"The fucks this place? It was a wendys yesterday now it's a fuckin patsy...pies? The fuck? You know when this went in?" I stepped back only to notice grace was lighting a cig behind me.
"Grace!"
"I don't fucking know! Let's go see!" She started up to the front doors like she had known the place for years.
"They better have strawberry pie! I'll be fucking pissed if they don't!" I hollered up at her.
"AMANDA!" she yelled letting me know I was talking too loud.
"Two?" A tall skinny dark haired girl stood behind her podium and gathered some menus.
"Yeah."
"Alright follow me" she began to walk away.
"We're gonna sit at the bar!" Grace pulled me over to the bar.
"But we'll take those menus....F..I.ONA" Grace slid the menus from the girls arms aggressively as she read her nametag.
We sat down at the bar and scanned our menus when suddenly...
"Who...the fuck...is that?!" I whispered anxiously yet slowly to grace. My lips slightly hung open as my eyes stuck to one person.
"How the fuck should I know, you want waffles or pancakes?" Grace totally ignored me.
He was tall and lean with a white tank top on where areas of dampened sweat had soaked through on his chest, his tired blue eyes and perfectly plump lips made my ovaries wanna fucking explode into a slushie of guts! He was carrying a white tub filled with steaming dishes, and a little towel swung over his perfectly sculpted shoulder, occasionally running his hand through his dirty blonde curly mess of a hair and smiling at the girls in the back of the room while they all giggled. He sat down the tub of dishes and retied his apron around his waist tightly knotting it and returning to his bussing shit.
"I wanna fuck him" I nudged grace and wrapped my arms around her arm in excitement.
"STOP!" Grace yelled.
He looked over our way, our eyes met and I bit my lip, he just smiled and looked away.
"We gotta get him over here!" I freaked the fuck out.
"You need to fucking settle down young man!" Grace turned me her way.
"Hey!!" I shouted over at the sexy fuck.
He turned around somehow just knowing it was me who had said hey, he looked around jokingly then pointed at himself.
"You!!" I smiled and reached over the bar.
"You're an idiot." Grace rolled her eyes at me and sipped her whatever.
"Hey" he stood holding his steamy dishes in front of me.
"Can I tell you a secret?" I smiled up at him and focused my eyes on his chapped lips wishing I could moisten them! God! He knodded and sat his dishes down along with his towel,
"Closer" I whispered lustfully, he leaned himself in closer to my body and sat at the bar stool beside me.
"I would fuck you so hard" I nervously admitted to a guy i didn't even know! Possibly the sluttiest thing I had ever done...so far...he smiled down at his bin of dishes then bit his lip while his blue tired eyes met mine.
"I get off at 10!" He announced as he picked up his dish bin and disappeared into the back of the restaurant. I didn't even know his name! And he wanted to meet up after he gets off!
"What...the fuck?! What was that?!" Grace angrily questioned.
"Uh, I guess I'm getting fucked tonight." A grin slowly grew across my face as I anxiously answered awaiting her approval...it never came.
"I'm gonna tell your mom Amanda!" Grace stopped eating and yelled at me.
"Fuck off!" I grabbed my purse and hopped down off the stool anxiously bopping up and down.
"You're insane!!" I could hear grace yelling in the background as I walked towards the front doors of patsy's.
"Check?" that Fiona manager lady blurted out at me bursting my fantasy bubble of giggles and unnecessary hair flips.
"Oh Uh, she's paying" I pointed back towards Grace as I continued to walk out the doors.
it was hot and sticky outside, just the kind of weather i'd love to fuck in tonight. I looked at my phone, SHIT! its 9:55! I quickly ran around the back of patsy's hoping one of the guys would take out the garbage so I could sneak into the back. my heels were sinking into the ground as I walked and my skirt kept rising up over my ass but I honestly thought it was sorta hot and I wanted to be sexy for this guy because let's face it he is sexy as fuck. I heard the back door of patsys squeal as it flung open, it was him! A lit cigarette hung from his mouth and his apron was now off and crinkled up in his fist. I could smell is cologne... or who am I kidding it was probably axe body spray but whatever it was it was amazing. He kicked the gravel as he walked and the way hey slowly let out the smoke from his drag was ever so mesmerizing. I stepped out of the shadows,
"You off?" I casually said as if it was normal for me to be waiting around back at his work at 10pm for a guy I didn't even know.
"Hey, yeah" he answered surprisingly unafraid, god I could just stare into his blue eyes forever.
"Amanda" I held out my hand acting professional when I was obviously just being a slut.
"Lip" he smirked and smiled at the ground unknowingly making me want him even more every time he ran his hand through his curly mess of hair. He took the cig out of his mouth as he exhaled.
"So exactly how hard would you fuck me?" Lip outted his cig on the bottom of his boot and looked up at me stepping in closer. My groin was throbbing and my legs were tingling at this point! His voice when he said 'fuck' mmm I just wanted a taste...and what's the harm in that?
