the room was low lit and chatter was abundant. The rattling of glasses and clanking of dishes could be heard in the distance. Amanda was transfixed on a couple sitting a few tables away from her who seemed like they were in either an argument or a dramatization of a soap opera. Her eyes roll back to the man sitting in front of her. as he raises a glass of beer to his mouth she notices a small stream of alcohol run down his chin to the bottom of his neck. Amanda’s brow raises as she locks eyes with her date. Amanda starts to speak as the glass of beer abruptly hits the surface of the table and interrupts her train of thought. Her date for the evening was a handsome man by the name of David. Although handsome and somewhat entertaining, David seemed to be fond of Amanda but she couldn’t help feeling more like a friend at another casual dinner meet up than a date. This would be the third time that David had asked to take her and as they finished their meal she couldn’t help but feel a preemptive flutter deep in her stomach. Every time David would drive her home and walk her to her front door he would simply thank her for the nights company and walk back to her car. Amanda had recently gotten out of a a less than subpar relationship and was looking forward to meeting someone who could take her out of her comfort zone or at least keep her warm at night. As the waiter dropped off the check and David started reaching for his wallet, Amandas stomach settled for a brief moment as she realized that she made it through another date and she was only a short wait away from getting home so she could prepare herself for her shift the next morning at the coffee shop she worked at. David payed the check, drove her home and thanked her for her company. As David walked back to his car Amandas shoulders dropped and she headed inside to her apartment to ready her clothes for the next day and get some rest.
In the cool early morning darkness a small amount of chatter and chimes echoed in the small studio apartment. As soon as it started the noise ended. It was 4:30 in the morning which meant it was time for the day to start. Amanda rose slowly out of her twin bed and sat in the dark and silent apartment. As she got up and walked to the bathroom her feet had a cold stiff sensation which made her perk up and walk just a little faster. A vivid white light pierced her eyes as she flipped on the light switch. Her eyes adjusted and she looked up towards the mirror. At 5’3 Amanda was short in stature but had natural curves that flowed and fawned the whole length of her body. Her hair was naturally brown with soft blonde highlights and her hazel colored eyes only complemented her natural beauty. A loud scream hissed off the wall as she turned on the shower and waited for the water to warm. After a quick rinse, Amanda applied some light make up and waltzed back into the small room that made up her kitchen and bedroom. Rifling through whatever clean clothes she had Amanda finally found her outfit for work. A small tan fitted pollo and a soft pair of leggings was the outfit that was permissible at the coffee where she worked. A quick bite to eat and she was out of the door.
The drive to work was calm and gloomy as it was only about 5:30 A.M. on a brisk early spring morning. The length of three songs and some change was the estimated duration of her morning drive to work every day, which Amanda used sparingly to prepare herself for the early morning rush at work. Mocha Bean was the coffee shop that Amanda worked at. It was one of the more popular spots to get dressed-up coffee and drinks in the city where she lived. Although Mocha Bean was sometimes stressful and high-paced, Amanda loved coffee and had fun talking to all the customers that frequented the coffee shop. Even more enjoyable than the social aspect of her job was the fact that Amanda had a new coworker who she found even more intriguing than most of the men she had been seeing on her dates. John had only been working at Mocha Bean for a little more than three weeks. Amanda, being one of the more senior members of the team, had been opening up every morning and training John on how to fulfill orders and make the customer’s day start off on a strong, pleasant note. Amanda turned into the parking lot and parked in the same spot that she always did. Her car turned off, and she left its warm and comfy cab for the misty cool morning air. After a quick jingling of keys and a fumble around her pockets, she found the keys to open the door to the Mocha Bean. The lights were flicked on along with the music system as Amanda mentally prepared herself for another fast-paced day at the coffee shop. Amanda perked up as a pair of headlights shone through the windows of the coffee shop. The car to which the headlights belonged parked right next to Amanda’s and turned off. A tall, handsome young man stepped out of the car and approached the shop. It being about thirty minutes before opening time, Amanda already knew who the man was. John reached for the door and gently opened it, looking up and greeting Amanda with a smile.
