Married Harry in “Barista Bang!”

Harold, or Harry to his friends, was a pretty normal middle-aged guy living in a small town in Nebraska. He had a family, a regular job at City Hall that didn’t bring him into the public’s eye, and a pretty wife named Diane that he’d been faithful to for the last twenty-one years of his life.

Harry never gave any thought to the idea of a mid-life crisis, yet he had recently bought a used little convertible and found his eye was straying to young women more frequently than it used to. Even then, when Diane and he got together with their neighbors and shared a bucket of margaritas on a Saturday night, they might kid around about a mid-life crisis, but really none of them even knew what a mid-life crisis was supposed to look like and couldn’t be bothered to look it up. It was worth joking about, but not taking seriously, until last Sunday that is.

Saturday night, Harry and Diane had stayed up with their neighbors, Trish and Dave, drinking margaritas a little later than usual. Toward the end of the evening when the margaritas were running low, Harry had brought out a twelve year old bottle of single malt whiskey and he and Dave had downed a stiff three fingers worth, not once, but twice, so when Sunday morning rolled around, Harry was in pretty bad shape. He woke up early with hot, red eyes and an acid gut that gave his whole being a smoky, burned electrical tinge. Stumbling into his clothes from the night before, he pulled a baseball hat on, put on his sunglasses, and trudged out to his convertible. He put the top down even though it was a little too brisk yet, and slowly drove off to buy the usual latte for Diane and black coffee with one sugar for himself.

Driving across the small country town, he wasn’t thinking much… just feeling sort of guilty about how much he had drunk and whether Diane was going to give him grief when he got home. Making the usual promises to himself to stop drinking so much, he pulled into the parking lot of the farm store where his regular coffee shop was located. One cool thing about driving a little sports car he thought to himself as he sped by signs for John Deere and Round Up, is the coffee girl has to lean way over to hand him the coffee, thus adding a beautiful shot of her cleavage to go with his order. Perfect! He wondered who it would be today as he pulled up under the window.

He was pleasantly surprised when a new girl came to the window. It was always hard to tell how tall a girl was when they were in the window above him, but this one seemed pretty short, albeit unbelievably striking. She was thin and paler than he usually cared for, but she had this amazing straw-like, fly away blonde hair that was almost white. She was wearing a tight dark blue tank top that was concealing what appeared to be beautifully full, yet small, melon like breasts. As they exchanged the usual pleasantries of good morning, his glance took in her shoulders and noticed there were no spaghetti straps from a bra. He immediately got a hard on and he scootched down in his seat a little to conceal himself.

After ordering the latte and black coffee, he hungrily watched her as she worked the machine. Fortunately, the ledge of the window was low enough that he could see she was wearing tight cut-off shorts that hugged a high, firm ass. He found himself wondering if she was wearing panties, since she didn’t seem to be wearing a bra, as he worked his wallet out of his pocket and noticed he had a few more twenties than he thought.

“So are you new here?” he asked, trying unsuccessfully to think of something interesting to say.

“Do you mean am I new to town, or new to the job? The answer to both would be, yes,” she replied as she put the caps on the coffee. “ I just moved here to go to school about a week ago, and today is only my second day on the job. I hope it picks up a little though. I was hoping this one job would be enough so I wouldn’t have to work two jobs, but I’m not too sure it’s going to work out. Do you want a carrier for the coffee?”

“No thanks,” Harry said and added, “ Well I hope it works out for you,” and held up a twenty for her. As she leaned over to exchange the coffee for the money, her long blonde hair fell over her shoulders, but with a gentle shake that rocked her cleavage and made the bulge in Harry’s pants even harder, she swung it over her shoulder. Harry’s hands brushed against her slim, long fingers as he took the coffee and an electrical tingle ran straight to his crotch.

“That’ll be six dollars,” she said as she straightened and made change in the drawer for him.

Thinking fast, Harry scanned the parking lot and pulled another twenty from his wallet. “ So the coffee business is a little slow, is it?” he asked with a hint of concern in his voice.

“Yeah,” she replied as she turned to him and stood for a minute to converse with him. “ As I said, I was hoping I would make enough in tips, but it’s not going too well so far.”

“ I have an idea,” said Harry. “ If you’ll lift your shirt and give me a quick peek I’ll let you keep the change and add another twenty,” he said with a smile and surprising calm as held up the twenty for her to see. Ready to speed off and hope he never saw her again if she didn’t go for it, he mentally kicked himself for just asking her that. What a fool he was!

Yet, to his astonishment, she quickly scanned the parking lot and seeing no one, said furtively, “ Okay,” and pulled up the front of her tee with both hands. Her breasts bobbed free and were glorious! They were perfectly round, full little orbs and tipped by the daintiest of dusky pink nipples standing proudly to attention in the cool morning air.

Harry moaned, “ Oh my god, you’re beautiful,” and she quickly slipped her shirt back down over her breasts. He handed her the twenty and the two of them held each other’s gaze in a strange air of part embarrassment, and part secret shared, that was tantalizing. “ Thank you,” Harry said quietly and putting the car in gear, continued with, “You have made my day!”

Blushing, she replied, “You’re welcome!” and, “Come again!” with a big smile.

The smiled at each other and Harry sped off, angels singing in his head as the sun shone down!