Andrea On Her Own Part 3 of Andrea s Stand
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I can't believe I'm writing about this. In fact it's hard to believe it even happened. Let me take you back, briefly, to the beginning of this adventure.
There is a well known chain restaurant near where I live that I go to often. It's attached to one of the larger hotels and they get a lot of walk in's from the hotel side. I prefer to sit in the bar area and because of that I've gotten to know several of the female bartenders reasonably well, in a customer/waitress sort of way. I guess I'm what you'd call a 'regular'. I'm usually generous with the tips when I get excellent service and naturally, being the horny ass bastard that I am, I really appreciate and enjoy it when the girls stop and talk for a minute, or smile and wave even when they're not my server.
I should let the cat out of the bag right away and say I'm easily old enough to be their father.
Most of the gals that work there are probably college age and go to the local university. Now that I think about it, all the servers there are probably hired off the campus. Anyway, there are a number of ladies that work there that are very good looking, fit and athletic.
Now, I'm by no means a prude or purist when it come to the 'type' of women I prefer. I am equally attracted to all shapes and sizes but if I have any preference it would be toward a physically fit woman with a nice flat tummy. A flat tummy on a college girl is a thing of erotic beauty and has been a huge turn on for me since I reached puberty.
So, back on point here, about a week ago, when I paid the bill, I gave the waitress my phone number, as usual, so she could enter my 'points'. I've done that so often I don't even think about it anymore. Well, the other night when she brought my check and receipt back to the table, I very quickly noted there was another phone number written on it! However, by the time I noticed the number, my server, whom I'll call Andrea to protect her privacy, was already gone.
I gently tucked the receipt into my wallet, took a last sip of water and stood up to leave. Just then, I caught Andrea's eye, who was behind the bar . She was leaning over doing something and returned my look with a dazzling smile that radiated from her pretty face. Her green eyes, were smiling just as much as the rest of her. I paused for just a fraction of a second and returned her smile with a gentle nod of my head and left the restaurant.
Seated in my car, a BMW 5 series, I pulled the receipt out of my wallet and sat for a good long time looking at the number and trying to screw up enough nerve to call it. Finally, curiosity getting the best of me, I dialed in the number. With a final bit of confidence I could muster, I pressed the send button and waited.
The phone began to ring on the other end and after 4 or 5 rings, the voice mail picked up. A very sweet sounding and perky voice said 'Hi! This is Andrea and I'm sorry I missed your call. You know what to do at the beep.' I punched the end call button before leaving a message.
I guess all the phones now have caller ID so I knew of course that Andrea would recognize my phone number. What would she do with it though was the intensely burning question on my mind!
Later that night, I suppose around 2 AM, my phone rang. I was already asleep and it scared the shit out of me when it went off! LOL. Anyway, I grabbed the phone off the bedside stand and instantly recognized the number. 'Hello Andrea...'
Sounding as perky as ever, 'Hi Mr. Evans. I know it's getting late but I just got home from work and thought I'd return your call. Is it too late to talk? I can call you tomorrow if you like.'
'No, no....don't worry about the time. It's fine. And please, call me Robert.'
'Okay....I'll try. No promises. I kinda like the name Mr. Evans.'
'Either is fine....so.....what can I do for you Andrea?'
'I just thought I'd let you know how much I enjoy talking to you when I'm at work and you've always been so generous with the tips and you're so nice to all of us that I just thought I'd let you know how much it means to us all...and especially to me.' She seemed a bit tense and maybe tentative as she spoke. Every time I talk to her at the restaurant she's perky and bubbly and vivacious so hearing her sound a little hesitant was new. I began to wonder exactly what was going on.
'Well thank you so much for telling me that Andrea. Truth be told, I really enjoy going there and talking to you and some of the others. It makes an old guy like me feel good and maybe roll the years back for a few minutes.'
'Don't be ridiculous! You're not an 'old guy' by any means!' she said with a giggle.
'I'm not sure what you mean by that....' I said a slight hint of playful sarcasm in my voice.
'Well....I mean....I guess I...shit...this is embarrassing!' She giggled again and I could hear the playfulness in her voice loud and clear and I was loving every second of it.
'All I'm saying is I guess I'm a little weird because I just prefer the company of mature men. Most of the guys that I meet my own age are immature, shallow and self centered to an extreme and have no idea how to treat a woman.'
'I'm not the least bit surprised by that Andrea.'
'Okay...well I just wanted to say thank you for being you and let you know how much I enjoy talking to you and seeing you at the restaurant.'
