The Basement
The young waitress, beautiful, with perfect ebony skin and a body to match, had Chris's attention from the second he caught sight of her. She must be new; Chris regularly had a late breakfast or early lunch two or three times a week. All the waitresses knew him well and had his glass of wine ready before he sat down. He enjoyed their banter as they stopped for a chat between serving other customers. Chris enjoyed the quiet time too, relaxing away from work for only a short time, and felt inspired to continue writing his erotic stories after a wine or two. For some reason, maybe the young waitresses with their tight short skirts and stockings and plenty of young cleavages to be seen sparked Chris's fetish for young waitresses in tight uniforms. Tight black pencil skirts, stockings, and low-cut blouses, inspiring him to indulge his lustful desires. Over the next couple of weeks, the young ebony girl became very chatty, even a bit flirty. Always more than happy to help him choose a meal as she leaned over, giving Chris the tempting sight of her perfect teen bosom. Just enough to expose the lace of her bra, with a hint of areola. Her nipples aroused as they tried to poke through the thin lace. Her skirts seemed to get shorter and shorter with each visit; by this time, the teasing young waitress had Chris's full attention. The silly young eighteen-year-old waitress had no idea what she had started; teasing him could only lead to one thing.
Whether she liked it or not, her sweetness and gorgeous body, and demeaner were the only things stopping Chris from dragging her into the bathroom to bend over a sink and fuck senseless. Chris let it go as he enjoyed watching her find new ways to catch his attention, Chris allowing her to brush up against him, innocently at first. Soon escalating to a level that had Chris's cock harden and struggling to control his desire. Chris intentionally placed a hand on her lower thigh as she discussed the day's specials. Watching her face intently for her reaction and being pleasantly surprised with her compliance. Sliding his hand further, her body seemed to melt into his touch as she let out a little giggle. Chris pinch her young ass aggressively, causing her to jump and stifle a yelp. Her eyes were wide with a look of confusion, not knowing what was going on behind Chris's calming face. Chris smiled and gently caressed the tender spot soothing her young tight bottom, took her hand in his pulling it under the table with his. Alina smiled back with a look of trepidation yet still allowed Chris's hand to caress her ass.
Chris spread her fingers wide, placing her hand palm down on the bulge she had created. Letting their hands linger for just long enough for them both to raise an eyebrow. Alina started to move away, her hand grazing the tip of his hardness and knocked a fork off the table; she looked back, winked, then bent over, allowing Chris a perfect view up her short skirt. Her ebony thighs, reaching the divide, captured intently in a skimpy pair of sheer panties. Chris catching a quick glimpse of her quim, tightly confined in her thigh gap. Chris tempted to spank her young sexy ass as she fumbled around picking up the fork. As the young waitress stood up, she flicked her hair, adding to her flirty behaviour. Chris took it all in, not showing any emotion, just a slight nod of his head. But his mind was in overdrive, thinking of what he would love to do to her sweet young body. The promiscuous little slut teasing him was a wet dream come true. Her tender age was all the more enticing; Chris had to wonder if she knew what she was doing?
Her intent was unabashed as she flaunted her young sexuality, the sway of her hips as she walked away. Seductively smoothing her short skirt over her ripe young ass with just enough jiggle to sustain Chris's eye as she emphasized the slutty thoughts in her mind with each step. Chris finished his meal and sipped at his wine, watching the young waitress going about her job. The young waitress continued to flaunt as she made sure to bend over just that little bit extra when serving the other customers. Always making sure her back and sexy young ass was in his direction. Chris's desire was becoming increasingly uncomfortable, his cock straining his pants. Alina was bending over as if practiced a million times, enticingly enough that Chris could see the start of her thigh gap. A hint of her ass cheeks, but never enough to catch another glimpse of her panty-clad price. Chris finished his wine and made his way to pay his bill. Young Alina quickly bounded back to the register, bouncing up and down on the spot twirling a finger through her hair, playing the innocent young girl act, and doing so remarkably well.
Alina smiled sweetly as Chris tapped his payment, exchanging an intense moment of silence filled with intrigue and lust. Sensual emotions flashed across Alina's face, Chris now more taken with her young beauty than ever, winked and said I'll see you next time, young lady and left. Later in the week, Chris had been so caught up in his work it was mid-afternoon, and he still hadn't eaten. He did not have the time to go to the local café, so he ordered home delivery. The young waitress answered the phone and took his order; they chatted briefly. Chris's cock hardened just hearing her voice; it sounded so different. Sexy and sensual with a touch of flirty innocence that Chris found so alluring.
She joked about him not having his glass of wine home-delivered, then mentioned that she's knocking off work soon and sometimes asked to drop the home deliveries off and could bring him a bottle of wine too!
Chris laughed and said," Sure, that would be ideal." Hanging up, his cock got more excited than his mind could keep up. Knowing full well, young Alina had a slutty streak to her personality, which he wanted to exploit. She had teased him enough over the previous weeks, Chris had wondered how he could get her alone many times, and this was his chance. Chris saw a car pull up in his driveway about twenty minutes later. He watched the young waitress on his security camera, saw her adjust the waistband of her skirt by rolling it down a couple of times, shortening the hemline a good couple of inches. Alina Leaning back into her car to pick up his home delivery. Chris being treated to the perfect view of her tight young ass and bright pink panties, leaving nothing to the imagination. Closing her car door, she walked towards Chris's front door, unbuttoning another button on her blouse, allowing more of her luscious teen's breast to spill free.
Young Alina had one thing on her mind, and Chris was the same. Watching the sway of her hips as Alina walked past the security camera. Not knowing Chris was watching her, he was taken by how fucking sexy her natural walk was, no exaggeration, just pure sexiness. Seldom seen but mesmerizing when lucky enough to observe. The best part was the sexy young minx was swaying her perfect hips to his front door, a bottle of wine in hand and his lust in the other. There is something to be said about sexual attraction; it's more than just a sweet young girl with perfect looks and curves. It's the way the curves move in unison to her unconscious mind. Somehow joined in a subliminal way to be utterly promiscuous without even trying. The seductive sway of the hips, a flick of the hair, something as small as a sideways glance, looking to explore more but not knowing the more, still flirty all the same.
Brief eye contact lingers a little bit more, building tension to the above-mentioned attraction. Wanting without knowing the need, breathing just to be near, pulse-quickening as the mind tries to overcome the fear. Attraction is the one thing no one can truly explain, just a lick of the lips making it clear.
