Work had gone badly after I stopped texting Becky. Things had gone wrong and then progressively worse from there. An entire project had slipped by 3 days so I had a ton of issues to clear up. This was going to cut into my plans tonight.
I phoned the diner and asked when the latest we could arrive would be. They told me that 9 o'clock was probably the latest they could manage. I phoned Becky and told her the bad news. She was fine with it and told me to get there as soon as I could manage.
I worked solidly for hours getting things cleaned up. I was a man possessed.
It was just after 8 when I pulled up outside her flat. I jumped out of the car and walked up to door. It opened before I had a chance to knock.
Becky was standing before me in a pale blue skirt that was just over mid-thigh in length. She had high heels on that accentuated her shapely calves and thighs and an open neck blouse.
"Wow", I managed to say
"Hiya Micky."
She grabbed me and gave me a long kiss. I felt her entire body press up against me. I could have easily stepped in through the door, closed it and ripped her clothes off; but I decided to instead break away from the kiss and get to the diner.
"We should get going" I said.
"Indeed."
She put on a jacket and we went out into the car. In an exaggerated show of etiquette I opened the door for her with a large flourish of hand gestures and bowing.
"Well I do declare Mr. Stevens, what a gentleman", she said in her best Southern Belle accent.
The car journey was nice. We chatted easily to each other about the rest of our day’s events. I neglected to tell her about Emma. I was going to get into that with her later. For now I just wanted to see if we could actually 'be' together. The conversation continued while never becoming awkward or forced. She talked about the fact that she had an afternoon 'nana nap' and that she had got a text message from Sarah at work trying to get some gossip. We laughed about Simon going home with a truly unattractive specimen. Pretty soon we got to the diner.
"Are we going here!" she said with a huge grin on her face
"Well you said you wanted to see what it was like."
"OH amazing!"
I smiled and secretly congratulated myself. I managed to park the car reasonably close to the restaurant but we took our time walking. Just talking as we wandered down the road looking into shop fronts at products and goods that we wish we could have. I did, however, notice for the first time some of the looks that I was getting from strangers. They were a mix of confusion and disgust.
Becky and I were holding hands. I felt safe doing this as we weren't in a particularly busy area. The main bar and club part of the city was at the other end of the main road and at this time on a Saturday would be busy. I felt confident that the chances of running into someone we knew would be small. But the looks on people's faces seeing an average looking middle aged man holding hands with a 19 year old 'smokin' hot babe' were unsettling. I could almost see people going through the scenarios in their minds. Are they a Father and Daughter? Is he going through a midlife crisis? Is she a gold digger?
Becky didn't seem to mind though. She kept chatting away and occasionally leaning up and giving me soft kisses on my lips and cheeks.
We made it to the diner and were seated straight away. We were sat in a booth across from each other. Our waitress was a perky blonde girl, probably around 18 or 19 with a nice hourglass figure accentuated by the 60's style uniform she was wearing.
"Hi there", the waitress said with a brilliant smile, "Would you like to order some drinks first?"
I ordered a beer and Becky went for a house wine.
"So a Father, Daughter night out?" the waitress asked innocently.
I was about to correct her when Becky piped up, "Yes, I haven't seen him for ages". She shot me a wicked grin. I decided to play along.
"Yeah, she's just back from University so we thought it was time for a catch up."
"Oh that is sweet - let me get you your drinks and I'll take your food order", she said walking away.
"What are you doing?!", I half laughed.
"Just a bit of role playing - let's have some fun".
So the night was set. I was going to pretend that Becky was my daughter for our amusement....not sure the waitress would understand though.
The waitress came back with our drinks and took our food order. I went with a bacon burger, chili fries and slaw, while Becky went with a chili dog, cheese fries and a strawberry milkshake.
Before the waitress (who was actually called Steph according to her name tag) left Becky asked her a question, "I'm going to be moving up here soon and I can see that you've got a great body. Can you recommend a gym for me?"
The waitress was a little taken back by the question. But I suspect also at the sultry, flirtatious way Becky had asked her.
"Um...I....well I go to Taylor's gym which is great if you want to do classes" she managed to reply.
"OK great. Hopefully I'll see you there one day".
The waitress left to place our order still with red cheeks. I sat there looking at Becky.
"What?" She protested.
"What are you doing?"
"Having some fun."
"She's going to think you are coming on to her", I laughed.
"Maybe she'll knock something off the price of the bill?"
"Or get the Manager to tell us to leave."
"She's pretty though", she asked me.
I wasn't falling for that, "Well she's not as beautiful as you", I proudly said.
