Every time we went there, she was there.
Beautiful-with brown straight hair half way down her back, in a mini with amazing muscular legs and beautiful green eyes. She drove me crazy.
As she walked up to our area, I felt my face get red hot as she smiled at me.
"Hey guys, welcome back to Gonzos. Starting with shots or mixed?"
Shots were the consensus from the table of 14.
This is where we came every game night. Gonzos, the sports bar down the road that was cheap, good beer, lots of TVs and super hot waitresses. So we had made ourselves regulars. Helen would tease the new additions when they came, by shots or flirting relentlessly then getting pissed off when they tried to make a move. But when I started coming it was smiles and drinks nonstop. And ass grabbing while drunk, endless winks, leg shots, bending over and invites out to smoke. I never liked girls before but this girl just did something that made me need new panties at the end of every night.
Derek was out of town again, business did that a lot, but we were ok with it. We would web cam and send sexy pictures and messages while we were apart and have the craziest sex that just keeps getting better and better when he got home.
So I texted him.
'Baby, this waitress is driving me nuts. She's hitting on me like crazy! OMG she's making me want some dick bad'
'...well, get her number and when I come home maybe we can have a 3some, if you are ok with it.'
'You know I've never...but idk, she is fucking hot. I think I'd need to try it on my own before I added you into it. I'm just not sure how to feel about her. God she's fucking sexy. We need to webcam tonight; maybe I'll surprise you with her there too ;) '
'OK baby, that's fine with me! Have a good night, don't get kicked out'
So I had permission from the husband to get some pussy that night. OMG...what do I do?! I've never been in this situation before......
I lean over to my good friend and tell him what Helens legs and butt were doing to me. He agreed and said that it would totally be worth it and I should at least leave her my number.
As the night went on, we watched the game, my drink was always full and I was feeling pretty loose. Every now and again Helen would invite me outside to sit while she smoked and we would talk about how disgusting most of the guys were being-especially one at my table. As one of the other girls came out we filled her in on the conversation and decided Helen needed to do her thing and tear his world apart. That was a huge mistake for me.
As she flirted and touched and brought out shots for Mr. big guy, all I could do was watch helplessly as she flaunted around, and pray she would come back to me again soon, touching my back asking if I was ok, bringing me a drink and grabbing my hand when she sat it down.