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Author: Lawrence H. David
Title: The Usual
Part: Chapters 1-5
Summary: A trip to Charley's local diner for the 'usual' turns out to be
anything but...
Keywords: M voy F exh solo rom

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Author: Lawrence H. David
Title: The Usual
Part: Chapters 1-5
Summary: A trip to Charley's local diner for the 'usual' turns out to be anything but...
Keywords: M voy F exh solo rom

The Usual, Chapters 1-5 (M voy F exh solo rom)
by Lawrence H. David, January 2005

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    WARNING:
    This story contains material with explicit and sexual content that
    some may find offensive and may be illegal in some regions. 
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Chapter 1

Charley was in his usual lunchtime diner, eating his usual meal.  Nothing
unusual.  Ham and Cheese. Really, nothing unusual. He had no reason to
think there was anything unusual. Everything was the same as it always was.
For years, he's been doing the same usual thing.  Everything was the same,
that is, until he took a bite from his sandwich.

As he put the sandwich into his mouth and looked over the top of the
sandwich he saw her.  She was sitting in the booth on the other side of the
aisle. She was completely absorbed in a book she was reading - Charley
didn't know if she had ever been there before, he never took any notice of
his surroundings.  What caught his attention in this case, however, wasn't
the girl but it was her legs.  Actually, it wasn't her legs exactly,
although they were pretty nice, it was the fact that she was sitting across
from him, completely absorbed in her book with her feet planted on the
floor and her legs spread slightly so he had a wonderfully unencumbered
view of her luscious thighs and panties.

As soon as he noticed her 'situation' he immediately looked away because
that was the way he had been brought up.  One shouldn't be looking up a
girl's skirt even if she was practically showing off for him.  He finished
his bite and as he took another, he had to take another look.  Sure enough. 
There she was completely oblivious to the fact that she was showing off
everything she owned.  Charley could see she had on white cotton panties
and could see the outline of her pussy lips through the fabric.  God! 
Charley was sweating.

He looked away again.  This time it more fear of being caught.  He felt
like she had to notice him staring at her.  He looked at the girl to see if
she was looking at him.  She wasn't.  She was reading her book as if
nothing else in the world mattered.  He looked at the girl's face and
figured she must be in her early twenties. He would have thought someone
her age would have been taught how to sit in a more 'ladylike' way. Not
that he was complaining, mind you.  He was simply surprised by the
incongruity. He took another glance at her crotch.  God she looked nice! 

Jesus!  Calm down Charley!  Look somewhere else, give the girl a break! He
felt bad spying on someone so young; after all, he was thirty-eight and
shouldn't be spying on young girl's panties.

Charley took a couple more bites but his eyes drifted back to her legs.
"Mmmm, would I love to have those wrapped around me" he thought. 

He kept sneaking looks at her legs fully expecting to be caught but she
never looked up.  His heart was racing.  He wasn't sure if it was because
he was seeing this gorgeous pair of legs and the lovely panties or if it
was because he was worried about being caught - either way he was
breathless and had trouble swallowing his sandwich.  He had to shift his
position because his raging hardon was bound up in his shorts and was
hurting wickedly.  Jesus he hasn't had a hardon like this in years.

Before he knew it, he was done.  The girl was still reading but his lunch
was finished.  He was staring at her crotch when some movement out the
corner of his eye made him look away and pretend to be looking around the
room.  The waitress was coming over with his check.

"Here ya go Charley, Ham and Cheese with Coffee as always."

Charley panicked.  He wasn't ready to leave; he still wanted to look at the
girl.  How could he stay a bit longer?

"Um Charlene, I was thinking of having a dessert, what do you have?"

The waitress looked at him with surprise "You Charley?  You want dessert? 
You never order anything but Ham and Cheese with Coffee.  Are you feeling
alright?"

"Yes Charlene. Geez, can't a guy change his routine once in a while?"
Charley was getting impatient to have Charlene leave so he could look at
the girl again.

"Sure Charley, a 'normal' guy could change his routine.  Most do.  But
you've been coming here for years and it's always been the same thing.  You
never have to tell me what you want.  I always know before you get here. 
In fact, we can make it ahead - why do you think our service is so good. 
We have everything ready for you before you even arrive. But hey, if you
want dessert - that's great.  You surprise me, that's all.  Today we have
apple pie.  You can have it plain, warmed up a bit, with vanilla ice cream,
or warmed with vanilla ice cream.  What'll it be?"

Charley was sweating, he wanted to look some more at the girl but didn't
dare while Charlene was still there.  He needed to get rid of her.  He
ordered the thing he thought would take the longest to prepare "Warmed
apple pie with ice cream please."

