My Café Girl
A man gets an offer from his café girl that he can’t refuse.
I would like to think that my café girl adjusted her chair for my benefit. We have seen each other at the café several timesa week for the past three weeks. She sat down, and the waiter came over to take her order. Deep in thought, she closed her eyes. Her right leg crossed over and rested on her left leg, causing her short floral skirt to slip up slightly. The skirt roseenough to reveal the gentle curve of her right butt...