Stacy
“Are you okay Stacy?”
“Yeah, I am fine Angie. Can you believe that we are so dead tonight?”
“It is weird for a Friday night. One of us can leave early. Did you want to go?”
I shook my head that I didn’t. I needed the money and I didn’t have anywhere to go. We both knew that it was going to be her that left early. Angie had a life to get to while mine was still on hold until I got out of college.
“Well if you are going to stay, then I am going to take off. There is no need for both of us to be here if we aren’t making any money.”
I agreed and hoped that it would get busier. There was still another hour until close and I was hopeful that I would still make my quota for the night. If nothing else I would be able to start closing up early and get out of here before two.
After Angie left, I got a couple of more drinks for the few people that were in the bar and I made my way to the back to grab some beer cases from the cooler. I had to restock everything and it was better to get it done while it was dead like it was.
I was leaned into the floor cooler, trying to get another case in my arms before I went to the front when I turned around to Chris standing there. He scared the hell out of me and I dropped a case, glass bottles breaking and beer running out on the door.
“You have got to stop doing that Chris, seriously.”
He just kind of grinned at me and bent down to help me pick up the broken glass. “I will pay for the beer. I am sorry. I wanted to surprise you. I was back in town from Europe and you were the first person I wanted to see. I figured you were down here toiling away.”
He had made comments like that before, but most of the time I just ignored him. I did feel like I was toiling, but coming from a man with all of that money, it just made it worse somehow. It made me not want to talk to him. This was my life right now, so there was really nothing that I could do about it. I would be out of college soon enough. Though I doubted I would ever make the kind of money that he makes, I would be far more comfortable than I was now.
“Yeah, I am always toiling away here it seems like. Though who says toil? I don’t think I have heard that said in a very long time.”
“It is a good word.”
“So why are you here? Are you here to see me toil?”
“I guess I am. I just wanted to see you and make sure that I hadn’t made you all up in a dream after a bender.”
I was trying to keep my distance and I started back towards the door that led out into the bar area. I needed to get away from him because I knew that no matter what I did, I was going to have to put some space between us before something happened. Every time Chris was close to me, I lost it. It was like that, whether I liked it or not. I just had to figure out a way to make sure that it didn’t happen again.
“Nope, still real and I have a real job to do.”
“Where is your help tonight, what was her name?”
“You really are bad with woman’s names, aren’t you?”
“Why do you ask that?”
I giggled a little because I forgot that I probably wasn’t supposed to share that bit that Keenan told me about him. Chris had moved in front of my way and I handed him a couple of cases. “It is better to help than hinder Chris.”
Wanting him to see it as a hint, he finally moved out into the bar area and I scanned the people that were still in there. Only four more people had showed up while I was gone and I took a few minutes to get more drinks since I was in the back for several minutes with Chris. It really hadn’t helped anything to get away from him for a few moments because when I went back into the back to get more stock, he was back there waiting for me.
“I needed to see you Stacy. Are you really going to deny what is going on between us?”
“I’m at work Chris.”
“You won’t return my calls.”
“Because I am at work. Some of us have to work more than a few hours a week. I have just been busy.”
He stopped me from taking another box of beers. “You aren’t busy right now.”
Taking the box from my hands, he set it back down in the cooler and held me by my arms. I had to look at him and I didn’t want to.
“Don’t hold me like this.”
Chris let go immediately. “Sorry, I just, want you to stop for a minute. You have barely even looked at me.”
I met his gaze, forcing myself to look into his eyes. I didn’t look because I didn’t want to see what was presently there. I knew what he wanted, Chris had never been very shy about making it clear, but now was not the time. I couldn’t think when he was looking at me like that. I just couldn’t.
“What Chris?”
“I want to go out.”
“I will let you know what times I have available.”
He scoffed at me and told me that he would most likely not hear from me again. “You are always busy Stacy. I have tried the traditional route to go out with you, but you make me resort to such measures to even get your attention.
“So fondling me under a table is traditional route for you?”
“Surprisingly yes, but all that has changed. I am changing and you don’t seem to see that. I am not the same man you met on the beach that night.”
My breath was coming out faster than what it should have. He was so close to me that I could feel his breath on my neck and shoulders. I pulled away. “I have done nothing to make you feel that way Chris.”
“I know, that is what makes this even harder to deal with. I don’t know why you have taken over my life, but at least think that we should see where it goes.”