"You got it." Charlene said while she walked away shaking her head. 

He watched her to make sure she was not looking back at him and then,
pretending to survey the room, took a quick glance back at the girl.  She
was still there with her legs open.  If anything, her legs were spread a
bit wider.  This brought his eyes back to stare at her marvelous crotch. 
He could clearly see the outline of her pussy lips now and was stunned to
see a bit of pubic hair around the edges of the leg band.

"Oh God! I don't know if I can resist staring at her.  I know I'm going to
get caught." Charley worried.

"Here ya go Charley!"

Charley was startled by Charlene calling to him.  He quickly looked her way
and was relieved that she wasn't really looking at him but had stopped at
the silverware stand to get a new fork for him.

"So soon?  I thought it would take a while to warm the pie?" Charley said
with an edge to his voice and then regretted it.

Charlene looked at him strangely and said quietly "Yeah Charley, so soon. 
The miracle of microwaves.  Do you want me to take it back?"

"No, no, Charlene.  I'm sorry; you just surprised me, that's all.  I had
expected it to take longer, thank you for the good service."  Charley truly
was sorry for sounding short with Charlene - she's always given him good
service over the years.

"No problem Charley, enjoy it."  She said quietly, placed the plate in
front of Charley, and left.

Charley slowly ate his pie. He was surprised that it actually tasted good. 
"Hmmm, maybe I should have this more often."

Every once in a while, when he could take it no longer, he would look up
and see the delight before him.  Too soon, he discovered that he was done
with his dessert as well.

"Shit!  May be I should order another" Charley considered briefly.  "Nah
that would look suspicious and I would never be able to finish it.  I know,
I'll order a coffee."  He was in no hurry so didn't bother trying to get
the waitress's attention.

It didn't matter, however, as Charlene was quickly to his table to clean up
his dessert plate.  This time she had a new check ready but didn't push it
on him asking, "Did you like the pie Charley?"

Charley looked up and said "Yes Charlene, actually it was quite good.  My
compliments to the chef."

Charlene cracked up at that and said, "Um ok, I'll tell 'him'" with a
strange emphasis on 'him'.  "I'm glad you liked it.  Would you like
anything else?" Charlene asked but seeming to know the answer.

"Yes, I think I'll have a cup of coffee."

Charlene was surprised. "Ok Charley, refills are on the house."

It was Charley's turn to be surprised.  Despite wanting to look at the
girl, he asked, "Is this a new policy?"

Charlene laughed a hearty laugh and said "Charley that's always been our
policy.  You don't know about it becuase you've only had one cup whenever
you've come here but you could always get refills."

Charlene's laugh caught Charley off guard.  There was something about that
laugh that aroused Charley. He wasn't sure if it was his excited state that
made the difference but her laugh sent a spark through him. He blushed and
said "Oh.  I didn't know."

"There's lots of things you don't know Charley" Charlene stated with a
certainty that startled Charley.  Charlene turned and walked away.  Charley
followed her with his eyes, first to make sure she was gone but also there
was something about the way she walked and the swing of her ass.  Again, he
thought it must be his aroused state but he was astonished to see what a
lovely figure Charlene had from behind.  He watched, disappointed when she
turned the corner.

He turned his attentions back to the girl across from him. She was gone! 
He looked around to see where she had gone but didn't see her anywhere in
the small diner.  Maybe she went to the ladies' room but she hadn't left
anything behind at the table so he assumed she was gone. "Shit!  I wanted
to see her get up" Charley thought.  "Not that it mattered" Charley mused
as he remembered the wonderful views she had given him. 

Looking back at the front of the diner Charley saw Charlene bringing the
pot of coffee and a new cup to him.  "Hmmm, Charlene looks pretty good from
the front too." Charley thought.  Her breasts were a good size, not overly
large but certainly complimented her figure nicely.  Her waist was very
trim spreading gracefully to those wonderful hips that Charley had noticed
just a while ago.  Why hadn't he ever noticed her before?  She didn't wear
any makeup so didn't go out of her way to draw attention to herself but she
had that natural, wholesome beauty that comes more from the soul than the
bottle.

When Charlene arrived, Charley asked, "Charlene, have you been working
out?"

Charlene laughed that hearty laugh that had caught Charley's attention
earlier and said "Sure Charley, I lift weights every chance I get." and
with that made a lifting motion with the coffee pot.  She looked at him
oddly and asked, "Why do you ask?"

Charley blushed "Um, I don't know.  I guess it looked like you've lost
weight that's all."

"Nope, been the same weight for as long as you've been coming here Charley. 
It really annoys the other girls.  Of course, I don't nibble like they do
either but to each their own."  Charlene paused and said, "You're about the
same weight you've always been aren't you?"