“Good morning, John,” Amanda said.
“Morning!” John replied.
Amanda turned on the coffee machines in the shop and prepared the oven for some pre-made baked treats. John put on his Mocha Bean apron and offered Amanda a helping hand retrieving treats from the fridge in the back. Amanda took John up on his offer, thinking that it would be another great training opportunity. John opened the walk-in freezer and let Amanda take the lead.
“How was last night?” John asked.
Amanda’s stomach dropped as her cheeks reddened. “It was fine, I called it an early night and decided to get some extra rest,” Amanda replied.
Amanda didn’t love to share every little detail of her personal life at work, especially the part of her unsuccessful search for companionship. John, it seemed, had a certain curiosity about Amanda, but she always chalked it up to just friendly small talk. John had been single since before he got this job and always kept things professional at work.
“Hey, I heard a new cantina was set to open today downtown. There’s going to be drink specials and deals on appetizers,” John exclaimed.
Amanda’s eye peered from the side as a grin struck her face. “Is that a statement about the local restaurant scene or an invitation for half-priced margaritas?”
“Maybe a little bit of both,” John said.
“Look, I know it might be coming from left field, but I really appreciate how patient you’ve been with me while I get the hang of working here, so I’d like to take you out on a strictly professional dinner to show my gratitude towards my new coworker.” John said while leaning against the door with a bag of ice in one hand and an ice scoop in the other.
“Sure sounds innocent enough, but let’s see how today goes.” “If you can prepare every order I’ve taught you without asking me how to do it or making a mistake, I’ll strongly consider it.”
Amanda thought the prospect of free food and drinks sure sounded like a nice reward for her patience with the new hire, and at the end of the day, John was kind of cute. Peering out through the sliding glass service window into the parking lot, Amanda saw the first set of headlights turn into the lot that the Mocha Bean occupied.
“Looks like we got a customer,” Amanda told John. “Would you mind taking care of this order, John?”
“Of course!” said John.
John takes the order exactly how Amanda taught him as Amanda took a moment to sit back and observe the moment. the morning was still quiet and the rush wasn’t in full swing yet which gave her some time to think about whether or not she’d entertain the idea of going out with john later.
“Well, pretty sure I nailed that one,” John said while smiling at his cute co-worker.
“Huh, a little early to be getting cocky, don’t ya think?” replied Amanda.
With an ever-so-glaring gesture, John went on to explain why he was feeling so confident. “I guess only time will tell.” “But seeing as I have a potential parlay up for grabs, I think I’ll be able to manage a clean, crisp score for the day.”
Amanda cocked her head while her arms were crossed over her chest. “Parlay?” she asks.
John looked up with a narrow and concerned look on his face.
“Yeah, you know, kind of like a sports bet!” “If I’m able to get a good enough score today, then you’ll join me on an evening out to dinner and drinks.”
Amanda’s face perks up with a red hue around her cheeks while her white teeth peer through what begins to look like a soft smile.
“Sounds like you’re really determined to get me out of my role as co-worker and go on a date with you if I might be blunt”
“sure sounds that way” John replied.
Amanda lets John’s comment ring out while she silently converses with herself. “What’s the worst thing that could happen in the grand scheme of things?” “Maybe John could provide me with some entertainment, and an opportunity to spend the night out having drinks does sound like a more interesting night than going home and scrolling on instagram.”
As soon as Amanda’s inner dialogue started, it came to an end, and the next customer was rolling up to the window to order.
“I got this one” Amanda told john.