I had a feeling I knew exactly where it was going to go and that was to a place I still wasn’t ready to go. If I knew that it would only end with fondling though, I may have been a little more inclined. I liked what he had done last time, a lot, but I still didn’t think I was ready to take it to the next level. I was closer than I had ever been before. I wanted him badly and that was what scared me the most. I didn’t know why he was so different either, just that he was.
“I know where this goes Chris. And…”
“I know you are not ready. But I am. I have been ready since I met you and saw those eyes of yours. They call to me Stacy. Why can you not see that?”
“I have to get to work.”
“You just aren’t listening Stacy.”
He pulled me back to him and my hands stopped me on his chest. His lips crashed down on mine and for a moment time stood still. My heart raced as his tongue delved in between my lips and he tasted me. I whimpered against him, trying my best not to be bothered by him, but it was impossible. I was melting in his grip and there was nothing that I could do about it.
I heard a moan in the room and I realized that it was me. His hands were everywhere and quickly he had me propped up on one of the cooler, his body wedged between my legs, while his hands were on my breasts, pinching and pulling on the sensitive tips. It was just like at the restaurant, though the build felt slower. I wanted to feel his fingers on me again and I pushed his hand down to my core.
Chris took the hint and started to rub on me faster and faster. My hands gripped his shoulders, unable to stop the pressure from building in my hands as it built up in my body. I was clinging to the man shamelessly, but if I let go, I was afraid I was going to lose myself completely.
“Tell me you feel nothing Stacy and I will stop.’
I whimpered with the idea of it and as my legs shook and tightened around his arm, I knew that I was going to come. I was so close and I begged him quietly not to stop. I didn’t want him to ever stop. It felt too good and the more I clung to him, the more I realized that it was never going to be enough until I had all of him. I wanted to take the next step with him in that moment.
“Did that feel good?” Chris had stopped rubbing so fast, but his hand went down my pants. He told me that he wanted to feel how wet I was. Nervously, I let him touch my core and it felt almost cold to the heat that was coming off of me. I felt like I was going to burn up at any second.
“Damn you are wet Stacy. I know that you want more. I can feel you clenching.”
Before I knew what he was doing, Chris was pushing a finger inside of me, causing a swift pain that made me cry out. I pushed him away and he looked to me confused. “What…?”
It dawned on him suddenly and I felt my face getting red. Just the move from his finger felt like I had been stabbed and it was sore as I got off the side of the cooler. While my mind thought I was ready, my body wasn’t. He was looking at me in such a way that I could no longer look at him.
“Please leave Chris. I told you before I am not ready for all of this. You can’t just push me into it. I need time, if it is ever going to work.”
“That is the first time that you have suggested that it might be possible.”
“Anything is possible Chris, but I am going to get fired if the owner sees the footage from a few minutes ago. I need to get my work done.”
He shook his head and asked me how I could turn it off. I wasn’t sure what he was talking about because I certainly hadn’t turned anything off. I was still dying for him and the more I thought about it, the more I realized I had already lost. This denial I was doing right now was only going to prolong the inevitable. I know now that this is going to happen whether I like it or not. I wasn’t really sure if I did or not.
“You can’t be serious. You won’t at least come out with me tonight?”
I shook my head a little faster than I should have, but no part of me thought that being around him was going to be a good idea. I knew better and there was nothing that I could do to stop any of it. I was in love and I was tired of waiting. But I still had that familiar fear when I thought about it. My mind and body were at opposites ends of the field and I was trying to get the two to agree to something. I know for certain what my body wanted to do, but my brain chimed in all of the things that could go wrong with it.
“Not tonight. I am tired, but I will have Thursday night off if you want to go out.”
“Like on a real date?”
“Yes, like a real date.”
“Fine, I will wait a few more days, but don’t think you are going to be able to put me off for long. I am holding you to this.”
“Okay, just let me get my work done Chris. I will call you in a couple of days. Okay?”
He wasn’t happy, it was pretty clear of that, but I tried not to let it bother me. I needed to get my work done and get my mind off of Chris. It was becoming a bigger issue than I could deal with at present.
As he left, I was saddened to see him go, but I was also relieved as well. There was no way that I was going to be able to get through the rest of the night with him on my mind. So I tried my best to push his touches and kisses away from my mind, but it was close to impossible. The last hour dragged on.
He had finally worn me down and I had finally agreed to a date. I had a feeling that it was going to be a mess, but Chris was right. There was something between us that I couldn’t get passed. It scared me, but at the same time I was excited by it all. I wanted Chris and I wanted what was going to happen next, but I was scared of what that meant for me. What that meant for the future.