"Gee, I guess so.  I never bother checking my weight."

"Well if you start in on the apple pie for lunch every day you may have to
start." Charlene suggested with a smile.

"What a pretty smile" Charley thought.  "There is something definitely
different about her.  Oh well, I'll just enjoy it."

Charlene turned and walked back to the counter leaving Charley to admire
her from the rear while sipping his coffee.  He lingered a while taking
advantage of the extra time by watching Charlene as she waited on other
customers.  He especially liked it when she had to bend over a table to
wipe it down.  "Hmmm, really nice ass."

His empty cup reminded him it was time to go back to work.  He sighed but
left a 25% tip on the table and went to the register to pay.  He passed
Charlene on the way and he smiled to her.  She smiled back and said, "See
you tomorrow Charley."

That night Charley couldn't sleep.  He kept thinking about the girl with
the open legs and ended up getting up and jerking off for the first time in
years.  When he exploded, he was surprised by the force of it. "Oh God that
felt good."

Chapter 2

At work, the next morning, Charley kept looking at the clock impatiently
waiting for lunchtime.  Normally he left the office at 11:45 for the short
walk to the diner but today he couldn't wait any longer and left at 11:35. 
When he got to the diner, Charlene came over to him and said, "Charley are
you early or did our clocks stop?"  She looked quite concerned checking her
watch 3 times.

"No, I'm just a bit early.  Is it ok, you are open?"

"Of course we're open, silly, and, yes, it's ok.  We just don't have your
lunch ready for you yet."

"Um, maybe I'll have something different today.  Could you please give me a
menu?"  Charley thought this would be a good way to linger; he could take a
long time and sneak peeks while pretending to look over the menu.

"Um sure Charley, have a seat and I'll bring one over to you." Charlene
looked completely confused.

As Charley headed to his seat, he was crestfallen when he saw that the girl
wasn't there.  "I should have known. She was probably just passing through. 
A one-time thing."  Charley sighed and resigned himself to have the
'usual'.  He looked up, saw Charlene arrive with the menu, and was glad to
see that she looked as lovely today as she did yesterday. "Hmmm, maybe I'll
take my time after all."

"Here ya go Charley.  Bear in mind that the service won't be quite as fast
today as it usually is because I, I mean we usually make your 'usual' ahead
of time so it's ready when you get here."  Charlene was apologetic and a
bit flustered.

"It's ok Charlene; I'm not in any hurry.  I'll flag you down when I'm ready
to order."

"Thanks Charley. I brought some coffee if you'd like to start with that."

"Sure, that would be nice."

Charley watched Charlene as she poured the coffee.  Seeing her close like
this only reinforced the impression he had yesterday about how nicely
figured she was.  Charlene noticed him looking at her and seemed to be
nervous as she poured the coffee. When she was done, she wiped up a dribble
she had spilled, and said, "Flag me down when you want me Charley."  She
turned and headed back to the counter.  Charley watched her leave "Hmmm,
very nice."

When she was out of his view, he turned and looked at the menu.  Originally
he had planned to pick something that would take a long time but since the
girl wasn't here he would probably just have the 'usual'.  He was about to
put the menu down when he looked across the aisle and saw the girl!  There
she was just like yesterday, reading a book, feet on the floor, legs
slightly spread.  "Oh my God!"  Charley started sweating and quickly picked
up the menu to hide his expression.

He couldn't see clearly and had no idea what was on the menu.  He lowered
the menu slightly and looked over at the girl.  She had on a short skirt
again today and the same luscious thighs but had on panties that first
looked like polka dots.  Charley concentrated and saw they were little
roses on a pink background.  The roses formed a uniform pattern across her
belly but then seemed to converge as the material followed the contour of
her mound and shaped itself around her vulva. "Oh God! I could look at this
forever," Charley thought.  This brought him out of his reverie as he
realized he needed to order something that would take a long time to make
and eat.

Looking back at the menu, he knew that the stews and soups were all
pre-made so these wouldn't take any time at all.  The regular sandwiches
would also just take a few minutes.  What would take a while to make? 
Something they have to cook to order.  Charley didn't want a burger and was
afraid that these might be pre-cooked ahead of time so decided to stay away
from that.  Omelette?  Nah, that was quick also.  He was about to concede
that this is why these diners thrive, quick food for lunch, when he noticed
a footnote on the bottom of the page that read "Note: these dishes take
extra time to prepare and are not included in our '12 minute' lunch
guarantee."  His heart leapt "Yes!  That's what I want!" 