"Oh I don't care about that. She's hot. We both know it."
"Well I guess she looks pretty good."
I jumped a little as I felt Becky's foot, minus her high heel, rub up against my thigh near my knee. She grinned as it slowly move towards my crotch.
She said in a soft voice, "Admit it, she's a babe. You'd go there."
Her foot was now up against my balls. Her toes gently massaging me. I looked around to see if anyone could see us. Everyone was concentrating on their own meals and conversations. Even if most of them looked over they could probably not see anything anyway. I moved my leg so it was raised as a shield so that those that were in our eye line would not be able to see the naughtiness going on under the table.
"I'm getting hard", I whispered to her.
"I know", she replied. "Tell me what you like most about her body?"
"Becky are you....."
Her foot moved a little so her toes were now up against my almost fully erect cock. It felt amazing.
"Tell me Micky, what part of her body would you like to touch?"
I was struggling to deal with what was going on. Judging by Becky's grin she was enjoying my confusion.
"I want to know Micky. When she comes back I want to look at whatever you're looking at."
I tried to put my arousal out of my mind to answer but her foot was doing an excellent job.
"Her tits are great", I managed to stutter. "I like that she is showing her cleavage off."
"Mmmmm - I like that as well. Make sure you make it obvious that you are looking at her tits when she delivers our food."
"But I don't want to offend her".
"She won't be offended".
Becky moved her foot away from me and giggled. I also let out a small laugh, although I was still very confused about what had just happened.
"I'm just going to nip to the toilet", Becky suddenly said.
She got up from the booth and straightened out her skirt and walked off towards the bathrooms.
I sat a bit dumbfounded. My idea of a romantic date was rapidly flying out the window. Things had changed so much on the dating circuit. It used to be meet someone, ask them out, keep going out and then if you're lucky get to make out with them and possibly get a fuck or two.
With Becky it was all different. She was bold and seemed to want to try things. Her appetite for sexual activities looked like it was going to challenge my own attitudes. But I noted that she was already changing the way I acted around the opposite sex. Even just being around her for the last few months I was more confident speaking to women. I was more open to situations and, dare I say it, felt younger and less inhibited.
I looked around the restaurant and saw a couple of pretty mid 20's girls chatting at a table. The thought of going up to them and introducing myself no longer filled me with fear. I knew that I was fairly average looking and didn't exactly have a body that girls were going to swoon over...but I didn't care. I felt like I was Micky 2.0.
I made a decision right there, in the middle of an American diner that I was going to be open to what Becky was offering. I was going to live a little. I was going to see where things ended up.
A short time later Becky came back to the table. Her foot went straight back on to my crotch and again started to massage me. About a minute later we saw the waitress coming over with our food.
"Remember what we agreed", Becky reminded me. "You have to stare at her breasts."
The Waitress arrived and I moved forward a little in my seat. I was expecting Becky's foot to once again fall to the floor but she carried on massaging my hard cock while the waitress put out our food. I caught Becky's eye and she motioned to me to start looking.
I looked up towards our waitress and smiled at her. I immediately dropped my eyes and come to rest on her cleavage. It was not as big as Becky's but it was still large enough to be impressive. It was framed by her frilly uniform neckline. The uniform was fitted so it contoured with her curves, from her swelling bosom down past her tapered waist and around her very nice hips and arse. I could see her clock that I was looking. I think she expected me to look away but with my arousal from Becky's foot making my bold I carried on looking and even managed to catch her eye a little.
She finished and started to leave. I leant back against the chair and continued to enjoy Becky's foot.
"Sorry, can I get another wine please?" Becky asked.
The waitress turned around unexpectedly and caught a view of my crotch being felt by Becky's foot. She stared at it for a little bit longer than necessary and then turned back to walk away.
"Check her arse out as well."
I moved a little so I could watch her walk down the aisle between the tables. Her arse was toned. Her legs were shapely and with her small uniform skirt it made for a very nice view. She turned her head and caught me looking. She didn't stop, speed up or make any noticeable reaction to the fact that I was so obviously checking her out. She carried on walking and made her way into the kitchen area.
"She is totally going to tell her Manager", I said shaking my head.
"No she won't. I think she quite liked it. Shall we eat?"
We both tucked in to our food. It was typical mass produced food. It was tasty but nothing amazing, although the chili fries were incredibly good. We ate slowly due to the amount of talking between us. I saw our waitress working her section. The diner was starting to empty out with people moving on to the rest of their night. She walked over to her station and adjusted her top so it was sitting lower on her chest. She walked over to our table.