'Well....thank you again Andrea. I appreciate you letting me know. Are you working tomorrow night?'
'Yep. I'll be there! Oh...and you know what else?' She laughed a deeper sultry laugh for a second.
'What?'
'Tomorrow night, I'm going to be wearing that red blouse you like so much.'
I was blown away by that and instantly felt my face flush red with embarrassment. 'Wha...well...I...you know....'
She let go with a good hearty laugh at that and continued, 'I just embarassed the hell out of you didn't I? That's so sweet!'
'Andrea I …..'
She interrupted me and said with a smile in her voice, 'Mr. Evans....I have caught you looking me over sooooo many times and if I don't catch you, usually Kat or Stasi will. They think it's funny as hell. I've never told them that I love catching you looking me over. It makes me feel good.'
'Wel....uh....Andrea....'
'Oh and I'm wearing this too.'
Just then, my phone buzzed, indicating I'd received a text. I quickly punched the appropriate buttons on the phone and was greeted by a selfie of her wearing a very sexy hiphugger lace black panty. Her right hand was extended in front holding the phone and the left was casually across her chest covering her breasts. They bulged slightly both above and below her arm. At that moment I became quite aware of my rapidly growing bulge. She must have just stepped out of the shower because her medium blond hair was wet and hung down in gentle sexy waves around her neck and shoulders. Her hips were rocked to one side, accentuating her already phenomenal curves. Resting in the sweet valley of her belly button was what looked like a diamond piercing at the bottom of her sexy, flat tummy.
I was transfixed by the image I'd just received and not really speaking to anyone said in low voice, 'God damn....'
She instantly began to giggle and then in a lowered voice, somewhat sheepishly asked, 'Do you like?'
'Oh my god yes I like!'
'I thought you might. Tell you what....I get off work tomorrow at 8. Why don't you come by and pick me up and we'll see what kind of trouble we can get into.'
'Okay!! I will see you tomorrow at 8!'
In a low almost whisper of a voice she said, 'Goodnight.....Mr. Evans.' The connection was then broken.
I sat for a long time staring at the picture she sent me before finally stroking myself to a huge load in her honor.
As I lay down, my mind and imagination began to wander towards the possibilities that tomorrow would bring. As it turns out, I had no idea that I was about to embark on one of the most erotic, romantic and wanton sexual adventures immaginable.
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There is a well known chain restaurant near where I live that I go to often. It's attached to one of the larger hotels and they get a lot of walk in's from the hotel side. I prefer to sit in the bar area and because of that I've gotten to know several of the female bartenders reasonably well, in a customer/waitress sort of way. I guess I'm what you'd call a 'regular'. I'm usually generous with the tips when I get excellent service and naturally, being the horny ass bastard that I am, I really appreciate and enjoy it when the girls stop and talk for a minute, or smile and wave even when they're not my server.
I should let the cat out of the bag right away and say I'm easily old enough to be their father.
Most of the gals that work there are probably college age and go to the local university. Now that I think about it, all the servers there are probably hired off the campus. Anyway, there are a number of ladies that work there that are very good looking, fit and athletic.
Now, I'm by no means a prude or purist when it come to the 'type' of women I prefer. I am equally attracted to all shapes and sizes but if I have any preference it would be toward a physically fit woman with a nice flat tummy. A flat tummy on a college girl is a thing of erotic beauty and has been a huge turn on for me since I reached puberty.
So, back on point here, about a week ago, when I paid the bill, I gave the waitress my phone number, as usual, so she could enter my 'points'. I've done that so often I don't even think about it anymore. Well, the other night when she brought my check and receipt back to the table, I very quickly noted there was another phone number written on it! However, by the time I noticed the number, my server, whom I'll call Andrea to protect her privacy, was already gone.
I gently tucked the receipt into my wallet, took a last sip of water and stood up to leave. Just then, I caught Andrea's eye, who was behind the bar . She was leaning over doing something and returned my look with a dazzling smile that radiated from her pretty face. Her green eyes, were smiling just as much as the rest of her. I paused for just a fraction of a second and returned her smile with a gentle nod of my head and left the restaurant.
Seated in my car, a BMW 5 series, I pulled the receipt out of my wallet and sat for a good long time looking at the number and trying to screw up enough nerve to call it. Finally, curiosity getting the best of me, I dialed in the number. With a final bit of confidence I could muster, I pressed the send button and waited.
The phone began to ring on the other end and after 4 or 5 rings, the voice mail picked up. A very sweet sounding and perky voice said 'Hi! This is Andrea and I'm sorry I missed your call. You know what to do at the beep.' I punched the end call button before leaving a message.