He saw a symbol next to the footnote and quickly scanned the page for menu
items with the symbol.  At first glance he didn't see any and was about to
think they must have discontinued any of these items and forgot to remove
the footnote when he saw one, then two, then three little symbols in a
section at the bottom of the menu. The section was entitled "Charlene's
picks".  "Hmmm, I wonder if this is 'my' Charlene" Charley wondered.  If so
it was surprising that they would name a section after one of the
waitresses - I guess she's been here long enough to rate the mention, he
mused.

The first item in "Charlene's picks" was a Chicken Cordon Bleu sandwich. 
"Hmmm, this sounds good.  Grillerd fresh boneless chicken breast stuffed
with bleu cheese and ham.  That should take a while."  Charley looked up,
saw Charlene, and waved to her.  She saw him, smiled, and gave him a 'one
second' sign and finished with the customer she was serving.  Charlene came
over quickly and said, "What can I get you Charley?"

"I think I'll try the Chicken Cordon Bleu sandwich."

Charlene was clearly surprised and it took her a second to recover. "Um
Charley, that takes a longer time to prepare. Are you sure you want that?"

Charley was thinking "Good!" but simply said, "That's exactly what I want."

"Ok, I'll keep an eye on your coffee cup." She was about to leave but
turned back and, smiling, teasingly said, "You know refills are on the
house. It's a 'new' policy..." 

"Nice smile" Charley thought as he watched her disappear around the
counter.  A cough from the girl across the table brought him out of his
distraction and reminded him why he had ordered the item.  He picked up his
coffee cup and, bringing it to his lips, carefully glanced toward the girl. 
She was still engaged with her book and didn't look up at him.  He looked
down toward her legs and was happy to see her legs were separated a bit
more and he had a perfect view of her panties and crotch.

"God, I'm going to go to Hell for this," Charley thought as he shifted his
clothing to make room for his engorged cock. He kept alternating between
'nonchalantly' looking around and looking over his coffee cup directly into
her crotch.  Charlene came over a couple of times to check on his coffee. 
Each time he had to quickly pretend to be absorbed in the wallpaper or
something on the floor.  He blushed and tried to cover up his
embarrassment.  He was amazed he wasn't caught.  Each time Charlene made an
effort to assure Charley that it wouldn't be long for his lunch.  Charley
replied, "It's ok Charlene, I'm not in any hurry.  Take your time."

As distracting as Charlene's visits were Charley didn't seem to mind.  He
thought this odd because he really was under the spell of this girl's
crotch but he was also enjoying the comings and goings (especially the
goings) of Charlene.

Finally, Charlene arrived with his lunch.  With the lunch, she brought a
cloth napkin for him to use.  The diner had paper napkins at the table but
Charlene explained, as she put the cloth napkin down, "This deserves more
than the 'usual' paper napkins. I hope you enjoy it."

Charley smelled the sandwich as soon as Charlene put it down. "Mmmm, smells
wonderful.  I'm sure I will Charlene, thank you."

The sandwich smelled so good he temporarily forgot about the girl and took
a bite from the sandwich.  He was bowled over by the flavor.  It was
prepared perfectly and had a great combination of flavors of the grilled
chicken, bleu cheese, and ham. "Wow! This is really good!"  Charley took
another bite.  He was savoring the flavor when he heard a cough from the
girl.

Charley looked up and saw her attentively reading her book but her legs
were wider and she seemed to have moved more to the edge of her seat.  He
could now see her full crotch and how the panties wrapped around to her
ass.  "Christ she has to know I'm looking at her and she's still showing
off - even more so!  She has to be an exhibitionist!" Charley realized.

As this thought sunk in he realized with tremendous embarrassment that he
had been 'caught' after all. 'Caught' in two ways - one that she knew that
he was looking at her and two that she had actually set him up to look at
her.

"Jesus, I should have known!" Charley was feeling angry, partly with the
girl but just as much or more so at himself. He considered leaving out of
anger and embarrassment but the taste of the sandwich was too good to just
get up and leave. He decided to finish his lunch but to ignore the girl. 
He bent his head down and just focused on his lunch.  After a couple of
minutes, his emotions had subsided and he was simply enjoying the sandwich. 
He heard Charlene ask him, in barely a whisper, "How do you like it
Charley?"

He was startled that she was so close, he hadn't noticed, and he looked up
to her to answer. His gaze fell on her lips that seemed fuller than usual
and his eyes drifted to her cheek and then her neck. "I never noticed how
smooth she was," he thought to himself as he felt his heart rush a bit. "Is
it ok Charley?  You can tell me if it isn't." Charlene was looking
concerned.

This brought Charley out of his daydream and he answered immediately "Oh no
Charlene.  The sandwich is wonderful!  I never tasted anything so good.  Is
this new on the menu?"