"Everything OK with your meal?" Her cheeks were slightly blushed and her top was definitely sitting lower over her breasts. Becky's foot come straight back up to my crotch and almost instantly my erection developed. I was sure she could see Becky's foot.
"I'll just take some of these empties away", she said as she bent over giving me a fantastic view of her cleavage. She didn't look at me but I knew she was doing this on purpose. I saw her eyes drop to my crotch and I swear she made a little sound as she saw Becky's foot working on my cock. Becky motioned at me to say something.
"Everything is great here Stephanie." I moved back a little more in my chair so she could see even better.
Stephanie look again and softly bit her bottom lip.
"I'll come back shortly and clear things away when you're finished." She left again but this time she stopped at a table and picked up some cutlery. She bent from her waist giving me and Becky a great view of her arse. Her dress rode up a little so we got a lovely look at her thighs as well. She straightened up and walked off towards her station again. I looked around and didn't notice anyone looking in our direction. To be honest there was only 3 or 4 couples left in our area and none of them would be able to see wait was happening.
We kept eating for another 10 or so minutes until we finished up. Becky's foot was still doing its magic and I was starting to get to a point of no return.
"Becky - I'm not sure how much more I can take of this?"
"Are you close?"
"Very close. Do you want to get out of here?"
"No. I want dessert", she said with an impish smile.
Her foot continued to massage me, not vigorous like before, but still keeping me hard. Our waitress was packing up another table of people who had just left. She saw that we had finished. She took her tray of dirty plates to her station and again adjusted her top so it was further down her chest and walked towards our table.
"She's coming over", I managed to say.
"Good. I think we're almost finished."
The waitress arrived and immediately was greeted by Becky's foot working furiously on my cock. The clear and distinct outline of my fully erect member was plain to see.
"You're not Father and Daughter are you", the waitress said.
Becky looked at her, "Would it matter?"
The waitress blushed again, "No."
"Do you like watching me giving a foot job to my Dad?", Becky said brazenly.
The waitress was staring at my crotch, softly licking her lips, "Yes" she said in a whisper.
"Would you like to touch it?"
The waitress gasped a little and then turned around to look if anyone was watching. The now 2 remaining couples weren't paying us any attention, "Yes"
Becky continued to pump my cock with her foot. I could feel my orgasm approaching.
"He's going to cum Stephanie, you'd better hurry up. Dad - take off your belt and undo your trousers so Stephanie can make you cum".
I quickly undid my trousers, rational thought had completely gone out the window. I could only think about cumming and wanting to show Becky I was up for anything. I moved back a bit so I could move my boxers down enough to allow Stephanie access to my cock.
"I.....I.....shouldn't", Stephanie said looking over at the kitchen area.
"It'll just be a few seconds Stephanie. Dad has been looking at you all night and saying how much he wish he could cum over your tight arse and sexy tits".
Stephanie's eyes widened. I saw her hesitation so I decided to speak up.
"As soon as I saw you in your uniform Stephanie I got a hardon. My daughter was just helping me out. There is no way she would actually be the one to make me cum. That would be too far". I couldn't believe what I was saying but Becky nodded her approval.
Becky piped up again, "I'm fingering myself just thinking about you pulling my Dad off Stephanie. I wish I could see you suck him off but a hand job will have to do." Sure enough Becky moved back and showed Stephanie her hand up inside her own skirt, her fingers feverishly probing her cunt.
Stephanie reached forward instinctively as if to clear away our dishes. Instead she grasped my cock with her hand and started to pump it. Surprisingly she managed to keep up pretenses that she was merely cleaning up our table while her now pre-cum moistened hand slipped up and down my erect shaft.
Far too deep into the moment I said, "Show me your tits Stephanie."
Almost immediately her free hand pulled down one side of her top and allowed her breast to spring out. Her nipples were huge and standing firm. Without even thinking I leaned forward and placed my mouth over it and began sucking. Her fist pumps became faster and within a few tugs I felt my orgasm. I grabbed a napkin off the table and placed it over the head of my cock. My cum spurted out against it and drenched Stephanie's hand. I heard her gasp and then after the initial 4 or 5 eruptions she withdrew her hand and quickly lifted her top back over her breasts. I grabbed another napkin and made sure that my spunk was well covered. Stephanie quickly grabbed her towel and immediately wiped her hand, trying to look as though everything was normal.
Becky sat there with a huge smile on her face. She hadn't cum but she was definitely close.
The waitress quickly turned back and to her relief she saw that the remaining patrons on our side of the diner were none the wiser to what just happene
