Comfortably Numb Adventures: Georgina - Sex Stories

Comfortably Numb Adventures: Georgina

... going. "What can I get for you?" said a soft female voice with a wonderful Greek accent. Greece will not be the country I return to in my next life for a woman. I know you can't generalize, but I had yet to see a Greek woman over about the age of thirty that I would consider beautiful. Fortunately, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I looked up and beheld beauty. I sort of startled. Waiting to take my order was a statuesque black haired woman of maybe twenty-five. She had short shorts on and seemed to have endless legs. I hate fuck-me shoes (apparently unlike most men) and she had Roman sandals on with straps that went around her ankles. Other than hating fuck-me shoes, I have no feeling either way for shoes in general; shoes are shoes. Except for Roman sandals. Maybe when I was sixteen years old a teenager in Roman sandals played with my willy and now that I am able to actually get a hard-on, Roman sandals are a trigger. In any case, she had big dark eyes that I just wanted to stare into. Her wide mouth held a big smile. She looked at me and repeated: "Are you ready to order?" I swallowed, and she could clearly see that she had made an impression, but I suspected that that was pretty much how men always reacted to her. "Can I have a bowl with one scoop of pistachio and two of your delicious vanilla parfait?" I asked. "So you've been here before?" she opted. "At least a couple of times a year, but I don't remember you," I said, adding sheepishly, "and I would have ...

... remembered." That was pretty lame, Fred, I thought. "Thanks for the compliment - it was a compliment, right?" she asked. "Oh, it was definitely a compliment, but excuse me for being an idiot." "Every girl likes a compliment. I'll get your ice cream.” She walked away. Soo-ah-vey, I thought. How to impress a girl. She came back right away with a small slip of paper with the Wi-Fi code. "I think you'll want that?" she asked. "Is it working today?" "It was earlier. Maybe still okay if government hasn't gone bankrupt since," she laughed. I loved the Greek-accented English. "Where did you learn to speak English so well?" "I lived in the UK for a year," she replied, "au pere." "Cool. So how come you're here?" "This shop was my parents' but they decided to move back to Athens this past winter. I had been in Athens hoping for work, but no jobs, you know. So I take over the shop." "What do you think about living here?" "I grew up here, so I know the island, but it's not a great place for a single girl." "I can understand that; so, what will you do?" "I don't know yet. I have a brother who is five years younger than I am. He is in school in Thessalonika, but he may come back and run the shop, I don't know. This is a nice island if you are settled, but not if you are looking for something to do. I'll be right back." The guy behind the counter had called her, my dish was ready. She returned with my ice cream and a small bottle of water. You always get water. It's hot, and dehydration is an issue. ...