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A likely story.“Okay, you can go eat your crab cakes. But I have one request.”
She laughed and honked my boobs again.
“Aw, thanks. But I didn’t need another compliment. What I really need is for that hot waiter to bring me a few more napkins.”
“But there are plenty right there.”
I grabbed them all and stuffed them in the trash. “Not anymore.”
“Oh. Oh! I see what’s happening here. I’ll send him right in. Good luck!” She walked out of the bathroom.
I slid my dress off and fixed my makeup in the mirror. My sexy waiter who smelled like pina coladas would be arriving any second.
Ready to Mingle - Chapter 29 - Piña Cumlada
Saturday – September 14, 2013
“Come in!” I called when I heard the knock on the bathroom door. “But don’t look.”
I checked my naked body in the mirror once more. That red dress had looked amazing on me, but I looked even more amazing in only my heels.
The door swung open and the waiter walked in. He kept one hand over his eyes while he waved the other around to make sure he didn’t bust his face on anything.
With each step, the aroma of coconut and pineapple grew stronger.
“Where are you?” he asked, still inching forward and waving his hand around.
Rather than answering, I just stepped into his path. His hand collided with my naked breast.
He squeezed it.
I screamed.
He opened his eyes.
I screamed again and covered myself. “I said not to look!”
“I didn’t mean to,” he said. “It was just a reflex when I ran into you.”
“You’re still looking.”
He turned away. “I’m so sorry.”
“You’re still looking at me in the mirror.” I gave him a saucy smile in the mirror. “Do you like what you see?”
He nodded.
I let my hands fall to my sides. “How about now?”
“Holy shit.”
I leaned against the vanity, arching my back. “Did you bring my napkins?”
“Yeah.” He turned to me and pulled a stack of napkins out of his serving apron.
I took them and tossed them onto the counter. “Thanks. But I actually needed something else.”
“What can I get for you?”