“only if you think you can handle it” replied John
The morning drudged on with John and Amanda taking friendly jabs at one another, with the customers seemingly satisfied with each drink that the pair delivered to them. The sun rose further into the cool sky, warming the air and the early morning chill dissipated. What looked like a traffic jam in the U-shaped drive-thru at the Mocha Bean turned into a steady but relaxed stream of cars. The morning rush was finally over. John had not yet made a mistake making drinks, or at least not one big enough for a customer to complain about. Although the morning rush usually brought an irritating stress into Amanda’s subconscious, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of pleasure in having a friendly little bet with John. The boy was cute, and the little game the coworkers had devised made work feel quick and interesting for once.
“Hey, I’m going to finish making this drink, then I gotta use the restroom,” John told Amanda.
“Yeah, no problem; I’ll cover when you’re ready,” replied Amanda.
John finished the drink in quick fashion and handed it to the customer. Amanda stepped in and wished the customer a happy day.
“I don’t mean to be a bother, but I believe this is the wrong drink.” The customer said with an awkward smile.
“Oh no, let me get that fixed up for you!” Amanda smiled and reached out for the drink.
luckily the coffee only required some soft top and an extra couple of shots of espresso, a quick and easily amendable fix.
“Here’s that drink for ya,” Amanda said while handing back the drink.
“Thank you very much” The customer said pleasingly while pulling away from the window.
Amanda and John’s shift was near its end and he had made a mistake. A deal was a deal but Amanda sat back on the counter as her arms crossed her chest and a smile imprinted her face. John turned the corner and as his eyes centered on Amanda’s face he too smiled knowing that the day was almost over and he could celebrate his hot streak with margaritas and an ever so cute girl to drink them with.
“Everything good?” john asked
“Um yeah, everything looks good. You know we only have half an hour, then the day’s up for us,” replied Amanda.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right!” John said with that golden smile still posed on his face.
“Hey, how about you get everything prepped and ready for the next shift, and I’ll finish out at the window?” Amanda told John.
Johns eyes narrowed and his smile turned into a sharp grin “Um okay, sounds like a plan.”
Amanda returned to the service window to take the next customer’s order as John methodically prepares the shop for its next pair of workers. the coffee shop had an illustrious air of tension that seemed to settle around the area that Amanda occupied. Her movement around the service window seemed to be calculated with a splash of nervousness. She continued to serve each customer with dedication but couldn’t help counting down the minutes till she and John were relieved of their duty for the day. The sound of the back entry door opening meant the possibility of the next worker to take her place filing in from the outside world. Her assumption proved to be correct when she heard a friendly greeting from behind.
“Good afternoon, Amanda,” said a tall, slender brunette with deep brown eyes.
“Ah, there she is,” Amanda said with joyous relief. “How was your morning, Ashley?”
“It was fine, kind of chaotic but nonetheless it was a morning like any other,” Ashley replied with red cheeks and raised eyebrows.
“Chaotic? Is everything fine, girl?” a concerned Amanda asked.
“Yeah, me and Tyler got into an argument and he stormed out of the apartment this morning, so I figured I’d just come into work a little earlier than normal to work away the worry,” explained Ashley.
“Oh, okay well would it be okay if the rookie and I get out of here?” “John wanted to take me to a new spot downtown,” Amanda said as she flashed Ashley her managerial smile.
“Yeah, that’s fine. Is he trying to climb the ladder or just get in your pants?” Ashley said with a sharp smirk aimed at her fellow barista.
“Ashley!” “Absolutely not either of those things!” Amanda said with authority to her coworker.
“Well, you know I wouldn’t judge either way. I honestly hope the latter happens, seeing how you keep striking out with all those great guys you meet on Tinder,” Ashley said, with that sharp smirk still plastered on her face.
“God, I certainly hope not. I made a bet with him, and the conditions were if he could go all day without making a mistake, then I’d let him pay for my dinner. So here we are,” Amanda told Ashley.
” You know I love giving you a hard time, girl. Text me if anything changes or if you need a ride home… or a shoulder to cry on,” Ashley said with encouragement.
“You’ll be the first person to know,” Amanda said while giving Ashley a friendly hug.
