1. Just Call Me Sir- Chapter 1


    Date: 9/30/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Hotpants66, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    cause me to start going to the café everyday for lunch, hoping to see him again, hoping to give him my number. Day after day, I’m depressed by the time I leave because I’ve not seen him. My fourth visit in as many days, again he’s not here, I can’t even finish my lunch I’m so disappointed. I go to pay my check and I’m told it’s been taken care of. I ask by whom? The waitress hands me a note and says she doesn’t know his name but he has left this for me. I take the note and thank her. “Oh by the way, that must be some game the two of you play.” I stop in my tracks and ask her to repeat what she said. She goes on to explain that he’s been there every day, arriving before I do, watches me, and leaves shortly after I do. She thought it was some sort of game we play because he always told her he would have whatever I was having. I ask if she knows his name and she tells me no, and that she’s sorry that she didn’t realize I didn’t know him. I tell her not to worry about it, but the next time we are both there I would like her to let me know. She agrees and I head towards my car. I am looking every where trying to spot him but can’t. I sit in the car and open the note. You really should have more protein, fresh is best. What in the world does that mean? My phone startles me when it starts ringing. I don’t recognize the number and let it go to voice mail as I head for home. Once home I listen to the voice mail. “I thought I told you not to let me go to voice mail.” He called and I ...
    didn’t answer. How stupid could I be? How did he get my number? I decide that since I now have his number I will call him back. It’s a generic message. He had to know it was me calling because he has my number. I decide to be a smart ass and leave a message, “tag you’re it. And I can pay for my own lunch.” I listen to his message over and over, there’s just something about that voice that makes me want to do very bad things with him. I don’t let my phone more than arm’s length away from me the rest of the day hoping he will call but he doesn’t. The next morning I decide two can play this game. I head to the café early and spot the waitress. “You’re early today, but your friend is not here yet.” This might just work. I explain to her what’s been going on. She’s like a school girl excited to pass a note, but I tell her what I prefer is for her to let me know where’s he seated when I come back and if there is a way to get to him without me being obvious to let me know. She giggles at my plot. This will never work I start thinking. I go for a drive around the block for a while before returning. When she sees me she’s really a little too excited for my liking. She seats me and hands me a menu even though she knows I don’t need it, with her note inside. He’s in the corner just past the end of the bar and that if I let her know when I want to make my move she will distract him. She’s going to ruin it I think to myself and start to tell her I’ve changed my mind when my phone starts ...
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