I guess all the phones now have caller ID so I knew of course that Andrea would recognize my phone number. What would she do with it though was the intensely burning question on my mind!
Later that night, I suppose around 2 AM, my phone rang. I was already asleep and it scared the shit out of me when it went off! LOL. Anyway, I grabbed the phone off the bedside stand and instantly recognized the number. 'Hello Andrea...'
Sounding as perky as ever, 'Hi Mr. Evans. I know it's getting late but I just got home from work and thought I'd return your call. Is it too late to talk? I can call you tomorrow if you like.'
'No, no....don't worry about the time. It's fine. And please, call me Robert.'
'Okay....I'll try. No promises. I kinda like the name Mr. Evans.'
'Either is fine....so.....what can I do for you Andrea?'
'I just thought I'd let you know how much I enjoy talking to you when I'm at work and you've always been so generous with the tips and you're so nice to all of us that I just thought I'd let you know how much it means to us all...and especially to me.' She seemed a bit tense and maybe tentative as she spoke. Every time I talk to her at the restaurant she's perky and bubbly and vivacious so hearing her sound a little hesitant was new. I began to wonder exactly what was going on.
'Well thank you so much for telling me that Andrea. Truth be told, I really enjoy going there and talking to you and some of the others. It makes an old guy like me feel good and maybe roll the years back for a few minutes.'
'Don't be ridiculous! You're not an 'old guy' by any means!' she said with a giggle.
'I'm not sure what you mean by that....' I said a slight hint of playful sarcasm in my voice.
'Well....I mean....I guess I...shit...this is embarrassing!' She giggled again and I could hear the playfulness in her voice loud and clear and I was loving every second of it.
'All I'm saying is I guess I'm a little weird because I just prefer the company of mature men. Most of the guys that I meet my own age are immature, shallow and self centered to an extreme and have no idea how to treat a woman.'
'I'm not the least bit surprised by that Andrea.'
'Okay...well I just wanted to say thank you for being you and let you know how much I enjoy talking to you and seeing you at the restaurant.'
'Well....thank you again Andrea. I appreciate you letting me know. Are you working tomorrow night?'
'Yep. I'll be there! Oh...and you know what else?' She laughed a deeper sultry laugh for a second.
'What?'
'Tomorrow night, I'm going to be wearing that red blouse you like so much.'
I was blown away by that and instantly felt my face flush red with embarrassment. 'Wha...well...I...you know....'
She let go with a good hearty laugh at that and continued, 'I just embarassed the hell out of you didn't I? That's so sweet!'
'Andrea I …..'
She interrupted me and said with a smile in her voice, 'Mr. Evans....I have caught you looking me over sooooo many times and if I don't catch you, usually Kat or Stasi will. They think it's funny as hell. I've never told them that I love catching you looking me over. It makes me feel good.'
'Wel....uh....Andrea....'
'Oh and I'm wearing this too.'
Just then, my phone buzzed, indicating I'd received a text. I quickly punched the appropriate buttons on the phone and was greeted by a selfie of her wearing a very sexy hiphugger lace black panty. Her right hand was extended in front holding the phone and the left was casually across her chest covering her breasts. They bulged slightly both above and below her arm. At that moment I became quite aware of my rapidly growing bulge. She must have just stepped out of the shower because her medium blond hair was wet and hung down in gentle sexy waves around her neck and shoulders. Her hips were rocked to one side, accentuating her already phenomenal curves. Resting in the sweet valley of her belly button was what looked like a diamond piercing at the bottom of her sexy, flat tummy.
I was transfixed by the image I'd just received and not really speaking to anyone said in low voice, 'God damn....'
She instantly began to giggle and then in a lowered voice, somewhat sheepishly asked, 'Do you like?'
'Oh my god yes I like!'
'I thought you might. Tell you what....I get off work tomorrow at 8. Why don't you come by and pick me up and we'll see what kind of trouble we can get into.'
'Okay!! I will see you tomorrow at 8!'
In a low almost whisper of a voice she said, 'Goodnight.....Mr. Evans.' The connection was then broken.
I sat for a long time staring at the picture she sent me before finally stroking myself to a huge load in her honor.
As I lay down, my mind and imagination began to wander towards the possibilities that tomorrow would bring. As it turns out, I had no idea that I was about to embark on one of the most erotic, romantic and wanton sexual adventures immaginable.
WANT MORE???? Leave me a comment and thanks for reading this tale!!!!
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