guards were eating. I took the bill to the register area and handed it to Dianne along with some cash. She rang it up and gave me my change. I put my usual three bucks down onto the counter and Dianne said: "Thank you, Sir. Please come again soon." It was the way she said 'come' that got me going again. I walked out with half a hard-on. It was a lonely ride home but, at least, Tina may be by tomorrow.
Tina woke me with a nice big cup of coffee at about nine thirty. She sat, fully clothed (Damn) on the side of the bed while I sipped the hot life-giving fluid. I asked how her kids were and she said that they did, in fact, go to school that morning so they must be ok: "Just some bad milk, I guess."