Misty

Misty

She had been working at my restaurant for almost four years now.  I remember how excited she was the day she turned 16 and could finally get what she called a “Real” job.  I hired her as a favor to one of my closest friends and she had been around ever since.  I figured like most young girls her age she would quit pretty quick, once the drama of high school and real life absorbed her time, but to my surprise she didn't.
 

Graduation came and went and still Misty stayed.  She was struggling with the costs of the local college and so I stuck her behind the bar with a bit of a raise.  You know for the sake of friends and all that.  Each evening when she was not looking I padded her tip jar with some of my own cash in an effort to help her along. I kind of felt a bit responsible for her now after four years. She soon grew into a smart sexy woman right before my very eyes, easily manipulating all the boys who came around for drinks.  Because of her my business doubled and I was now the hottest night spot for all the local college kids. The restaurant became secondary to the bar and I quickly expanded it.

Late one evening after dealing with way too much paperwork in my office I came out and sat down at the bar, a bit stressed and overworked, and proceeded to drink way too much for a man my age.  My world swam in a fog at the bar.  Misty smiled at me every now and then while serving other customers as I just sat there drinking my worries away.  At some point in the evening, or morning, it dawned on me that the place was now empty save for Misty and me.  “Welcome back to earth” she said with a smile while setting a huge glass of water down in front of me.  I stared at the condensation gathering and running down the glass and watched it eventually pool at the bottom and spill over onto the bar.  Misty wipe up the puddle with a rag and moved on.  Somewhere in my haze I think I managed to say thank you. I smiled at her and took a very small sip of my water.  There was no way I could get any more fluid into my body but I pretended to do so for her sake.  

I sat there quietly for a while watching her cleanup and my mind raced with dirty thoughts.  I shook my head trying to clear the cobwebs, reminding myself that she was my friend’s daughter and while doing so, nearly fell off my chair.  Misty laughed a bit when she noticed.  “Hey silly you OK?” she asked with concern in her eye.  I managed to slur out a yes and mumble something that I hope sounded like I was leaving.  She shook her head no and I chose to ignore her heading out the door.  I remember standing in front of my car in the parking lot for god knows how long trying to find my keys.  It’s a very sobering feeling when you want to go somewhere and you realize you are way too drunk to even try.  After searching through the same three pockets over and over for what seemed like an eternity I was interrupted by a jingling sound.  I turned around to find Misty standing there, a few feet behind me, dangling my keys in the air. “You left these on the bar earlier and I put them away for safe keeping she said as she walked away.

She stopped for a moment and looked back at me.  “So either I’m driving you home in your car or you’re riding in my mine.” she tried looking stern as she said this.  I was in no shape to really argue so I just shrugged and followed her to her car.  “That’s what I thought.” She said with another of her perfect white smiles.  When I neared her old blue ford escort, I think it was blue, she opened the passenger door and told me to wait.  As she bent over to clear out the front seat of empty energy drinks and fast food wrappers I admired her ass.  It was inappropriate but I did it anyway.  Her backside was bathed perfectly by the yellow glow of the street lamp in the parking lot.  She was wearing skin tight black jeans that stuck to her like latex and it did wonders for her shape.  “God she was hot” I thought to myself.  I shook my head again trying to dismiss the thoughts.  “Come on man you have known her since she was a kid” I argued with myself, then wondered if I had said that out loud or just thought it.

In the meantime as I was struggling with what I had said or not said out loud I did not realize how close I gotten to Misty until when she finished cleaning the front seat and she stood up we nearly collided into one another.  There was a long pause as she stared at me with those gorgeous sea green eyes of hers.  She was just inches away and I could have leaned in and kissed her easily.  “Stop this” I thought to myself while taking a step back and apologizing.  She still stood there for a moment and then remembered to breathe.  She smiled again as her eyes flared and she handed me one of our “to go” cups from the restaurant. “Have some more water you will need it” she said. It was the biggest we had and it was full of ice water.  This time I hungrily accepted and nearly drank down the entire contents before she made it around to her side of the car.