Amanda left the service area and met with john in the back of the mocha bean. when Amanda turned the corner and laid her eyes upon john, a flutter in her stomach arose. Not like the feeling she felt before her other dates but one that felt warm and inviting. One that almost drew her to him as pollen draws a bee to a flower wavering in the breeze. Her shoulders lowered, her brow settled, and that golden smile John had seen throughout the day reappeared.
“Are you about ready?” asked Amanda.
“Yeah, I think we’re all set,” replied John.
“Okay, do you just want to meet there?” said Amanda.
“That should work out just fine; it’s by the Black Steer Steakhouse on the north side of downtown. If I get there first, I’ll grab us a table and order a round of drinks,” John explained.
“Awesome, I’ll see you soon,” Amanda said, with her smile still fixed on John.
The two departed one another and Amanda walked to her car. as much as Amanda hoped to keep things casual and professional she couldn’t help but imagine what might happen if her friend Ashley was right. “could john really have an ulterior motive behind this or did he just want to treat me to a nice dinner for being patient with him?” she thought. either way it’s still a nice gesture. Amanda couldn’t help but appreciate the pure fact that john had asked her in the first place and he hasn’t shown any sort of troubling behavior at work yet. Amanda decided to place her worries at rest and simply go into the night with all expectations to her side, in the end a free meal and a cute boy across the table was never a bad thing. the car ride to downtown was only about fifteen minutes and Amanda decided to ease her way into the situation with a clear mind. she exited her car and started walking towards the black steer. the sun was still high in the sky and downtown was filled with couples holding hands, kids running around and the occasional transient stumbling past the shops. the beautiful barista observed everything that the square had to offer. although not an envious woman, what Amanda seemed to observe bitter sweetly was the couples holding hands and sharing the height of the day. walking past the swanning pairs warmed Amanda’s chest while also evoking a sense of desire. before Amanda could reflect deeply on this emotion she arrived at the cocina. she walked in and unsurprisingly saw John sitting at a table with menu in hand. before walking towards him she noticed the brightly decorated dining room laced with light and rowdy tables that had also come for the half off drinks. she made her way towards the table and sat across her trainee.
“This place seems lively,” Amanda said while pulling her seat out to sit.
John looked up with a jolt and a subtle jump, seemingly surprised at Amanda’s presence. “Yeah, I think the half-off drinks brought out the wild crowd, but I guess that’s the reason we’re here too.”
“Hard to argue that,” Amanda said as she grabbed a menu from the table. “Have you had a chance to order drinks yet?” She asked.
” I actually did, I ordered two strawberry margs; I hope that’s fine,” He said with a cool tone to his voice.
Amanda perked up in her seat. “That’s actually my favorite flavor of margarita! What were you thinking of for food?”
“Not sure how messy you want to get, but the ranch-drizzled nachos are calling my name, and I’d be more than willing to share them with you,” John said while he stared across the table.
Amanda’s face lifted and locked eyes with john. “Well, seeing how I haven’t had a meal all day, I think I could handle some nachos, the street tacos sound pretty darn good for a main course. Would you want to share those as well?”
“yeah of course” john said kindly.
As soon as the two had made their decision, the waiter brought them their drinks. Amanda thanked the waiter and, as almost a subtle power move, ordered the food for the both of them.
“Huh I’ve never had anyone order my meal for me since my mom did when I was a kid,” John told Amanda.
“Oh I didn’t mean anything by it, I’m just really hungry and gauging how many people have sat down since my arrival. I thought it’d be a good call to get it in the works,” said Amanda.
“Honestly, I kind of enjoyed it; I get nervous around cute girls,” he said while his eyes gazed upon his superior.
Amanda’s eyes squinted and her head was slightly cocked while she sat back in her chair. “Cute girls?”
“Well, not to be too forward, but it’s no secret that you’re really pretty. I’d say I meant nothing by it, but then I’d risk being a liar,” He explained while his cheeks reddened and that dumb smile made another visit to his face.
