It was 10am and the man at the back table was about to leave so before he did I went to college his plates and bill, I kept my head down trying not to let him see me looking at him.
"Kitten this is for you" the man said to me as I looked at him, he gave me a £20 note and a bit of paper as he winked at me saying "here's you tip".
He got up and left.
I kept trying to look at what was on the piece of paper he gave me but I didn't have time as the cafe got very busy.I spent the rest of my shift that day thinking about him and before I new it it was 5:30pm time for me to go home so I went in the office putting my apron away but before I got my bag I took the piece of paper out my pocket unfolding it seeing very few words witch said " see you tomorrow kitten", this confused me but also made me look towards the next day.
I was in the middle if walking home when I got a text from my anti
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Auntie Christine
5:43
IF YOU WANT YOUR DINNER GET UP THE GOD DAMN F***ING ROAD NOW!!! YOUR GOING TO MAKE ME LATE FOR MY DATE WITH DARRIN?!!After I looked at the text I put my phone on lock and put in my pocket not caring what she has to say. I remember thinking to myself "She's just a lonely drunk, anyway it s not as if I am eating when I home, I know exactly what I will be doing, I will be going to my room open my legs wide on my bed wazig the night away with my fingers"
I got home at 5:50 and no one was in so I unlock the door, and as soon as I closed it I ran up to my room swinging the door open, dropping my bad and jumping on to my bed.
I took my jeans off and though my panties across the room, I opened my legs then began running my hand up my leg towards my wet pussy then I started rubbing circles on my clit, I slowly pushed one finger in to my Virginia lifting my body up having a full body orgasum from the amazing feeling of my virgin, tight, wet pussy but as I stared pushing deeper and stared picking up the past the door bell went witch made me so angry as I "love" fingering my self, it is amazing and I hate when I have to stop so I put my dressing gown on and stormed down stairs.
The person behind the door began getting impatient and chapped again.
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The man who became my Daddy
Romance18+ This is a short story about a 16 year old girl called Jane who falls in love with the man at the back table of a small local cafe that she worked at but will they go out or will he make her life go pitch black? (Great "detailed" sex sense ) char...