When we got to my place I clumsily followed her up the stairs and into the door.  I sat on my couch sobering up a little more and she went to the kitchen.  Soon Misty returned with yet another giant glass of water and handed it to me.  I laughed at my thoughts and she in turn asked me why I was laughing.  I am one of those funny guys who has to make a joke out of everything so most of what I say is expected.  “So what were you laughing about?” Misty asked as she sat on the sofa beside me.  “Usually when someone wants to take advantage of another person they try and get them more drunk, not try and sober them up with more water.”  I laughed as I said this knowing full well that was not her intent.  She laughed a bit before the smile faded from her mouth and she responded.  “Well I figure if I am going to take advantage of you I want you good and sober.  You know,  so you remember every second you spend with me and not write it off due to alcohol later the next morning when you wake up next to me.”  The silence in the room was deafening.  I could hear my refrigerator whir and click on as I held my breath.  We both sat staring at one another for a while.  I was now stone cold sober.  “Was that an invitation?” I wondered to myself.    Now was the chance to beat a hasty retreat and not do anything I may come to regret later.  Still I just sat there drinking her in.  When she reached over with her hand and touched my leg it was as if someone had just dropped the largest atomic bomb the world has seen.  The gap between us closed in microseconds and the moment my body pressed against hers our lips crashed into one another.  She opened her mouth and her candy sweet tongue swept away any hesitation I had.  We would not be turning back from this moment.

The next few hours would be filled with views and experiences that are forever burnt into my memory.  She was a young flexible feline of pure sexual energy and my lust matched every bit of her need.  Our clothes were off quicker than you can say “I want you”. I clearly remember tearing her panties right off of her.  I can still see her naked, on top of me, riding me with moans of yes and pants of more.  I can clearly see her pale white thighs and perfect young breasts moving as she bounced upon me.  The shadows and lights accentuated her beauty in every way possible.  I can still feel her tight wet cunt swallowing my cock greedily.  She was pure and perfect and she was mine for the moment. I can still tasty her salty sweet sex on my tongue.  After what seemed like a month’s worth of positions, wetness and me cumming more times in one sexual encounter than I have ever in my life darkness consumed me.

I awoke to bright sunlight and empty bed the next morning.  I sat up wondering if the night before had all been a dream or just my drunken imagination run wild.  I looked around my room and saw no evidence that she or anyone had been there.  My heart sank a bit because although I knew any sort of relationship with her would be wrong I longed for her touch.  I wanted to see her laying there next to me in the morning.  I wanted her to be mine.  Slowly I dragged myself from my bed and found my way to the bathroom where I took the longest piss I had ever taken in my lifetime.  As I left the bathroom a bit disappointed and hungover I said out loud to no one in particular, “At least I didn't imagine all that water I drank because I just flushed the proof of that away.”  I rounded the corner into the kitchen with the intent to make me some heavy black coffee and stopped dead in my tracks.  There bathed in the morning light that streamed through my kitchen window stood Misty. 

She was simply gorgeous standing there between my window and refrigerator. She had on a the smallest, sexiest lace panties I had ever seen with a tiny Glamour Kills tank top that barely covered the rest of her amazing body.  I traced her cream peach skin with my eyes until they locked once again locked on her now bright and fiery green jewels.  There was lust in her stare and this time I was not confused by any alcohol.  She wanted me and I wanted her.  I stood silent admiring the beauty that she was.  “So hello there,” she said.  “Did I get you sober enough to realize that I plan to take advantage of you for a while more?”  I laughed when she asked this and stepped toward her.  Friends and what other people think be damned.  I planned to enjoy this young woman for as long as I could.  “Let’s go back to bed and talk about it huh?” I asked her.  Misty laughed and in response began peeling off her grey shirt.  We both would get that day off from work. It was a good thing I knew the boss.

Thomas Aiden

The Sin Series

Temptation has many names

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