Dylan and Wayne were sitting on the patio of Jimmy’s Fish House eating breakfast. As they ate, both of them kept scoping out their waitress, Tamra. They had already agreed that she was worth watching with her ponytail bouncing around as she moved about. If they were really honest, it was that nice tight ass in the short shorts and the shapely tits under her tank top that kept them watching. As they watched, Dylan couldn’t help but wonder if he could get her to go out for a drink with him.
As they chatted and watched, Tamra walked up to the table and said, “Guys, here is your check, no rush. I’ll be back to get it when you are ready.”
Dylan picked up the check she had just laid on the table. Then looking up at her, he quipped, “I wonder how big of a tip I would need to leave to get you to have a drink with me tonight?”
Tamra giggled a little and replied, “Quite large!” She then turned and walked off with a little more sway in her hips.
Wayne stifled a laugh as she walked away, but he knew Dylan; that was a challenge. He could already tell he was very interested in Tamra. He’d seen him go into what they jokingly called hunt mode many times. Now it was time to see how far he would be willing to go.
Wayne didn’t have long to wait. Dylan pulled out his wallet and counted off three one-hundred-dollar bills. Then he lifted his hand to signal Tamra over. When she got there, he handed her the check and the money before asking, “Is that large enough tip for a drink tonight?”
Tamra looked down at the bills and smiled before saying, “Okay, one drink! Meet me here at the bar at eight,” finishing with a wink before turning to walk off.
Wayne looked over at Dylan and said, “I’ll bet you the amount of her tip that she stands your ass up tonight,” laughing as he finished.
“You’re an asshole!”
******
Dylan walked into the bar at Jimmy’s a little before eight. He looked around the crowded bar and didn’t see Tamra anywhere. The sinking feeling that Wayne might have been right was quickly enveloping him. He walked up to the bar and ordered a drink to drown his sorrows. He was really looking to seeing her tonight.
The bartender sat the drink in front of him, but another hand snaked out and grabbed it just as he reached for it. He quickly jerked his head around to see who was grabbing his drink. Almost nose to nose with him was Tamra holding his drink.
“I guess this is the one drink I agreed to,” with that, she drained the glass in one long pull.
He just stared at her as she finished his drink. He truly was momentarily speechless. When he finally got his voice back, he said, “Well fuck, that didn’t go as planned.”
“So, what was the plan? To get me drunk and then hopefully fuck me?” smiling as she said it.
He laughed at her frankness before replying, “Well, maybe,” giving her a shrug.
Winking at him, she said, “I’m more fun sober, but buy another drink so I can at least get to know the guy who wants in my pants.” Dylan ordered two more drinks, and they carried them out to a table on the patio.
They spent the next few hours chatting. At first over drinks on the patio and later strolling along the water’s edge on the beach. They both quickly realized there was a mutual attraction. It was standing at the water’s edge that Dylan kissed Tamra for the first time that night. What was even better was when she kissed him back just as passionately.
They both knew where this was heading but knew it was time to decide the actual location. Dylan was the first to make a suggestion by saying, “Let’s head back to my condo. It’s just up the street from Jimmy’s.”
Tamra thought about that for a few heartbeats before replying, “What about your friend? Won’t he be there?”
“We each have private bedrooms with an adjoining living area,” Dylan paused before continuing with, “Besides, knowing Wayne, he’ll already have company as well.”
After that, it was all settled. They headed to Dylan’s condo to see what fun could be had. Both of them thought there would be a lot to be had.
******
As they entered the condo, Dylan yelled out Wayne’s name and got no response. He figured Wayne was still out or had hooked with somebody and gone back to their place. He led Tamra into the condo and gave her a quick tour. He stopped on the private patio area to show her the large hot tub outside.
After they were back inside, he got them both a beer from the fridge before leading her towards his bedroom. Then he had an idea and stopped at the door, turning to say, “How about a little time in the hot tub while we appear to be alone?”
“Sounds good, but I didn’t bring a suit,” she said, raising an eyebrow.
“Who said anything about wearing suits?”
To emphasize his point, he pulled his shirt off and pushed his shorts down. Tamra just stood back and watched until he was standing there naked. She was liking what she saw a lot.
“Your turn,” he winked while saying it.
Tamra kicked off the sandals she was wearing before hooking her fingers into the waistband of her shorts. She gave them a little push, and they slid to the floor. Her top was next.
Dylan was eyeing her as she undressed. Like her, he was enjoying the sight in front of him. His cock twitched to life when she pulled her top off. She didn’t have a bra on, so her tits were in full view. He noticed she had large perky nipples and dark aerosols topping a nicely shaped pair of tits.
She knew he was staring at her tits, but she was also standing there only in a pair of sheer panties. When she moved to slide them off, his eyes left her tits to follow her hands to her panties. His attention was focused solely on her crotch as she bared it, sliding the panties down.
He was still staring as she straightened back up, but she broke his stare by saying, “Are you ready for the hot tub or the bed?”
“Umm, the bed would be fine,” reaching out and pulling her to him for a very passionate kiss.
She said, “Tough; you got me wanting a soak in the hot tub now,” winking when they parted.
******
It didn’t take long for things to heat up between them in the hot tub. Their hands and fingers started finding all the right places to touch, rub and tug on. It wasn’t long before Dylan was furiously fingering Tamra.
Dylan had three fingers buried in Tamra’s pussy, stroking them in and out. She was moaning loudly with each plunge of his fingers. He knew she was getting closer to the edge with each louder moan. He shifted his hand to rub her clit, causing even louder and protracted moans. This just pushed him to work her pussy harder.
Suddenly she squealed and clamped her legs shut around his hand. He could feel the warmth of her juices even in the water as they flowed from her. Her body was shaking, and she had thrown her head back as she continued to be rocked by her orgasm. Finally, she relaxed, allowing Dylan to slip his fingers from her. She then settled down onto the seat next to him.
After a moment to finish relishing her orgasm, she Dylan’s cock in her hand under the water. It didn’t long, and his already partial hard cock was straining at full hardness. She nudged him towards the edge of the hot tub. He lifted himself out of the water and sat on its edge with his legs spread open.
Wasting no time, Tamra positioned herself between his spread legs. With her hand holding his cock, she slipped it between her lips. Dylan moaned at the touch of her tongue on his swollen cock head. This only encouraged her to suck him further in.
******
Tamra had been working Dylan’s cock over for a while. To get a better angle, she shifted herself onto one of the seats and brought her ass out of the water as she bent down on him. Dylan was propped back on his elbows, enjoying her fine efforts. It was no wonder neither of them heard or saw Wayne come out onto the patio.