I have more waiter stories from recent visits to restaurants in my area. This is purely fictional about the hot waiters I have come across while eating at these places. So it does not presume the sexuality if these guys. But any hook up with them would be great.
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Hot Waiter (Irish Ian (2)
... "Ian" my head chirped at me all evening
I was there at the nice bar and grill near work. Here in downtown (my city) with my coworker Nancy. We came here for some food and drink after a rough day at work. Here to check out this popular place in town. Here to see if the reviews online were true about how great the place was. So far one this was very very true. All the male waiters we're hot and eye candy. A good reason for a woman or a gay man like myself to come here. For all the waiters we're young or somewhat younger than middle age. All had great faces and bost and incredible butts.
"I wonder if the application and interview has it saying you must have a great ass" I said to Nancy as we sat there drinking our drinks that our waiter dropped off.
She laughed and we looked about the room at all the waiters. But my eyes were constantly searching for Ian. The man of my hungry desires. We had ordered and just talked about the place. No work talk. Something we were planning to do. Come eat and have no shop talk. But many times before that never happened. Many times before we would go someplace and just complain about the work day. But not today. Not here at this grill. The shop talk was tossed out the window as Nancy and I talked about the place and the dreamy waiters. She was smitten with our waiter Jeremy, and me I was in pure unadulterated lust over Ian. The hot bearded waiter that I would see as he passed our table now and then. A man I would love to have served on my plate to feast upon.
"Damn. Such a hot ass" I stated as he passed us again "Just wish I could see the front"
And Ian passed us several more times that evening. Driving my loins into a state of desire for him. I just wanted to grab the guy and through him in the table and attack him. Rip his clothes off and devour his obviously hot body. Get to his ass and dick and just feast in both ends. Then maybe getting the hot waiter to turn me around and jump on my back as he slammed up my happy guts with dick.
"Fuck me" I huffed to myself "He has me so fucking horny' "I may bust right here in my pants"
And as the evening wore on, it got worse. My dick was literally wanting to bust through my pants each time he moved by me. Each time I was almost tempted to reach out and grab at the man's ass. But if course I did not. I could just see me doing so and the guy turning around and kicking my ass all over the place. So I had to just be content with looking at the man. Or in many cases trying not to look at the man walking near me. For I needed to calm down or explode.
"He does have a great butt" Nancy then said "Huh? What?" I chirped back at her
I looked at her in confusion. But understanding for a moment what she was talking about.
"Your waiter hunk" she came back again "He does have a great ass" "Mm hmm" I sighed back
Our waiter was nearby and just smiled as he may have heard our conversation. He came around to see if we needed anything else. We thanked him and said no. Then he left to head back to the kitchen. A few moments later I looked up to see our waiter talking to the hot one. They were standing near the entrance to the kitchen and talking to our waiter. Saying something to him that made Ian look over in our direction. Then the gorgeous bearded guy smiled. I looked away as I pondered why he was smiling. Then looked back at my companion as we finished our meal.
"Shit" I said to her "What?" She asked back "Our waiter and the hit waiter are talking" "And he is looking this way."
She looked back to see the two in the distance. Then looked back at me. She almost giggled as she said that he probably did hear us. And bow he was confessing to the man what he had heard
"He is telling him how much you are drooling over his ass" she stated with a chuckle.
This did not make me feel any better. What if the guy was a 'phobe'. He would come over here and punch me. Or worse. But as we sat there the hot guy and our waiter headed over to us. The hot guy passed me and then he winked at me as he did. Looking very sexy as he did.
"Did he just wink at me?" I asked Nancy "I think he did" she replied "He knows you want him" "Shiit!"
I was instantly freaked by this. Our waiter apparently told him. And I was bothered by it, but liking that the hot waiter saw me and smiled at me that way. I felt a severe rigging in my pants.yeah he had me gong, quite a bit. And I just looked back at the man even as he was several tables away. Just looking at his ass in those lucky jeans, looking at the back of his head and his back. He was a nice looking guy after all. Well after a bit longer, dinner was almost at an end. Our waiter came by to see if we wanted anything else. I asked for the check. And then he went to go get it.
"Yeah, need to go home" I said "I am actually quite horny right now" "You are a slut" Nancy said "Maybe you can at least get the hot waiters number"
I smiled and suggested that would not happen. That this was just a huge fantasy with him. And I suggested that nothing was going to happen. Then our waiter came over with the check. I told man y that it was my treat and gave him my credit card. Then he smiled and headed back to the back area. He came back with the copies of the receipts. One for me and one for the restaurant. I quickly signed the receipt and gave him a nice tip. He wasn't my cup of tea, but he was friendly and attentive. We got up to leave and our waiter suggested I take my copy of the receipt. Pushing it to me. I nodded and said no, but then he picked it up and pushed it at me. Which I found odd. Navy grabbed it and took it as I seemed reluctant to do so
"Thanks" she said to him "You are too kind"
Then we left. I looked at her and said that I knew what the charge was, that I didn't need the receipt. Telling her to toss it. But then she looked at it and then smacked my shoulder.
"Ouch. What?" I huffed at her
Then she shoved the receipt at my face. Telling me to look at it. So we stopped at the car and I did. There on the receipt corner was something written. It was a name and a phone number, and a shirt message
"Call me. Ian" it said
My face near melted right then and there...
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