Charlene cracked up. "You kill me Charley.  We go out of our way to have
special meals for our customers and you order ham and cheese sandwiches for
years.  What's it been? Ten years?  Yeah, I remember you first came in
almost exactly ten years ago.  All these years we have had dozens of
different choices on the menu.  This one has been on the menu for at least
five.  Every day you have the same thing - Ham and Cheese.

I'm not complaining Charley.  If that's what you like then I am very happy
to serve it to you but I would have expected someone who's been coming here
for ten years to try at least something else on the menu."

"Gee, Charlene, has it really been that long?  I guess I've been coming
here since I started my job at the bank. I started that on June 27 ten
years ago."

"Well there you go! It's June 24th now.  We should have a celebration for
you Charley on your tenth anniversary of being a customer.  We'll make the
baddest Ham and Cheese sandwich you've ever seen" Charlene teased.

"I might want to make it the baddest Chicken Cordon Bleu sandwich," Charley
countered.

Charlene smiled. "I'll tell you what Charley.  You try the rest of
Charlene's picks over the next two days and then tell me what you would
like to have for your anniversary meal.  I will make anything you want."

Charley liked her smile and he liked having her close to him teasing him
like this. "It's a deal Charlene.  This is going to be tough to beat
however."

"We'll see..." Charlene challenged and walked away from him with a walk
that made it very clear this walk was for his benefit alone.

"God! Where has she been all these years?" Charley wondered while he was
watching her.  He sipped the last bit of coffee and realized that he hadn't
looked at the girl at all; not since he figured out that she had set him
up.  He looked up and saw she was gone.  "Just as well, I'm not sure I like
being played with like that."  Charley left a generous tip and got up to
pay the bill.  Charlene waved to him as he left.  When he reached the
street, it seemed like a different place.  He didn't remember the sounds
being like this.  The store next to the diner was a flower shop and the
fresh flowers smelled wonderful.  A bakery was next and the smells and
sounds of people ordering seemed totally new to him.  Everything seemed to
have a vibrancy he had never noticed before.  "Wow!  It must be Spring!" 
Charley realized how foolish that was - it was the end of June, Spring was
over. 

The rest of the day had the same kind of electric feeling as he felt when
he left the diner.  He was hypersensitive to everything.  Every problem he
encountered at work seemed trivially easy to solve.  The day flew by.  When
he reached home, he had stopped in the local grocery to pick up some fresh
dinner fixings and a bottle of wine.  Usually he just cooked some kind of
prepared frozen or canned meal but today he wanted something different. 
After dinner, which he enjoyed immensely, he thought about the day's
events.  He thought about the girl with her flowered crotch and immediately
got a hardon.  He felt a tinge of anger but realized that was silly.  If
the girl wants to show off her crotch that's fine with him - although he
had to be careful not to be drawn into any kind of trap.  She certainly had
the right bait he reflected.  He decided to relieve his hardon.  Rather
than going to the bathroom, as he would have normally done, he unzipped his
pants while still sitting on the sofa.  He pulled down his pants and shorts
so he was naked from the waist down and started pulling on his cock. 

He thought about the flowered panties and the curves of the girl's pussy
lips, 

how the panties folded around to her beautiful ass,

how silky her thighs were,

how her lips seemed full and how the smoothness of her neck invited kisses,

how she moved her hips as she walked away from him,

how she laughed her hearty laugh and smiled at him.

The pressure built quickly and soon Charley exploded and had to use his
napkin to keep from squirting all over his clothes.  As Charley regained
his breath, he realized it was Charlene who he had thought about as he had
come.  He began to look forward to his next visit to the diner.

Chapter 3

At 11:40, Charley arrived at the diner and said "Good morning Charlene."

"Well good morning Charley.  Are you ready for your next Charlene's Pick?"
Charlene teased.

"Yes, indeed!  I'm looking forward to it.  I don't even need to see the
menu - just bring me the next one!"

"That's one of the things I like about you Charley, you always know what
you want." They both laughed at that and Charley went to sit in 'his' spot. 
He noticed the girl wasn't there but wasn't surprised.  She probably went
somewhere else to bait someone else.  "Just as well" Charley said to
himself.

"What's just as well Charley?" Charlene was by his side with his coffee.

Charley blushed. "Oh nothing Charlene, I was just thinking about something
that happened, or I should say, didn't happen. Nothing important."  Charley
couldn't help noticing Charlene looked different today.  Did she have
lipstick on? Yes, it wasn't dramatic, a very light color but still a bit of
color that seemed to bring out her smile.

"You look nice today Charlene" Charley said and then was immediately
embarrassed for saying it.

