The Firefighter and the Girl From the Coffee Shop by Terry Towers Page B
Authors: Terry Towers
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about it; when she didn't he shrugged. "Yeah,
will probably just offer to work it so the other guys can go."
Alyssa heart
sank. For one glistening moment she thought he was finally going to
break the ice and ask her out. But nope, instead she feared she'd
just sunk a little deeper into the friend zone with him. She
silently cursed herself for letting the opportunity pass her
by.
Frowning, he
pushed himself off of the wall and took a step towards her, his
massive frame towering over hers. "What have you been doing in
there? You have a little something..." he slowly, hesitantly,
touched the side of her cheek with his hand, his thumb grazing her
jaw, wiping away the smudge.
Closing her
eyes, Alyssa sighed basking in the soft caress. She could feel him
moving closer, and his breath intermingled with hers. When she
opened her eyes back up, they immediately locked onto his hunger
filled ones, his mouth mere inches away. She could feel the heat
rising between them, like a simmering fire, waiting for the ideal
moment to rage out of control.
She felt her
cheeks growing warm.
Thinking back
she remembered that before cleaning the dining room she was
powdering some of the donuts so she must have gotten some on
herself. She was like a little tornado of disaster; wherever she
went, whatever she touched, became a disaster in virtually every
aspect of her life. A prime example, aside from the powder on her
chin was the man standing before her. All she needed to do was take
a chance, lean into him and let the chips fall as they may... It
seemed like such a simple and easy thing to do.
They stood,
gazing into each others eyes, their breaths continuing to mix until
their breathing became synchronized. Both longed to make the
contact, but neither one was willing to take the risk.
Headlights
passed by, breaking the moment - and she noticed a couple of cars
entering the parking lot, heading for the drive-thru speaker.
Stepping back she ran a shaky hand through her long dark hair and
shrugged, giving him an apologetic smile. "I gotta go. I'm sorry. I
think the bar rush is beginning." Walking over to the side door she
grabbed the handle, and then turned back to him. "See you
later?"
Hesitating a
moment, he straightened to his full six-foot-three and nodded,
thrusting his hands into the pockets of his black pants. "Yeah, I
ummm." He nodded and let out a loud huff of air, "I'll be back
later."
Pulling open
the door, Alyssa slipped inside giving him a small wave as she
locked it behind her. She watched him turn and saunter off across
the street, her eyes admiring his broad, muscular back and tight
ass. She could only imagine how amazing his body would look naked.
In fact, she imagined it frequently whenever she lay in bed
pleasuring herself.
"The ass
man wants a BLT," Jenny called out to her as she made her way
back behind the counter.
"The ass
man ." Alyssa groaned as she put her hair back up in a bun and
put her headset back on. Just who she wanted to see, the ass man.
The ass man was a taxi driver who was infamous for openly ogling
the women at the coffee shop. His favourite trick was to wait until
he got to the window and then request something the coffee shop
girl would have to bend over to get so he could get a good look at
her rump.
"That's a BLT,
on wheat please."
Hustling over
to the sandwich bar she began to put the sandwich together. "I'm
not letting him look at my ass tonight."
Jenny laughed
and gave Alyssa a wink over her shoulder. "I'll let him look at
mine instead. Better?"
"Much.
Thanks."
With her back
to the drive-thru window Alyssa didn't see his smirk, but knew he
was wearing one as the Ass man's cab pulled up to the window and he
greeted them with his usual 'how's my fine girls tonight.' She
didn't have to look to know his eyes were inspecting her ass as she
made his sandwich.
"Hey, Alyssa
honey, you want to bend down there and get me an extra creamer from
the cooler."
Alyssa gritted
her teeth. "Sure Richard, not a
will probably just offer to work it so the other guys can go."
Alyssa heart
sank. For one glistening moment she thought he was finally going to
break the ice and ask her out. But nope, instead she feared she'd
just sunk a little deeper into the friend zone with him. She
silently cursed herself for letting the opportunity pass her
by.
Frowning, he
pushed himself off of the wall and took a step towards her, his
massive frame towering over hers. "What have you been doing in
there? You have a little something..." he slowly, hesitantly,
touched the side of her cheek with his hand, his thumb grazing her
jaw, wiping away the smudge.
Closing her
eyes, Alyssa sighed basking in the soft caress. She could feel him
moving closer, and his breath intermingled with hers. When she
opened her eyes back up, they immediately locked onto his hunger
filled ones, his mouth mere inches away. She could feel the heat
rising between them, like a simmering fire, waiting for the ideal
moment to rage out of control.
She felt her
cheeks growing warm.
Thinking back
she remembered that before cleaning the dining room she was
powdering some of the donuts so she must have gotten some on
herself. She was like a little tornado of disaster; wherever she
went, whatever she touched, became a disaster in virtually every
aspect of her life. A prime example, aside from the powder on her
chin was the man standing before her. All she needed to do was take
a chance, lean into him and let the chips fall as they may... It
seemed like such a simple and easy thing to do.
They stood,
gazing into each others eyes, their breaths continuing to mix until
their breathing became synchronized. Both longed to make the
contact, but neither one was willing to take the risk.
Headlights
passed by, breaking the moment - and she noticed a couple of cars
entering the parking lot, heading for the drive-thru speaker.
Stepping back she ran a shaky hand through her long dark hair and
shrugged, giving him an apologetic smile. "I gotta go. I'm sorry. I
think the bar rush is beginning." Walking over to the side door she
grabbed the handle, and then turned back to him. "See you
later?"
Hesitating a
moment, he straightened to his full six-foot-three and nodded,
thrusting his hands into the pockets of his black pants. "Yeah, I
ummm." He nodded and let out a loud huff of air, "I'll be back
later."
Pulling open
the door, Alyssa slipped inside giving him a small wave as she
locked it behind her. She watched him turn and saunter off across
the street, her eyes admiring his broad, muscular back and tight
ass. She could only imagine how amazing his body would look naked.
In fact, she imagined it frequently whenever she lay in bed
pleasuring herself.
"The ass
man wants a BLT," Jenny called out to her as she made her way
back behind the counter.
"The ass
man ." Alyssa groaned as she put her hair back up in a bun and
put her headset back on. Just who she wanted to see, the ass man.
The ass man was a taxi driver who was infamous for openly ogling
the women at the coffee shop. His favourite trick was to wait until
he got to the window and then request something the coffee shop
girl would have to bend over to get so he could get a good look at
her rump.
"That's a BLT,
on wheat please."
Hustling over
to the sandwich bar she began to put the sandwich together. "I'm
not letting him look at my ass tonight."
Jenny laughed
and gave Alyssa a wink over her shoulder. "I'll let him look at
mine instead. Better?"
"Much.
Thanks."
With her back
to the drive-thru window Alyssa didn't see his smirk, but knew he
was wearing one as the Ass man's cab pulled up to the window and he
greeted them with his usual 'how's my fine girls tonight.' She
didn't have to look to know his eyes were inspecting her ass as she
made his sandwich.
"Hey, Alyssa
honey, you want to bend down there and get me an extra creamer from
the cooler."
Alyssa gritted
her teeth. "Sure Richard, not a
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