A Tip To Remember

“Sal, take table 12,” I heard the hostess say.

I gradually turned and peeked over there. ‘A pretty thirtyish brunette alone in a pink dress on a Tuesday night? And wow, she isn’t even trying to hide that rack, she is giving me a hard-on now,’ I thought before I calmly began walking towards her.

My eyes never drifted off her as she just looked over the menu for the moment.

Although, I still went over to her. “Hello, how are you tonight?”

She put the menu down and glanced at me. “I’m fine, Salvatore.”

“You can call me ‘Sal’ if you’d like,” I informed her, vibrating. ‘Don’t stare at her bosoms, don’t eyeball them. If she even thinks I might be checking them out, she could get me fired. Just look towards her face,’ I thought before a gap. ‘Crap, she is giving me a look.’

“Are you okay, Sal?”

“Yes, it has just been a long night, and I clock out in about a half hour.”

“And I’m lucky enough to be your last customer? Not a bad deal,” she mentioned, leaning back. “It takes a classy guy to at least pretend that he isn’t massively attracted to his customers, especially when they have their boobs out front and center.”

My eyes widened, and I looked away for a few seconds. “I guess.”

“Don’t worry; I won’t bust you for looking at them. At the very minimum, I’ll give you this: I’m Jadia,” she told me, prior to putting her hand out.

I casually took it and shook her hand for a few seconds. I was confident she felt me shaking nonstop, but she just smiled at me.

After a moment, I took my hand away. “What can I get you, Jadia?”

“Just a burger with fries please, and a beer,” she responded, handing me the menu. “I know it seems weird to go out to a nice restaurant in a sexy dress to get food you can get at a bar, but I tend to go out of my way to get some things I want. In this case: a handsome waiter.”

‘Is she hitting on me?’ I thought, grabbing the menu. “Thank you.”

“Your welcome.”

I didn’t know, but I just calmly walked away and put in her order.

After I put it in, I slowly turned my head to her. ‘I’m not sure what to make of her, but she has my motor running. She is waving at me in a sexy way, so is she coming onto me? I don’t even have another table to take my mind off her. Wow, she is stunning: a pretty face, straight brown hair, those breasts that look like c-cups and the whole persona she has too.’

I grabbed her a beer and brought it to her. “How are you so far?” I inquired, handing it to her.

“Fine, thank you. How are you, Sal?” she asked, opening it.

“Great, Jadia,” I answered, placing my hands on the chair across from her. “I’m just hoping to meet the woman of my dreams soon as well. You never know when she might come over.”

“True, and do you not have kids?” she pondered before taking a drink.

“Correct, and you?”

“No, but I’m open to someone putting a bun in my oven sometime. It is quite difficult to distinguish the guys I’d like to start a family with and the ones I’d probably be better off getting into bed with once. Are you surprised with this body that no one has been interested in getting that far with me?”

“No, not at all, It could simply be that you are too much woman for one man. You are dazzling if you don’t mind me saying so.”

“Oh,” she said grinning. “Not at all, Sal. You may compliment me all you want. Your charm might earn you a big tip.”

I bit down on my bottom lip. “Thank you; I’m going to go check on your food now,” I informed her before I began moving back towards the kitchen.

I strolled right into the bathroom and peeked in the mirror. “Wow, Jadia is something else it seems,” I whispered, breathing heavily and placing my hand on my crotch. “Damn, woman, if you aren’t hitting on me, then you’re causing an extreme unintended side effect: you are turning me on and breaking off the switch too.”

A customer walked in, so I just washed my hands and made a little eye contact. I just zipped my lip and played it cool for the moment, but then I went back out the door. I voyaged back towards her table, and she waved at me.

I waved back, but didn’t come back to her just yet. I turned my head away and strolled to the kitchen. Oddly enough, I saw her food ready for me to grab. I took in a deep breath and performed my duties as the waiter.

A moment later, I found myself back at her table. “Here you go, Jadia,” I said, setting the plate down. “I hope it is to your liking.”

“I’m sure it will be,” she mentioned, glancing at me and feeling my arm. “Solely because you delivered it to me. I’m sure you sprinkled a little extra ‘Sal magic’ on there for me, didn’t you? I’d hate to leave a small tip because you couldn’t do that for me.”

I swallowed once. “No, I did it for you.”

She picked the burger up and took a bite with her eyes closed. I watched her eat, and my jaw nearly dropped.

“Whoa, maybe you put a little too much of it on here,” she told me, peeking at me. “Although, I’ll forgive you.”

“Good, I’ll check on you in a few minutes.”

“Please do, I love the company of a hot and sexy man like you, Sal.”

I shook somewhat and walked away again. I just headed to a corner and placed my hands on my face. I couldn’t comprehend what was going on exactly, but I just tried not to draw attention.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think someone was pranking me. Is this chick leading me on or what? Does she want me, or could she be screwing with me? I know I’ve been a good waiter, but the jury is still out on the ‘WTF’ for this gal. She has been smiling at me lustfully, and even making a physical contact with me too.”

I stayed away for a few minutes, but kept her on my mind. Whether nothing was going on, or something, I had to check on her again.

I went back and placed my hands on the chair across from her again. “How was the burger?”

“Great, Sal,” she answered, wiping her mouth. “Who says a sexy lady eats slowly?”

“No one, I guess. Would you like the check or would desire some dessert?”

“No, I’m good, just the check pretty please,” she answered, placing her hands on mine.

I failed to move or say anything for a few seconds as our eyes stayed together and she smiled, but then I nodded and calmly walked back.

I turned away again and went to the register.