Avery - Sex Stories

Avery

It is funny how random and coincidental life events can be. Or, perhaps things are not as random as they seem; could it be fate at work which leads us to our destiny? It’s hard to say for sure, I suppose. Simply because my best friend needed help moving, my life was forever changed. But I would find out years later, it was actually events had taken place years before (when I was still in college) which made that questionably fateful day a reality. I was in my mid 30’s (36 to be exact) and had made a very good living for myself. I considered myself successful when it came to my career. I wasn’t independently wealthy, but I wasn’t hurting for money by any means, either. I could buy just about anything I wanted within reason. But where I always seemed to fall short was in personal relationships. There was always just something lacking: either I wasn’t into her or she was too into my bank account (which inevitably led me to not being into her). I’d been with plenty of girls, but when it came to real love, I was a bit of a loser. But then one day, my buddy Stan asked me to help him move. I really didn’t want to spend the day packing boxes and hauling furniture around; who does? I offered to pay to have movers do it, but he insisted on moving his things himself. Being the good friend, I agreed to help. He picked me up early on the morning of the move and insisted on buying breakfast. So we stopped at a little ‘mom & pop’ style diner near his place and grabbed a menu. Stan and I ...

... were looking through the menu when our waitress came up to take our order. When I looked up at her, I saw the most beautiful young woman I had ever set eyes upon. She was radiant; an absolute angel on earth. My usually quick mind went numb and I was unable to speak or even keep a coherent thought. What did I want for breakfast? Is it time for breakfast? What is breakfast? Suddenly a sharp pain struck my shin and I was snapped out of it for a moment; Stan had kicked me. I apologized and asked Avery (according to her name tag) what she recommended. She made a recommendation but I was barely aware of what it was, having decided to say yes to whatever she said. “Sure: that sounds good—I’ll have that,” I said. She laughed, turned to Stan and asked for his order and his response brought me back to reality. “I’m sorry: I’ve actually never seen him like this before,” he said before giving his order. “It’s ok; I’m actually flattered,” she said to Stan while smiling at me. Avery’s smile was beautiful beyond words and my heart was racing. She went to place our order and I watched as she disappeared into the kitchen. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Stan asked once she was gone. “What? What did I do?” “You gawked at her like a horny school boy.” “Oh, come on; I wasn’t that bad!” “Do you have any idea what she suggested you have for breakfast—which you agreed to?” Stan asked me. “Ummm…No, not really. Why?” “She suggested a cold shower for you. I’m surprised she didn’t turn the pitcher of ...