Charlene blushed and said, "Why thank you Charley.  That was nice of you to
say."  She finished pouring his cup and then slowly walked back to the
counter.  She looked back at him as she turned.  Charley wished she hadn't
because she caught him staring at her wonderful backside as she had
sashayed across the floor.  Charley was burning with embarrassment when he
heard a cough.  He panicked and looked across the aisle and saw the girl
sitting there.  She wasn't there when he had arrived and didn't see her
come in but there she was!  He decided he wasn't going to look at her legs
and he looked away from her.

He sipped his coffee looking toward the front hoping to catch a sight of
Charlene again.  He heard another cough. "God!  I wish she would stop this! 
I shouldn't look.  I wonder what she's wearing today."  His eyes drifted
toward her to see if she was looking at him and he saw that she was focused
on her book.  His eyes were now out of his control as they drifted downward
and what he saw took his breath away.  She was on the edge of the seat with
her skirt hiked way up and her legs spread further than someone would
normally sit.  There between her magnificent thighs was a bright pink lace
thong!  The lace was see-through except for a very small panel covering her
pussy.  He could clearly see her pussy hair and the swell of her mound as
it fought the restraint of the thong.  The strap at the back of the thong
disappeared between her lovely smooth ass cheeks.  Charley wanted to go
over there and eat the thong away. He was having trouble breathing and his
pants were completely swollen from his massive erection.

"Want some more?"

Charley jumped! "What?!"

"I'm sorry Charley," Charlene apologized. "I didn't mean to startle you.  I
just wondered if you wanted some more coffee."

"Um, no, I think I'm uh ok for now." Charley stammered.

As Charlene left, Charley broke out in a cold sweat. "Christ she must have
seen me staring at the girl's crotch but she didn't say anything.  She
didn't even act like anything was out of the ordinary."

Charley went to the men's room to splash water on his face.  He had to cool
down.  What was he going to do?  He knew he couldn't resist looking at the
girl.  He knew if he did, he was going to get into trouble. "Jesus, I'm
dead meat.  I should just leave before anything happens."  He knew this was
the right thing to do and decided to apologize to Charlene and say
something came up at the bank.  He would pay her for the meal but he knew
he had to leave.

Resolved, he went back to his seat to pay for the meal but Charlene arrived
at the same time.  She had his lunch in her hands.

"Are you ok Charley?" Charlene was concerned.

"Um sure, but, uh, um, what is that smell?"

Charlene smiled, "That, my dear Charley, is your lunch. I hope you enjoy
it."  She put the plate on the table and waited for Charley to sit.

Charley, far from being resolved, was overcome with this delicious aroma
rising from his plate. He passively sat while taking in the scent. "What is
it?"

"That is Charlene's Pick number 2, Pork Tenderloin with Morels," Charlene
said proudly.

Charley instinctively cut a piece of pork; it literally melted off the
knife, and took a bite. "Oh wow Charlene, this is delicious! Please tell
the chef he's really outdone himself this time!"

Charlene giggled, "Ok Charley, I'll do that." She turned and Charley could
have sworn she wiggled her ass at him before she walked to the counter. 
She stood at the counter for a while watching him enjoy his lunch.

By the fifth bite, Charley was in heaven. "Man I never tasted anything this
good before."  He heard a cough and looked up at the girl.  He had
forgotten all about her and could see that she was going all out. She
looked uncomfortable in her seat as she had pushed her ass out over the
edge and was now showing him her crotch. He could clearly see a wet patch
in her thong where it covered her pussy.  Fifteen minutes ago, Charley
wouldn't have known what to do.  Now he simply continued his meal while he
savored the view.  He had a most luxurious feast for both the eyes and the
palate.

When he had finished the lunch, it had seemed as if Charlene had been
watching him the whole time because she came over as soon as he finished
the last morsel.  Charley knew he should have been concerned about Charlene
seeing him look up the girl's skirt but he was so satisfied he wasn't even
apprehensive.

"Was everything alright Charley?" Charlene asked with great interest.

"Charlene it was wonderful.  The best meal I've had in years if ever.  I
wish I had known about Charlene's Picks years ago. Are they named after
you?"

Charlene looked at Charley as if he might have a screw loose. "Um, yes
Charley, they are named after me. You amaze me sometimes."

"I do? How?" Charley was confused.

"Well let's just say I've never met anyone who is quite like you," Charlene
said as she picked up his plate and headed off to the counter.

Charley watched her retreat wondering what prompted that conversation.

He looked up and saw the girl was gone. "How the Hell does she do that? I
never see her come or go. Tomorrow I'll have to keep an eye out for her."

He got up and paid the bill thanking Charlene again for the wonderful meal.

