by Hazel Parker
“Let me put on some pants and get this guy out of my house. I’ll meet you there in like a half hour.” Meredith hesitated again for a moment to tell the man he didn’t mind about her being loud the night before. “Bring Dale’s credit card; we’ll be needing it.” Katelyn laughed as she passed through the front door using the fob to unlock her matte-black sports car. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a black credit card with his name on it.
“Way ahead of you.”
*****
Katelyn sat on the outdoor patio and ordered herself the largest mimosa she could get. The waiter wasn’t exactly thrilled at the prospect of serving a drunk housewife all morning, but once she placed her husband’s credit card on the table, he didn’t seem to have a problem making sure that she never had a glass that was too low. As she sat waiting, she scrolled through her phone to see how long it would take before Dale would notice, but as usual, he was oblivious to everything.
Just as she was beginning to picture the two of them having sex, Meredith showed up and slumped down into the seat opposite her. Her sunglasses hung low on her face and her hair was tangled and disheveled. She was the opposite of what a person would view as “put together,” but that is exactly what Katelyn needed in her life. She and Meredith had grown close in college but had gone their separate ways right after graduating. Katelyn had gotten married and had her two children, Meredith took a few years and traveled the world, working as a travel journalist for a few publications.
Meredith opened the menu and studied it closely for a few moments before saying anything. The waiter came over and saw the way Meredith was slumped into her seat, examining the menu. He took a deep breath and loudly sighed. Meredith turned around and saw him looking downtrodden.
“Oh, I’m sorry, is my appearance not good enough for you?” The waiter began to mumble an apology but Meredith pulled a wad of money out her pocket and slammed it down onto the table. “Well, how does this look, punk?” Katelyn looked at the bills and saw that most of them were dollar bills. Meredith looked down at them as well and then back up at the waiter. “It probably doesn’t look great, but I’m not a stripper.” She slowly waded the money back up and put it into her pocket. “Just get me a gin and tonic.”
The waiter nodded and wrote it down on his pad of paper. As he walked away, Meredith looked over her shoulder to check him out. “You’ve gotta admit, he can get away with his poor attitude with a butt like that.” Katelyn and Meredith both laughed as the waiter walked away and after catching her breath, Meredith continued. “So, what’re we doing?”
Katelyn took out her phone and opened the conversation between herself and Dale and slid the phone across the table. Meredith read through it and saw the message. She shrugged and handed Katelyn the phone back across the table. Just at that moment, the waiter came back and dropped off their drinks, so Meredith held hers aloft and started a cheers.
“Here’s to getting back at men for their shitty inability to work technology.” Both women took large swigs from their drinks and slammed them back down onto the table. “Let’s get to work.” Meredith pulled out a small, black book from her purse and began to flip through the pages, clearly looking for something in particular. “Who was that guy that I introduced you to at my book signing?” Katelyn took her phone back off the table and started to scroll through her own contacts.
“Bill maybe? I can’t remember, I met a few people at that signing and it was so long ago.” The waiter came back with two glasses of water and Meredith reached out and caught the man’s hand. Katelyn looked up in horror as Meredith began to speak.
“Hey, what do you say you and my friend here meet up in the bathroom in fifteen minutes?” The waiter chuckled to himself nervously and looked over his shoulder at his boss who was watching him intently as he set down the waters. He pulled away from Meredith and just as Katelyn was about to protest he whispered under his breath.
“I’ll wait to see you go in, just make sure it’s clear and then you can give me some kind of signal.” The waiter then walked away quickly and began to defend himself to his irritated boss. They couldn’t make out what they were saying, but it seemed the boss wasn’t too excited about his young worker cozying up with the guests. Meredith laughed as she turned back towards Katelyn.
“Well, there you go. That’s one.” She reached forward and picked up her drink, sipping from it smugly. “I think you should get a different guy for every time he’s ever been with that homewrecker.” Katelyn raised her glass and they toasted again, laughing as they did so.
*****
Katelyn finished her drink and excused herself from the table. Meredith caught her as she was leaving and slipped a condom into her back pocket. Before Katelyn could ask why she had it, Meredith made the motion that her lips were sealed. Katelyn laughed and made her way towards the restroom, avoiding the gaze of the manager as she walked by him. She exited the dining area and walked past the kitchen towards the bathroom where she saw the waiter absentmindedly cleaning a few glasses on an empty table.
The liquor hit her and in a moment of pure risk, she changed her path so that she was walking directly past him. She grabbed his tie and pulled him in the direction of the bathroom to the enjoyment of the kitchen staff who began to hoot and holler as she kicked open the door. The waiter playfully resisted and cheered on the kitchen staff as they started to go crazy.
Katelyn quickly looked inside and saw that it was empty and pulled the young man in after her. She had to admit that she had gotten used to being married and had very nearly tuned out the presence of other men to the point that she had not taken a good long look at this waiter. However, now that she was about to be having this intimate moment, she wanted to know what she was working with.
