A Spicey Side Order

6 months ago 03rd Jun 13:49

Sandra sat at the restaurant table idly twirling her fork around her pasta in an absent-minded fashion. She paid no heed to the conversation going on around her, and stared across the room at a waiter. This was not any waiter this guy had been tantalising her all night, and Sandra was certain he was flirting back.

Sandra and her two friends had sat down at the table and he had immediately greeted them. He winked at her. She thought no more of it, but then she realised he took every opportunity to come by the table and check on them, even brushing casually against her arm, even leaning in closely to her to help her choose a glass of wine. It had been much closer than would have been appropriate, but then again Sandra was attracted to him.

Just now he was staring right back at her from the end of the bar where he stood, seemingly engaged in absent-minded conversation with those around him. His fellow waiters were trying to tell him things it just didn't seem to be registering.

As Sandra stared back at him he nodded his head almost imperceptibly and flicked a glance toward the bathroom. Sandra inclined her head in acceptance, them excused herself from the table, and strolled toward the bathroom.

She went in, but left the door locked. Nick followed seconds later and locked the door behind him.

The bathroom was a one person room, most convenient, there would be no intrusions. She went in, but left the door locked. Nick followed seconds later and locked the door behind him. He stalked over to her quite purposefully and shoved her roughly against the wall.

Sandra moaned as his lips came crashing down on hers. He seized her in a bruising kiss, while his body kept her pinned to the wall. She returned his kiss with equal roughness, her hands making fists in his hair, and grinding her hips against his.

She could feel his hardness pressing into her. Her hands moved from his now tangled hair to his butt, where she pulled him harder toward her. His hands roamed emphatically over her body, grabbing her breasts, pinching her nipples. Sandra fumbled now at his pants, wanting them down, wanting to have at him. His pants fell around his ankles and he grabbed her under her butt and lifted her up.

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