That night even though his memory of the girl's thong and ass were vivid in
his mind it was the rose colored lips of Charlene that kissed him over the
edge of ecstasy.

Chapter 4

The next day, earlier than usual, on the way to the diner, Charley saw the
florist shop and decided to reward Charlene for the nice meal he had
yesterday.  He picked out a simple arrangement of Daisies.  This surprised
him because he always thought of formal arrangements of Roses whenever he
thought of florist shops but something about the Daisies struck him as
right.

He went into the diner and waited at the entrance until Charlene came up to
him.  He immediately saw that she had lipstick on again and he liked the
look. "Good morning Charlene, you look very nice today.  I brought you a
present." As he handed her the Daisies she had a very big smile on her
face. "Well thank you Charley, for both gifts."

"Both gifts? I only brought one." Charley was confused.

"Oh no, you telling me that I look very nice today was the best gift of
all" she said and then blushed a deep crimson red.

Charley smiled and Charlene led him to his seat. Charley was glad the girl
wasn't there yet and watched with pleasure as Charlene drifted to the
front.

Charlene came back with the coffee and purred "I have something special for
you today too Charley."

"You do? What is it?"

"Oh, a new meal I want to add to Charlene's Picks.  It's Thai, I hope you
like it hot."  Charlene's voice had a husky quality to it and, despite
Charley's lack of experience with spicy foods, this was going to be
impossible to resist.

"Um sure Charlene, I would love to try your new special."

"Ok, but I did warn you.  It will be hot today." Charlene said as she went
to the front with a walk that was already making Charley sweat.

Charley lifted the coffee to his lips and started to sip when he looked
across the aisle and immediately spit his coffee out of his mouth. There
across the way, was the girl, legs spread slightly with absolutely no
panties on.

Charlene came rushing up to the table as Charley tried to regain his
composure.  "Are you ok Charley?  What happened?" she asked while wiping up
the spilled coffee.

"Um, I guess it was too hot for me. I'm, uh, sorry I made such a mess."

"Nonsense, this is what running a diner is all about.  Maybe I should serve
something cool today anyway because of the spicy dish.  Do you like iced
tea?"

"Yeah, yeah, iced tea would be great."

Charlene finished cleaning up and quickly headed off to get Charley the
tea.  Charley watched after her, not so much to see her, but to keep from
looking at the girl.  Twice he heard a cough from across the aisle - the
second one louder than the first but he resisted the temptation and
continued to look toward the front.  He saw Charlene return with the tea
and wondered why she didn't say anything about the girl.  Even though the
girl's legs were under the table she was shifted enough on the edge of her
seat that Charlene had to see her. "Jesus, what am I going to do?"

The tea tasted cool and refreshing; it helped quench the fire that was
raging in him.  Maybe he should move to the front of the diner so he won't
be tempted.  He was about to get up when he saw Charlene return with a
plate.

"That was fast, I thought Charlene's Pick take a long time."

"Well usually they do, but the time to make Thai food is all in the
preparation of the ingredients, not the cooking itself.  In this case, it's
a Thai Beef salad with ingredients that can be cooked slightly ahead of
time. Since I knew I, um, was going to make this for you today, I was able
to prepare everything in advance.  I hope that's ok.  I wasn't too
presumptuous?"

"No, that's a great idea.  I'm glad you did."

"Just be careful with the spices.  If you see any of the red chili peppers
just push them aside, they are extremely hot and are just there for
flavoring, not to be eaten."

"Ok, thanks for the warning."

Charlene slowly walked back to the front while she kept looking back toward
him for his reaction.

Charley smelled the fresh citrusy smell of the food and could sense the
spicy heat.  He took a bit of meat and salad and immediately tasted a
complex medley of contrasting flavors, textures, and temperatures.  The
salad was cold but the hot spice was also clearly present and the
combination was a wonderful paradox. "Mmmm, very good" Charley thought as
he felt his internal temperature rise from the spice.

Cough. Charley looked up.  The girl was now balancing on the edge of her
seat.  Her legs were spread wide and her pussy lips were swollen open as if
to invite him in.  Charley took a bite and continued to look. He felt the
heat rise within. Another bite.  Sweat was pouring from his brow as he saw
the wetness of her pussy dripping to her ass.  More heat rising as he saw
the girl's hand shift under the table to rest on her thigh. Embers were
smoking as he continued his feast and willed her fingers to move.  The
fingers moved slightly as she stroked her thigh but with each stroke, her
finger moved closer and closer to her pussy. One more bite, the embers were
beginning to break into little flames.  Her hand moved ever closer and as
her fingers slowly moved closer Charley thought he could see her clit swell
outward reaching toward the finger. He was moving in slow motion just as
the girl's fingers were as they glacially moved closer to her raging cunt. 
His fork was in mid air as she reached her goal and the fingers went wild
racing up and down her pussy. She pushed the fingers deep within her and
then out again, dripping wet, rubbing hard against her clit.  Charley could
see she was close to climax as her whole body gyrated with her fucking
motion. He could hardly see her fingers as they violently attacked her clit
and he knew it would be any instant now as he bit down on his meal.

