He was perfect, just perfect Gerri thought to herself.
She had been waitressing at an upscale restaurant for over a year now to help pay her way through Nursing School. School and work took up a lot of her time, but lately she'd been feeling the urge to find someone new to play with, and then Steven started working as a waiter. He was 18 and although he was good with customers, seemed a little shy around the women he worked with.
She saw him flirt a little with some of the waitresses closer to his age, but figured he was too intimidated by the 15-year age difference between them to try anything with her. This was to her liking, as it meant she could approach him, setting the tone for the relationship to come.
She started off slowly. Some innocent chat during shared shifts, with a hint of flirting underneath. A brief touch on his arm or back as they stood together. Complimenting him on his looks, and watching him blushingly return the compliment.
Soon enough she deemed it time for the next stage. One night when their shifts ended early, she asked him to join her at the bar for an after-work drink. This soon became a regular occurrence, until one night she feigning car trouble she asked if he could drive her home.
After he pulled up in front of her place, she thanked him for the ride, and leaned in for a hug. She quickly turned the friendly hug into a quick kiss on the lips, followed by a longer one. Glancing down, she knew things were proceeding nicely when she noticed his obvious erection through his pants. Not wanting to rush things, she wished him good night and went inside. she wanted him thinking about that kiss for a few days until their shifts coincided again.
Next time they were working together, she increased her touching of his arms and back, and made sure maintain eye contact. Gerri had been told over the years she had "Bedroom Eyes" and had learned to use them to her advantage. During the course of their conversations, they had both admitted to enjoying smoking a little pot now and then. Steven's face lit up when she suggested they forgo their after-work drink and instead head back to her place to get buzzed.
Steven followed her home and she welcomed him inside her apartment. Gerri had purposely gotten some premium weed for the occasion. She suspected her tolerance was higher due to her years of smoking, and wanted Steven nice and mellow and suggestable. After they smoked a joint together, she was ready to start the next stage of her plan, and steered the conversation towards her Nursing Career.
"So, I've been thinking of going into Postnatal care, I think I'd love taking care of those little babies."
"Yeah, that's be cool." Steven replied, obviously quite high.
"I'm not sure how I feel about circumcision for the boys though."
"Huh, what do you mean?"
"Well, it's still being debated whether or not there are any hygienic benefits. Plus, I think it makes all those little peepees shorter."
"It does? I never heard that."
