The Waitress
Author: Anonymous March 10th. 2008, 5:59amBob sat in his office, reading the newspapers his equipment manager always brought him, mornings.”Major League Bob” as the locals referred to him had been a baseball coach here at the University for a decade now. He loved his job and was wedded to the sport, his ex wife a testament to this fact. The travel and late nights over beers with assistants had assured Bob of a lonely existence, not a whit regretful about this fact. As he sat, he mused about the single life, pondering how he literally enjoyed his solitude and the opportunities it offered to follow one’s “whims”, as he called them, into the lives of many different women, as opposed to one. Which then brought up last night at Brenda’s. He felt a stirring in his pants over Brenda and their evening together.
He had gone to a local bar with Matt, his third base coach, to run down the scouting report for he next game. He had been hailed by quite a few of the locals and had waved back, smiling to phrases like “Go get em, coach!” and “Nice game against Arizona, Coach!”. The cute waitress had batted her eyes at him, drawing some laughter from Matt, a happily married father of 6 who had said: “Uh oh. Major League Bob’s newest conquest.” laughing uproariously. Bob had shrugged and tossed it off as Matt’s usual ribbing, silently enjoying it. They reviewed the report in all seriousness.
But the waitress had been somewhat persistent. Bringing another beer, she had accidentally laid her breasts on Bob’s arm while taking the money and setting the beers down. Smiling up at him, she asked: “Anything else, guys?” Once again, Matt had laughed, the bastard. Bob wrestled with a fleeting image of this gal under him and admitted he liked the notion. But they continued and he forgot about her. Finally leaving the bar, Bob had scanned the place for his flirty little sweetheart but not seen her. He would now go home and relax and the thought pleased him.
At his car, he noticed her parked next to him, crying. Her window down, Bob could hear her deep sobs and the slamming of the driver’s door as a man left the car in an apparent huff. The violence of the door slamming shook him. Pausing and listening to be sure of her condition, Bob sighed and went over. Leaning in, he looked at her closely and asked if she was OK.
“Yes, Bob,” she smiled up at him. “This has been coming for a while. He’s cheated on me since we first met. I knew it, my friends knew it but I kept hoping it would stop, so, like a fool, I stuck with him. He asked me to marry him a week ago and I said not yet. Now you can guess where we are.”
Bob smiled back. “Well, if it;s any consolation, he;s a fool to let you go, Hon,” he said. “I watched you in there tonight. You work hard and you know your business. Plus you are a knockout,” Bob smiled widely. “There’s plenty of other guys who will treat you like a Queen. Forget him, then.” Bob stood up and looked at her. “You look like your stuck. Can I offer you a ride home?”
“Gladly, kind Sir.” replied the gal. “I’m Brenda.” She extended her hand.
Bob shook it and told her his name. They got in Bob’s pickup truck and sped away. On the way, she asked if he could stop for a bite to eat, something to go she could take with her. Bob pulled into a local Sonic, so they could sit while their order was prepared. They ordered and sat, quietly. Bob then felt her hand in his arm. “Bob, I guess I’ll just blurt it out. I find you very attractive. Seeing you’re also a kind man, just makes you more so. I want to thank you for what you said. It made me feel better.”
“Well, that was easy”, said Bob.”You are gorgeous. I would keep you,” he laughed. With that, Brenda leaned upwards and planted a kiss on his cheek. Bob turned and her face did not move. They kissed with more meaning.
“Take me home, Bob,” she whispered. Bob nodded as their food came.
At home, they entered the place and Bob turned her to him immediately. Their passion got inflamed immediately, with hands everywhere on both sides as they French kissed, their tongues wrapping around one another and their bodies emitting an intense sexual heat. Removing her blouse, Bob found a most delicious set of breasts, which he handled, then bent for, removing her top. He nuzzled her nipples, sucking and nipping them with his teeth, finding these delightful spindly hairs around her nipples like a sparse soft orchard. They delighted him for some reason and she responded with guttural moans of pleasure. Quickly, the managed to undress in a trice.
Bob then picked her up, naked, his hard cock seeming to cradle her ass as it sat on his extended erection as he took her to his bedroom. Lying her gently down, he noticed her crotch was extremely thick with the most gorgeous brown pubic hair. It was almost startlingly beautiful, the thickest patch of hair he had ever encountered in a woman. His cock bounced as he reached down for it. he simply had to touch it, to feel it. It looked like the most inviting pussy, somehow, he had ever seen. Her hand gently holding his hard cock, stroking him as he stared, Bob leaned in to nuzzle this furry mat of delight and pleasure. He was rewarded by her sighs, her moans. “Oh, Bob,” she intoned, huskily, “Oh Bob, you feel so good.” Her legs widened apart, giving herself to him in total, asking, no begging, for Bob to have his way.
Bob bent down and put his face between her legs. He licked at her fleecy muff, then lowered his face directly in front of her, scooting around for a better angle, Her hands in his hair, Bob found her most erogenous zone. As he licked the petals of her sweet pussy, she moaned in a long guttural passion, unaware of herself and her own noises. Bob found his way deeper, then inserted his tongue inside her. Her legs widened again, then closed around his shoulders as he probed. She responded to the most minute manipulations. She was so incredibly responsive, Bob was reminded of an electircal prod, she danced so hard in response. Every lick got a sexual comment. He suddenly realized this was new to her. It made him even more determined to give her pleasure.
He stick his finger inside this thick furry patch, deeper into her pussy. She was ecstatic now, totally in his control as she nearly writhed in pleasure from his ministrations. His other finger now joined and he began a rhythmic finger fucking, licking at the tiny clit above her hole as he did. Suddenly, her legs closed dramatically, and she came in a rush, soaking Bob’s lips and face, his fingers inundated. She was cumming in torrents and Bob decided mercy was not now an option. Getting up, his rock hard dick waving in front of him now like a weapon, he lifted her ass off the bed. Still shaking, when Bob’s cock sent itself inside her hairy snatch, she screamed. Her face contorted and drool slid out the side of her gorgeous small mouth as Bob penetrated her deeply. One swift thrust inside, where he kept it, gripping her hips and holding her there. She continued cumming, he could tell. She was out of control now. Bob began pumping her harder.
Fucking her was like riding a cloud of pleasure. Her responses remained hair trigger, her lust a shout to heaven. Bob pistoned his dick in and out of her repeatedly, nearing his own orgasm. She was hopelessly sexed up, nearly incoherent, as Bob repeatedly thrust in and out of her tight hairy pussy. This was a heavenly fuck and Bob was losing it now himself.
At last, Bob thrust as deep as he possibly could. The implications were not lost on Brenda, as she hunched her entire body upwards to meet his lust completely. As Bob came, it was so intense for them both, he nearly passed out. His bursts of cum were like delivering food from heaven, as well s was the sensation of total abandonment of control. They moved as one and Bob’s hot seed poured into her fleecy nethers. He came copiously, just on and on, like it would never stop. She rose to meet every spurt and she reacted as well, as they struck the inside walls oif her white hot pussy. Clenching her legs around Bob, she screamed again, wracked by another set of orgasmic waves, shuddering beneath him. Bob was absolutely awestruck by the degree of intensity. This was another level of sexuality, altogether. He kept his cock buried in her as he slumped over her now, spent and deliriously cummed out.