“Well, I’m not one to bat down a compliment, thanks for being honest, I guess,” Amanda replied.
The two stared at one another in silence while sipping their drinks. In the brief moment of calm Amanda couldn’t help but feel flattered by John’s forwardness.
“You know I really appreciate you taking me out tonight, but I actually shouldn’t have come out,” said Amanda.
John’s shoulders dropped and his confident look turned into a shattered look of embarrassment. “I’m very sorry about that comment, I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Oh no please, I actually thought that it was kinda cute.” “What I meant was I shouldn’t be here because you actually did make a mistake earlier today,” She said.
“Um, I don’t recall making a mistake,” John’S Demeanor lightened slightly.
“When I traded you places so you could go to the bathroom, that customer said you made her drink wrong.” She said
“Oh okay, why’d you still come out then?” He said
Amanda smiled and leaned in towards John. “Well, in all honesty, and I hope this isn’t too forward for you to handle, but i think you’re somewhat cute yourself.”
Amanda’s comment made John blush, and he squirmed in his chair ever so slightly, but not enough to evade Amanda noticing. The waiter had returned with their food, and Amanda once again spoke up and asked the waiter to bring them two more drinks. John’s cool gaze returned as he sat up and stared into Amanda’s glistening hazel eyes.
“Well then, that makes me feel relieved to hear that. Is it safe to say this is turning into a date, or should I get my foot out of my mouth?” John said while his eyes were still looking at his coworker.
“Let’s not get carried away now; we can touch base after the check comes, and I know you’re good for it,” said Amanda.
“Okay, well I guess until then let’s enjoy the drinks and think of things to say to make the other person uncomfortable,” He said while giggling to himself.
“Wow, what a great idea, John.” Amanda replied while also letting out a small laugh.
The two sat at the table sipping drinks and trading lighthearted jabs at one another for several minutes till their drinks were once again empty. Amanda thought the time the two spent together was going very well and it was the first time in a long time that she could enjoy herself while sitting across a table with someone of the opposite sex. The food came and went and so did a couple more rounds of margaritas. By this time the pair was buzzing off laughter and happy hour specials. As the waiter brought the check and john paid without a hiccup, a flash of uncertainty crossed her mind.
“Well, I gotta thank you for taking me out tonight, this was a lot of fun!” Amanda said.
“Good to hear, I enjoyed myself as well!” “I guess that leaves me with an unanswered question, though,” replied John.
“Oh yeah, that’s right” “Seeing how you were a gentleman and you did make me laugh more than a couple of times, I should clarify myself and thank you for a nice dinner date,” she said. Before John could even reply Amanda proceeded with a counter question. “So would you, as my date, walk with me downtown and help me enjoy the rest of the evening?”
“Couldn’t think of anything I’d like to do more!” John replied.
John and Amanda made their way out of the restaurant and proceeded to make their way to the center of town. Amanda spotted another pair of couples nuzzling up to one another and hoped the same situation could be in her near future whether it be with John or not. A fiery yearning for solace still clouded Amanda’s mind.
“Hey, would you actually like to come over to my place and maybe enjoy a glass of wine with me?” She asked John.
“Uhm, that’d be really nice. Count me in.” “I must add though that I might’ve indulged in quite a few margaritas, so if you’d like, I could call a Lyft to take us there,” he said.
“Wow, didn’t see you as the responsible type,” Amanda said with a small laugh.
While John ordered the Lyft to take them to Amanda’s apartment, Amanda stood closely next to her adorning coworker. The nighttime came with a cool arid chill that crawled up her spine. Before the cold could cast a grip on her body, John’s arm arose from his side and wrapped around Amanda’s lower back. A tight grin struck her face as she inched closer to benefit from his warmth. The two of them looked and felt natural, as if this was the embrace of lovers from a time before. John’s gaze continued forward in a confident manner. His eyes narrowed, and his hold on Amanda loosened as the Lyft pulled off the road in front of them.
