Awakenings Ch. 28 - Sex Stories

Awakenings Ch. 28

... dinner and a couple of scotches after dinner would be nice. Back at the motel I took a shower and drank a bottle of Heineken while I got dressed. Once I was ready I walked across the street to Jimmy's Steakhouse. Jimmy's had a row of six small two person tables lined up along the windows that looked out on to the street in front of the restaurant. While it wasn't a scenic view, the street served as a welcome focal point for patrons dining alone. The hostess seated me. A moment later a waitress arrived. I ordered a bottle of Heineken. She left. I stared at the cars driving by the restaurant while I thought about my wife and her new friend. I wondered if he'd already arrived at the house. I glanced at my watch. It was 7:10. Jeanne told me he was coming over at 6:30. It was an hour earlier at home. If he was punctual it would be another twenty minutes before he arrived. The waitress returned with my beer and a basket of wrapped crackers and bread sticks. After setting the basket of crackers in the middle of the table she poured half of my bottle of beer into a glass, set it and the half empty bottle in front of me and asked if I was ready to order. I was. I ordered a tossed salad, a small sirloin and a baked potato. As the waitress was leaving I noticed the hostess leading a middle aged woman to the next table along the window from mine. Trying to be discreet I took a sip of my beer and pretended to stare out the window while I surreptitiously watched the woman out of the ...

... corner of my eye. Maybe a year or two older than Jeanne and me, she had shoulder length dark hair, an enchanting smile and beautiful blue eyes. While she wasn't heavy, she was a full figured woman with an ample bust, a thick waist, generous hips and gorgeous rear end. I found her very attractive. At least momentarily, she made me forget about Jeanne and her new friend. She sat down in the chair on the opposite side of her table from where I was seated at my table. While we were at separate tables it created the feeling that we were dining together. I continued watching her. The same waitress who was taking care of me arrived at her table. The woman ordered a vodka martini. The waitress left. The woman leaned over and set her purse on the floor between her chair and the wall under the window. When she sat up again, she glanced at me. For a brief moment our eyes met, but she looked away immediately. Still trying to be discreet I watched. Suddenly her expression changed. She smiled, turned her gaze directly to me and said. "This is awkward, isn't it." Chuckling, I said, "Yes it is. We're dining alone, but in a way we're dining together." "I'm generally not this forward, but as you just pointed out, in a way we've already been seated together. Would you like to make it official and join me at my table? Dining alone is so unsatisfying." "Yes, I'd like that very much." I picked up my glass of beer and the bottle next to it. As I walked over to her table I said, "My name is Michael ...