It’s obvious why Meredith had thought this was a good choice. The young man was clearly either an aspiring actor or male model and was just working at this restaurant until he had his “big break.” He had a very popular hairstyle, slightly longer on the top with shaved sides. He had brown hair and there appeared to be streaks of blond or something similar that were not at all natural.
The waiter clearly knew how to show off what he was packing though, because both his shirt and his pants were cut well, the shirt pulled slightly at his chest and biceps, not enough to rip, but giving you the impression that if he wanted to, he could. His pants hugged his butt well, showing a slight bulge in the front without being too obnoxious about it. Katelyn pulled him into one of the stalls and locked the door behind them. She began to unbutton his shirt as he started to talk.
“So, can I ask your name, or what’s your deal?” Katelyn shook her head as she took his shirt off revealing a tight six pack and a hairless chest. She let out a small moan and felt her panties get wet as she looked at him. It had been years since she had had sex with Dale, but she had seen him naked whether she liked it or not; his doughy body was covered in patches of graying body hair, but this man was like a Ken doll—although hopefully with a penis.
“No, no names. There’s no need for any of that. It’s been awhile since I’ve been fucked and that’s what I want.” The waiter shrugged and appeared to have no problem with that. In a blur of motion, he had pulled off her shirt and tossed it over the stall wall. If there needed to be any indication that someone was using it, the shirt over the stall door would certainly do it. The waiter bent down and lifted Katelyn up, her legs wrapped around his waist and he pressed her up against the wall.
They began to make out, their lips locking and tongues flicking against one another. His hands cupped her ass and kneaded it as they passionately got sloppier with the kisses. Her own hands clawed at his back and reached up into his hair, messing up the once pristine combed over look. However, it didn’t seem to bother him as his fingers squeezed and spread her cheeks. She pulled away from the kiss as he did this and he began to kiss and nuzzle into her exposed neck.
After a few minutes of this, he placed her back on the ground and turned her so that she w
as facing the wall and he knelt behind her. He slowly pulled down her leggings, her ass falling a bit flatter as he did so. The waiter didn’t mind as he spread her cheeks apart and began to tongue her pussy. Katelyn was embarrassed at this point, realizing that she hadn’t been expecting company and that she hadn’t cleaned up, but the waiter didn’t care, his tongue lashing at her and his nose pressing into her ass.
Katelyn moaned and tried to find something to handle on the wall, but her hands slid over the tiles, her fingernails catching slightly on the grout. The waiter continued though, her pussy dripping from her own fluids, and his saliva. He reached over with one hand, the other keeping them apart, and began to finger her. Her pussy had grown tight over the years and she was thankful that he was being gentle and warming her back up to it.
While his finger plunged further and further inside of her, his fingertip teasing her G-Spot, Katelyn began to moan loudly, begging for his cock. He continued to finger her until she was screaming for it, her voice echoing through the bathroom. The waiter was happy to oblige as he stood up from the kneeling position and began to unfasten his belt.
Katelyn spun around and knelt before him now, waiting for him to present his cock. With a smile on his face he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. Katelyn moaned, “Fuck me,” under her breath as she saw it. It still wasn’t even hard and it was more than she had ever gotten from her husband.
She reached forward and took it in her right hand and began to stroke it slowly, leaning forward nervously. Katelyn licked the head of his penis as she stroked it; her free hand was down at her clit, keeping her stimulated throughout the process. He was hard within a few seconds and she was amazed at what he was packing. It explained his smug attitude though. If she had this hanging between her legs, she would do what she wanted too.
Katelyn didn’t only lick his dick for long, placing the head into her mouth after a moment. Her hand was still stroking and she followed her hand all the way down his shaft and then back out, making sure to give him double the pleasure. She couldn’t help but want something a bit more passionate though, and almost as if he had read her mind, the waiter reached down and with one hand began to speed her up by pressing on the back of her head and the other hand bent down further and began to fondle her tit.
His finger pinched her nipple as his fingers began to tangle in her long, chestnut hair. He took a handful of her hair and held it still as he began to thrust his hips at her mouth. Katelyn put her tongue out, offering more space as his dick firmly pressed into the back of her throat, causing her to gag slightly. This only seemed to fuel the fire a bit more for him as his cock throbbed. She moaned in pleasure at this, the intensity of her fingering herself growing.
After a few minutes of him fucking her face, Katelyn pressed the waiter away gently and he pulled out. He helped her to her feet and, as if she weighed nothing, lifted her into the air once again. However, this time as his hands kneaded and squeezed her ass, he also slid inside her. Katelyn let out a long moan as he continued to slide further inside her, his dick stretching her wide. Her fingers dug into his back, but he didn’t mind as he began to jostle his hips, driving his dick further inside with each stroke.
