"I just love Tarpon Springs." My wife almost sang as we walked down the sidewalk that led through the little square to the main street along the pier. "No matter how many times I come here it always seems so special."
"I just wish I lived close enough to come more often like you two." My sister who was visiting from out of state quickly added.
"OK gals." I turned to look back at them as I led the way though the crowd, "Follow me quickly or we won't be able to get a table."
I knew exactly how to find it. My wife and I had been here probably thirty times in the fifteen years we'd lived in Florida. It was not only my wife's favorite restaurant but also one of my sister's after being here only a few times over the years. It was a real Greek restaurant in a real Greek community. The food wasn't my actual favorite too, but the atmosphere was up there pretty high on my list.
I'm a voyeur and always have been. Absolutely love to people watch and can read a story in almost anyone. And, my stories are almost certain to me erotic in nature.
Now the Greek women aren't exactly beautiful but they have such a sexual air to them. My wife tells me the Greek men are very attractive and sexy but to me, a man's only appeal is a good personality and a nice cock so I really wouldn't be the judge. And here at this little dockside community there is such a selection of the local Greek community and an international smorgasbord of tourists to observe.
If you've read any of my previous stories you might remember "Surprising Quisine" which also took place here. My wife and I always look for that particular waitress when we're here but I guess she left for good.
"Let's sit on the sidewalk if we can." My wife grabbed my arm as we walked to the restaurant.
"That's a good table." I pointed to one in the corner right by the open full window that was overlooking the sidewalk. "Come on gals, let's hurry."
"Outside please." My sister told the greeter as she stepped up into the restaurant just in front of us.
We weren't in time for the exact table I wanted but got one diagonally across from it. Two young men and a young woman had managed to get it just ahead of us. They were all three in their early thirties or late twenties and attractive. I wondered where they'd come from because I hadn't noticed them in front of us and they must have just arrived because the table had been vacant only minutes before. And, I know I would have noticed young attractive people if I'd seen them.
"What are you getting?" My sister asked my wife as they looked at the menu.
"The salad of course," my wife instantly replied as she looked at the menu then finished, "and the grouper sandwich too I think."
"I think I'll have the salad and some sandwich too," my sister thought a little while then asked, "have you had the grouper sandwich before?"
I noticed that the young woman, who had her back to me but I could see her face in a mirrored wall behind the young man across the table from her, was smiling broadly at the young man across from her. The other young man, who was sitting beside her was curiously watching her and the other young man... turning his head back and forth with the conversation like an official at a tennis match.
"What are you getting?" either my wife or my sister asked... or maybe both at the same time, I just wasn't sure.
"I'll get the salad for sure... and I guess the grouper too." I glanced at my three young people again then back at my sister and wife and finished, "and a Michelob light."
The young woman pulled one of her muscular young legs up under her in the chair. She was leaning across the table to get a little bit closer to the young man across it from her. I noticed her legs more now and they were very nice. her shorts were conservative... in fact her clothes were conservative, nothing provocative or sexy, but she starting to become very sexy. I think when a woman starts to think about sex she has a tendency to let her sexuality show in a way that most women try to conceal most of the time. This was obvious a sexy moment for this young woman and I was sharing it.
"I'll have a margarita on the rocks and also a glass of water." My wife's voice was slightly louder and caught my attention.
"I think ice tea is all." My sister added.