Freddy sat in his car staring up at the sign on the front of the restaurant. Peaks and Valleys. "Experience the tallest peaks and the tightest valleys."
"Gross," Freddy thought with shame, knowing he was about to walk in. He had never been to or never would have expected to go to a breastaurant like Hooters or The Tilted Kilt, but there were a lot of things he hadn't expected that happened in the past year.
He got married at 23 years old. That was expected at least. Victoria and he had been together for 8 years, since their freshman year of high school together. They had moved to the suburbs of a city he had never been to to be closer to her step-mom. Then they got divorced at 24 when Victoria fucked her new boss within two weeks of starting a new job.
Freddy let out a sigh. A 24 year old divorcee about to walk into a restaurant whose marketing strategy is big tits and tight asses.
"Were the asses supposed to be the valleys?" He thought to himself as he exited his car and walked through the front door. He was immediately hit by the smell of fried food and a pumping AC system. Freddy shivered, and couldn't tell if it was the stale smell or the cold air.
The next thing he was hit by was the sight of the girl standing behind the hostess stand. She couldn't have been older than 21. Straight black hair with bangs framed a cute face with an upturned nose. Her hair fell to the top of her chest, which was squeezed into a tight, white, tank top. Her tits weren't as big as the tagline of the restaurant would suggest, but the neckline of the shirt was deep enough to show ample cleavage. Her nipples were very visible poking through the thin fabric.
"That explains the AC." Freddy muttered to himself as he walked up to the girl.
"Welcome to Peaks and Valleys! Dining alone tonight?" She greeted him enthusiastically with a smile.
That's probably not the only time she's going to say that tonight. Freddy thought, but he tried to hide his embarrassment and sound casual in his response of "yep".
"Anywhere you'd like then! Your server will come around with a menu once you're seated."
"Thanks, Jenny." Freddy responded, taking the chance to look at her tits one last time and hide the glance behind reading her name tag.
He walked past the booths and took a seat at a high top with a good view of a tv behind the bar. It was 8 o'clock and a basketball game was on. Freddy didn't care much for basketball, but it was a decent, veiled excuse for coming somewhere like this alone.
He looked around at the other patrons of Peaks and Valleys. 95% were men. Most in groups of two or four laughing and putting back beer and staring at the servers swinging their hips in an obvious attempt at better tips. There were some single diners. Most at the bar, but some at tables. Freddy thought they all looked pretty sad eating alone, but he may have been projecting his own insecurity.
A pretty voice jolted him out of his thoughts and made him physically jump.
"Hiya! Here's a menu, can I start you off with something to drink?"
Freddy turned to look at his waitress and his heart leapt into his throat. She was absolutely gorgeous. Long wavy brown hair cascaded around a heart shaped face. You could tell the natural color was dark brown, but bleaching by the sun had added blonde highlights. Long eyelashes hung over piercing dark blue eyes, above a button nose, above full lips coated in subtle peach lipstick.
He felt like he was staring into her face for way too long, but it must have only been a moment because she continued speaking with no annoyance.
"You know most guys are entranced by us servers, not the other people eating here," She smiled.
Freddy smiled back and chuckled, "I can see why."
His face immediately fell. "Holy shit what a disgusting thing to say. Oh my god I'm so sorry, I don't mean to objectify you. I just mean you're very pretty."
The waitress laughed, "It's not a problem. I mean I'm the one that works at Peaks and Valleys. I'm kind of asking for it aren't I?"
"You absolutely are not asking for anything," Freddy continued. There was a pause as the waitress softly smiled in his direction and Freddy stared into her eyes back. "Uhhh, I'll just have whatever lager you guys have." He continued, as not to extend this painful experience longer than needed.
"One lager, you got it. My name is Callie, let me know if you have any questions." Callie smiled as she turned and headed to another table.
Freddy had been stunned by her face, but now he had time while she wasn't paying attention to him to take in the rest of her body. The natural blond highlights in her hair made him think of a beach volleyball player, and the rest of her body did the same.