“Looks like our ride is here.” John said, while Amanda looked up from the ground.
The two entered the car, and before the wheels could even start rolling Amanda grabbed John by the hand and starred directly at him. Neither were smiling anymore but rather locked into what appeared to be an intense staring contest. with no regard on how the driver might judge them Amanda leaned close to John’s face while lifting her hand from his and placing it softly on johns cheek. the boy without missing a beat closed the distance and placed his lips upon hers. the anxiety and hopeless feelings of Amanda’s future dissIpated and a blanket of lust was casted over her. after a short time of subtle and gentle kissing johns tongue teased Amanda’s upper lip as it were saying “come hither”. Amanda’s hand fell from the side of johns face and found safety on johns inner thigh, with ever flick of his tongue Amanda’s hand inched further up johns thigh till it rested firmly on his cock. out of her peripheral Amanda spotted the lyft driver looking directly at her and john. Amanda had never displayed such passion in such a public setting but to hell with social norms, she had one thing and one thing only on her mind and it wasn’t her backseat manners. lost in the heat of the moment Amanda’s hand felt the blood rush to johns cock as she continued to hold on to her grip. as soon as the lyft picked the two star crossed lovers up the car came to a quick stop outside of Amanda’s apartment. without exchanging formality’s the two still locked together exited the vehicle from one door.
A loud thud hits the door as Amanda scurried to unlock it. as the two senseless lovers crash into the studio apartment. John spun Amanda around and firmly grips her by her hips. As he throws her up onto the counter Amanda lets out a soft wimper. a soft sweet moan leaks out of her mouth as John kisses and sucks on her neck his hands still place firmly around her hips. the two start to exchange kisses and his hand shift from her hip and grabs her in between the legs. Amanda’s leggings couldn’t contain the wetness that seems to be pouring from between her soft thighs. John makes his intentions know as he pull her leggings from her waist. In one stride he puts his tongue on her sternum and draws a wet line to her pussy. Amanda notices her cheeks get red hot as she grins and bites her lips. john then kisses the inside of her right thigh as his hands sink into the tops of Amandas soft thighs. the soft wet kisses on Amanda’s inner thighs slowly worked their ways to the outside of her swollen lush outer lips. with every inch gained and every soft lick given Amanda’s legs quiver and shake as a sweet low moan leaves her red lips. John hunkers down on his firm grip around Amanda’s legs and presses his lips tightly around her clit. the motion of his jaw repeating a volley of up and down licks and kisses turn the area around his mouth soaked. a hard thrash of Amanda’s legs confirms the effectiveness of johns pursuit of pleasure he intended on making his new lover feel. Amanda’s moans begin to become stuttered as her breathing becomes more rapid under the gazing eyes of lust ridden coworker. as Amanda come closer to the not so familiar feeling of climax a tear begins to crest her eye as a long drought of meaningful love making appears to evaporate from her life. with Amanda’s soft hands gripping the pillow that lay beneath the beautiful flow of her hair John’s ritual of kisses and licks come to a stop as his posture straightens and he looks down on the mess of his own doing. a smile is reflected off of Amanda’s eyes as John realize the joy he’s brought to his stunned partner. a quick slap of leather excites Amanda as she see him pulling out his cock from his pants. with his cock out of his pants johns left hand firmly grip Amanda’s right upper thigh pushing it closer to her stomach as his right hand slowly presses the head of his cock on her wet plum wet lips. Amanda’s eyes flutter and roll casually roll uppard as he pushes inside her in one loving motion. Johns right hand comes up and matches the position of his left. with firm pressure evenly distributed on his lovers thighs john begins to the slowly thrust into and away from Amanda. after every stroke Amanda’s moans became deeper as the air from her lungs disapated. without making a sound John realeses the presure he once applied to Amanda’s legs and slowly postured up from Amanda who was lost in exctasy. Amanda’s eyes opened and zeroed in on John her lip being grasped by her upper teeth.
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