“The Waitress”- aka “The Wildest Nite”

It started as a nice evening out to dinner with my girlfriend, Patrice… a neighborhood-type restaurant– nothing too fancy.

We had a very friendly waitress- Shari. She was kinda cute, shapely… very nice… but not really one that would knock your socks off- maybe a 7 or 7.5.

Well, the restaurant wasn’t very busy, and Shari kept coming back to our table and joking around with us. Some of it was full of sexual innuendo. She had amazing self-confidence. It seemed like she wanted us to know that she was totally uninhibited in the bedroom.

Now, Patrice and I had never had a threesome. We enjoyed sex with each other so much– we were both pretty frisky, but also quite romantic. We had joked a few times about having a threesome– “if you get lazy and don’t turn me on any more, we may have to add a third to keep things interesting.”

So on this evening, with all of the innuendo and teasing, Patrice started quietly hinting, “Wouldn’t it would be fun to invite Shari over for later??”

I really didn’t have my eye on Shari- I was just enjoying our playful banter. But, Patrice kept at it. She clearly liked teasing me. And, I kept telling my Patrice, “Nahhh… not interested!… I only have eyes for you.” But still, she wouldn’t drop the subject.

Then one time Shari came over and gave me this huge smile and wink- a really gorgeous smile.. her whole face lit up when she smiled. I had the feeling she was saying, “I would love to join you guys later…”

I know I must have blushed, because she got me a glass of ice water, and said perhaps I needed that to cool down.

Well anyway, we finished our food… (I can’t even remember what we ate… All I remember is Shari and Patrice and our friendly banter.), and went to pay our check.

As I paid the check, Shari came over and said something like, “It was fun serving you tonight. Let me know if I can be of any further service…” and she smiled and winked again.
…Surely she wasn’t hinting about service in the bedroom, or was she?

When Patrice and I got into in the car, and started driving home she said, “that was fun, wasn’t it? Shari is a tease just like you are.”

Then she said… and this blew my socks off… “Let’s invite her over!!!”…

My heart was racing… I was thinking… “Did my jealous girlfriend just say that?… Is she just testing me… or teasing me… or is she serious?

I asked her what she meant.

“Let’s invite her over for some fun… ” she winked… (What is it with all this winking?)

Well… I was very conflicted… My testosterone was surely saying, “Yes!!” But, my relationship with Patrice was just into the “second stage of passion” (the truly loving, yet still highly sexual stage)… and I didn’t want to disrupt the path we were on. On the other hand, Shari was very cute, had a great bod, dynamite smile, and was definitely fun-loving and interested.

I didn’t know what to do– have Sheri over for a wild and crazy threesome .. OR .. make Patrice happy by saying no… resisting the temptation in favor of our relationship. And I couldn’t tell if Patrice really wanted it, or if she was testing me. What will she think .. say .. feel .. do .. if I say OK?

I was driving… trying to talk… trying to think… trying to decide… My heart was thumping… Time had stopped.. each second was like a century … Any longer and Patrice will know I’m considering it… “What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?” Heartbeats pounding in my head.

Finally I said, “No, I don’t think so. I just want to be with you!” Somehow, I had decided to forego this remarkable opportunity.

Well, Patrice had been ghostly quiet as I considered my decision. (for the longest three seconds ever!!). But when I said “No”, I could tell she was thrilled!!… I could feel the smile growing on her face… (Remember, I was still driving.)

She immediately kissed me on my cheek, put her hand between my legs, and said. “You’re gonna be so glad you said that… You are not gonna forget this night!!!”

Well, I know I swerved a little as she “attacked me”. I unconsciously started driving a little faster. My adrenalin was pumping. My breathing accelerated. My entire body was reacting.

She kissed my cheek. Her tongue poked at the corner of my mouth. Her hand rubbed against my shaft. She said silly things like, “Hello big boy!”

I had to pull over at an exit and find a place to “park.” We parked at the far end of the Quikshop, and I was finally able to give Patrice some attention.

As we kissed, she took my hand and placed it to her breast. Our tongues were dancing passionately. My hands began to unbutton her blouse. We were both so hot, it was getting steamy inside that car.

Then, realizing where we were, I said, “We better go home.” She echoed, “You’re right baby. Just go quickly!!”

Well, the drive to my place wasn’t too many more miles. But I can’t even remember the drive that day. I know she was still rubbing my shaft through my pants. I know I was asking her to not distract me. I know I had to work to keep the car on the road.

When we got to the house, we raced inside. We must have looked funny. Her blouse was still partly unbuttoned.

Once we were inside, we left a trail of clothes from the door to the bed

… Well, suffice it to say– it was the most incredible night ever!!!

BUT, that’s not the whole story. And you’re never gonna believe this. After hours of passionate love-making, as we were lying quietly… gently stroking each other– you’ll never believe what she said…

She said, “Lets go back to that same restaurant for dinner tomorrow!!!”

I couldn’t believe it!!!… I didn’t answer with words. We made love again- and it was even better than the first time!!!… Wow!!!. I can still remember the sun rising!!
Well, I won’t tell you about the next night… because that would be another story… (Woohoo!… and what a story!!)