A Brewing Romance - Sex Stories

A Brewing Romance

... when I first saw you, but I didn't want Aunt Martha to think anything bad of me," Mark said when they got downstairs. Giselle did look amazing in her off-the-shoulder style black stretch-knit minidress and black strappy high heel sandals. "Thank you, Mark. You look nice too. But then you always look nice since I see you on your way to work," she said. "Well, I enjoy seeing you on my way to work. You are a very nice way to start the day," he said. "You are sweet," Giselle said, taking his hand. Mark looked over at her and saw she had a little blush to her face. "Mark, I just realized upstairs when you introduced yourself to my Aunt Martha that I didn't even know your last name until then! Mine is Anderson. Giselle Anderson," she said. "Oh, not Reynold's then?" he said. "No, I still have my parents name, Aunt Martha thought it best I keep their name and so she didn't formally adopt me," she explained "I see. So what does your aunt do?" Mark said. "She doesn't work. She is on disability income and we get support from the state. Plus I help out with my jobs. At least while I can," she said. "What do you mean while you can?" he asked, innocently. "Well the only reason I can live with my aunt is because I am still in school. Otherwise my income would disqualify her from receiving her disability income. So as soon as I finish my college classes, I will have to leave," she said sadly. "She wouldn't be able to stay in her apartment without her income and we couldn't afford to live ...

... anyplace on just what I bring in. We're kind of caught between a rock and a hard place!" "Yeah that sucks," he said, sorry that he brought the conversation down. "Well we still have a couple years and who knows what will happen between now and then. I can only take a couple classes a semester with work and all, so it's slow going as far as getting through college," she said, trying to change the subject. About that time they pulled into the restaurant parking lot. "We're here. I've wanted to try this place out since it opened and being here with you makes it even better!" he said. Giselle smiled and took his hand as he helped her out of the car. "Hi, Welcome to Miguel's, is there just two of you tonight?" the hostess asked, meeting them at the door. "Yes just the two of us. Can we get a table someplace quiet and out of the way?" Mark asked. The hostess smiled knowingly, and took them to an intimate little corner of the building where they could talk and the whole place wouldn't see them. "Mark, I'm really glad you asked me out tonight," she said. "Oh, why is that?" he said, a bit surprised at her remark. "Well, can I tell you a little secret? I was actually working up the courage to ask you if you wanted to go out... you just beat me to it!" she said, looking down and blushing bright red. "Really? I didn't think you even noticed me! I mean you are sweet when I stop by, but I figured I was just another customer and you were nice to everyone," he said. "Oh no! I have... I have ...