The Peaks and Valleys tank top looked even better on Callie than the hostess, probably in part to the bigger tits under the plunging neckline. She had to have at least large C's if not D's compared to the small B's of the raven haired girl, but her nipples were similarly protruding. No bra must also be part of the uniform. Her breasts overhang a tight, athletic waist that couldn't have any fat on it. Her hips widened into an even tighter ass.
The bottoms of the uniform could barely be called shorts. Maybe this is where the thought of volleyball players entered into Freddy's mind, because the servers all wore small tight spandex that cut pretty close to the ass. A girl like Callie, who obviously did a lot of squats and had a round bubble butt, had trouble keeping the bottom of her ass cheeks from peaking under the booty shorts. And when she turned in his direction, Freddy saw a clear cameltoe between her long tanned legs.
Freddy had definitely been stunned by her beauty, but his heart had leapt because he knew this girl. Callie lived next door to him.
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She had moved in about two weeks ago, or at least that was when Freddy had first noticed her. He had been pretty depressed after Victoria moved out of their place three months ago, and Freddy didn't leave the house very much. One of the only perks of living in the suburbs is the size of the houses you can get, so there wasn't much he needed to leave for.
He worked from home (thanks Covid), ordered all of his groceries and meals (thanks doordash), and had some weights and workout equipment in the garage. He could move from his bedroom, to his office, to the gym, to the kitchen, and back to bed without having to step foot outside.
Freddy worked in sales and was pretty damn good at it, which meant he had not much oversight and a lot of down time. As long as he hit his numbers, his boss didn't care. That meant a lot of staring out the window during his work day. It was during one of these moments of day dreaming that he first saw Callie.
Freddy's office in his house was on the second floor, and the window looked straight into the backyard of his neighbors. Up until now, it had been a boring sight. A well manicured lawn with an unused hot tub right outside the back door.
Then one day about two weeks later, his interest in the neighbors yard skyrocketed. He noticed Callie, laying on a deck chair, in a bathing suit. Her body was glistening with a thin film of sweat in the sun. A small tan bikini barely covered her privates, but the color was so close to her tanned body that it didn't look like she was wearing anything at all.
She was wearing sunglasses and reading a book, unaware of her voyeur not 20 feet above her. Freddy stared for what felt like hours at this new seductress tanning outside. He didn't notice his erection until she flipped over and untied her top. Her bikini turned out to be a thong swimsuit and he had a full view of her essentially naked ass. She laid on her belly, and her tits spilled out the side of her, flattened against the deck chair.
Freddy had instinctively reached down to adjust himself when his sweatpants had felt tight, and felt his hand slip around his rock hard cock. He started jerking off vigorously for a couple of seconds before jumping up and running to grab his binoculars. He had to see if he could catch a glimpse of her nipples or pussy.
Unfortunately for Freddy, when he got back to his perch she was gone. He sat staring out the window until the sun started to set before he gave up on seeing her again that day.
That night he had wrestled with a lot of feelings. The creepiness of watching someone tanning outside his window, the absolute unparalleled levels of horniness of watching someone tanning outside his window (he hadn't been in the mood to even jerk off since Victoria had left, so this welcome bikini clad sight had been an opening of the floodgates), and the loneliness that he had been experiencing for the past three months.
Now that the outdoors was much more interesting to him, he found himself glancing out the window more and more. He wasn't sure if something had changed, or if he had never noticed it before, but the shades were drawn open in the window directly across from his office. He had a direct sight into the room, and specifically a full length mirror angled perfectly reflecting a neatly made bed.
Freddy's heart fluttered at the thought of what he could peek at through this window. Before he did any of that though, he had to ensure he was entirely concealed. He pulled his shades down all the way, except for a sliver at the bottom. He had to be laying almost completely flat on his desk to see through the gap. If he turned off the lights in the room (which he did), the way an awning shadowed his window there was no seeing inside it. Only out.
Freddy was lucky he had sprung to action, because his efforts were fruitful that very night. After work, he went to his garage gym and did his daily work out. He made himself a protein shake and took his seat back in his office. He looked out the window and waited.
