There's this one restaurant that's one of my favorite places to go for a night out. The food is phenomenal, the ambiance inviting, and the service is great. Dan knows this and chose to take me there for a midweek surprise dinner just because. He loves to spoil me.
I wore a cute, casual top with a flirty hem, capris, and a pair of sandals. Dan looked extra handsome in a grey Henley. When we got to the restaurant, they sat us at a table near the back in a little alcove. It was very romantic and I could feel myself getting excited for what the night might have in store. My pulse fluttered against my ribcage and I bit my lip, flushing. Dan just smiled.
The waitress came to take our drink orders and I noticed immediately how pretty she was, with light blonde hair pulled back from her face, green eyes, and pouty pink lips. Beneath the uniform of a white shirt and black slacks, her body was stunning. She was curvy for such a tiny girl. I guessed she was maybe all of 5'2 and slender, with 36DDD's. She was wearing a little makeup, just enough to highlight her bright eyes and lips.
She introduced herself as Valerie and smiled. With dimples. The girl was seriously beautiful. When she returned with our drinks, Dan asked her what was good on the menu. We'd been there before, but he loved to strike up conversations with pretty girls to tease me. He even winked at me. The muscles of my stomach went tight and I squeezed my legs together. Watching Valerie light up as Dan asked where she was from -- Iowa -- and how she'd ended up out West -- school -- made me think all kinds of dirty thoughts about seeing them together in a much more private setting. My thoughts must have shown on my face, because I felt Dan's foot nudge mine under the table.
I said, "I'm sorry, what?" and both Dan and Valerie chuckled. I felt my face heat up when I realized that I had missed some of the conversation just staring at them. We ordered then and Valerie left us with a gentle touch on my shoulder. By the time she brought us our food, I knew what I wanted.
"Do you think she's pretty?" I asked Dan. He laughed.
"Yeah, of course, I do. She's gorgeous."
"I think so too."
Dan smiled and took my hand as someone cleaned away our plates. I imagined his big, tanned hands on Valerie's pale skin and smiled back.
I waited until Dan had gotten up to go to the bathroom before signaling Valerie over. She gave me another of those adorable dimpled smiles and asked if I needed anything else. I beckoned her closer. She smelled like peaches.
"Would you maybe want to come hang out after your shift?" I asked. I don't know if she knew exactly what I had in mind, but she readily agreed. Her eyes were sparkling when she dropped off the bill.
While Dan showered, I made up the bed with fresh sheets. I wanted our home to be inviting and comfortable for our new friend.
Valerie arrived right on time and she had changed out of her waitressing uniform. She wore a slinky white sundress that managed to look both innocent and naughty at the same time. It hugged her curves and the fabric was so thin I could glimpse white lace beneath. She'd let her hair down and it fell in soft waves to her bare shoulders. I greeted her at the door and invited her in, showing her around our place.
"Where's Dan?" she asked shyly, coiling a strand of her hair around one finger.
"He's in the bedroom."