Katelyn felt her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he did this, his face nuzzled into her neck, kissing her and biting her slightly. Katelyn reached up and held his face in her neck firmer as he began to breathe heavily into her ear, sucking on her earlobe gently. She moaned with each thrust, calling out for him to keep doing it just like that, her breath becoming more and more jagged with each word.
Katelyn had no idea how much time passed as he fucked her before, his dick throbbing and pulsating inside her, he asked her where she would like him to cum. Katelyn moaned that she wanted to swallow it, so after a few more thrusts, her body shaking at this point, pleasure and goosebumps crashing like waves across her body, he set her back down.
She fell to her knees, her legs refusing to work properly, and she waited with her mouth open. He took his cock in one hand and held her head with the other. He rubbed himself a few times and then came, his semen rocketing out into her mouth. With three more strokes, he was empty and Katelyn, moaning, swallowed his load.
Immediately after, she stood up and began to dress again, pulling her pants back up and put her shirt back on. The waiter was breathing heavily and slowly gathered his things as he admired Katelyn’s body. Katelyn kissed him on the cheek as she finished getting dressed and looked him over head to toe again, biting her lip as she did so.
“Listen, when you’re dressed, can you bring another round of drinks for me and my friend?” The waiter laughed and said that he would. Katelyn walked to the mirror and washed her hands, splashing some water on her face. She fixed her hair and then, as she walked out, she blew another kiss for the waiter.
She exited the bathroom to see the entire kitchen staff staring at the door. They all scattered and began to excitedly talk amongst themselves, laughing. On any other day, if Katelyn had done something like that, she would have been mortified, but that wasn’t the kind of woman she was anymore. She was going to take what was hers from there on out. So, she confidently walked past the boss and returned to her seat to find a smug Meredith sitting at the table. As she sat down, Meredith began to laugh.
“Looks like he’s earned himself quite the tip; I could hear you from out here.” Katelyn laughed with her and took a long swig of water.
“Oh, yes he has, because I got a lot more than a tip from him.”
*****
Meredith and Katelyn both had a few drinks more and ate a few appetizers off the menu. When the check came, they found that the waiter had conveniently made a few errors in the final tally, saving them around eighty dollars for drinks. Katelyn made sure to leave him a tip that would convey that she had no intention of ever seeing him again, but she appreciated their time together. Or, at least that’s what Meredith told her the one-thousand-dollar tip would represent. If nothing else, it could get him a new set of headshots. Hey, he deserved it.
So, after finishing their water and sobering up a bit, the two ladies got in their cars and agreed to meet at Katelyn’s house. They still needed to figure out the next move in their scheme and they wanted to have a few more drinks without having to worry about driving.
After the short drive, Meredith and Katelyn both pulled into the driveway and noticed a strange car in the driveway. Katelyn checked her watch and was startled to find that they had brunched straight through lunch and this must be Sarah’s car dropping off the kids from school.
Katelyn checked her makeup in the mirror quickly before getting out of her car and she looked up to see Meredith standing next to the car looking in through the window. Meredith glanced back at Katelyn and mimed towards the car clearly asking, through a few well thought out gestures, if this was Sarah’s car.
Katelyn shrugged, but nodded, assuming that her intentions were good. Meredith nodded back and pulled out her keys. Starting from the trunk of the car all the way to the hood, she dragged her key, causing paint to splinter and pull away with each step. Katelyn stared at her in horror as she did this, but Meredith winked.
After making sure her makeup was done correctly, she got out of the car and jogged after Meredith, who was already walking in the front door. As they stepped inside, Katelyn’s kids rushed forward, hugging both of them. Katelyn greeted them with Meredith and as she looked up she saw that there were two young men standing in her foyer.
Grabbing her children, she pulled them behind her and Meredith and started to back up towards the door in terror. It wasn’t that these men were threatening, they were actually very gentle presences, but there is no greater fear than walking in on people you don’t recognize in your home. They both held up their hands almost in unison. That was when Katelyn realized they were twins.
“Ma’am, we didn’t mean to—” began the first man. He was tall with broad shoulders and had long, blond hair pulled back in a man bun. Katelyn knew that it was hip
for the time, but almost no one could pull it off. He had a bit of scruff on his face and she couldn’t help but compare him to Thor in her mind. He had large arms and carried himself well.
“Startle you, we promise,” finished his twin. However, this man wasn’t the massive, Thor-like figure that he stood next to. This man had short, blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He had a similar frame as his counterpart, but had gone for tone rather than size with his muscles. She thought that he must be a swimmer; his long arms looked like they were made of iron. Still though, she backed away from them slightly. Meredith did the opposite.
“You didn’t startle us, but you have to admit, strange men in my best friend’s home that we don’t know…” she trailed off and the two men began to apologize immediately. Katelyn didn’t know what it was about them, but they both seemed so genuine. And young. She hadn’t had a single man, let alone twin Nordic Gods, standing in her foyer before. Meredith stretched out her hand to greet them.
“My name is Stephen,” said Thor.