"ARRRRRRRRRGH! OH MY GOD!" Charley screamed out as the pepper scorched him
throughout.  Charlene came rushing over as he rudely spit out the pieces of
pepper left in his mouth.  He quickly doused the fire with his tea but it
was not enough.  Charlene ran off and quickly came back with another glass
full.  Charley hiccupped.  He couldn't stop while Charlene just looked at
him not knowing what to do.  For a couple of minutes tears flowed from his
eyes and the hiccupping was incessant.  He continued to drink and Charlene
kept rubbing his back.  She didn't expect that this would help much but she
had to do something to try to comfort him.  She was crying and kept
apologizing, "I'm so sorry Charley, I should have been more careful to take
the peppers out.  Are you going to be alright?"

Charley finally got his hiccups under control but was still tearing and
couldn't really see.  As bad as he felt he liked the feel of Charlene's
warm hand rubbing his back.  Finally, he was able to talk and said "Wow!
That was hot!"

"Oh God Charley, I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault Charlene, you warned me. I just wasn't paying
attention and paid the price.  I'm ok, really."

Charlene was overcome and put her arm around his head and pulled him close
to her. She rocked him while crying, "I didn't want to hurt you Charley. I
just wanted to spice up your life a bit."  Charley felt Charlene's breasts
comfort his head and he smelled the subtle fragrance of Charlene's soap or
perfume.  He loved the feeling of being held close to her. If it took
burning his face off to get into this position, he was more than willing to
do it again.

After Charley calmed down a bit Charlene must have realized how forward she
had been holding him against her breast and she gently released him and
tried to regain her composure. "Are you sure you're ok Charley?"

"Yes Charlene.  I am fine; in fact, I'm more than fine.  Thank you for
comforting me."

"Um, well, I guess I got carried away.  I was really concerned about you. 
I guess I shouldn't include this one on the menu," she said meekly.

"On the contrary Charlene, this was great. I loved it.  I just should watch
what I'm doing, that's all.  No harm done, it is quite good.  What do you
call it?"

"Well, now you're going to think it is a pretty silly name.  I was going to
call it Charlene's Fire."

Charley cracked up! "That's a perfect name for it.  YES!  That's what you
should call it and I shall order it often (not every day mind you)." 

Charlene and Charley both laughed as Charlene cleared away the plates. 
When Charlene had gone Charley carefully looked over and saw that the girl
was gone.  Charley was no longer surprised.  Somehow, it seemed fitting.

As Charley started to leave, Charlene came over and said, "You will be here
tomorrow right Charley?  Tomorrow is your tenth anniversary as our
customer, you must come."

Charley thought about it and what had happened today.  The girl had brought
a fire to his belly but it was Charlene he thought about most.  Finally, he
said "On one condition."

Charlene was concerned, "What's the condition Charley."

"That you are here as my guest rather than being here to serve me."

Charlene was confused, "You mean like as a 'date'?"

"YES! That's exactly what I mean.  Do you think your boss will let you take
the time off?"

Charlene cracked up. "Well my 'boss' is a hard task master but I think I
can convince the 'boss' to let me off just this once."

"Good!  Shall I meet you here at the 'usual' time?"

"Yes, that would be wonderful Charley."

That night all Charley could think about was his date with Charlene.  On
one hand, he was really disturbed about this because he had expected to be
thinking of nothing else but the girl wildly stroking her pussy.  He
concluded that the difference was one of finality versus one of promise. 
He sensed that the girl's job was to expose herself until she got off and
that was done.  With Charlene, however, everything was ahead of them. 
Charley wasn't sure where it would lead but he knew that he wanted to find
out.  Just last week everything was the 'usual'. Today he wanted anything
but.

Chapter 5

Charley stopped by the Florist on the way to the diner.  This time he
picked up a corsage that he had ordered earlier in the day.  As he entered
the diner, he looked around and was disappointed Charlene wasn't there. 

"Hello Charley."

Charley, startled, turned to the woman who was next to him and realized it
was Charlene.  She was dressed in a beautiful summer peasant dress that was
light, fluffy, and full of promise. The top was an elastic bodice that
showed plenty of cleavage.  It was an astonishing change from her usual
waitress uniform. "Wow Charlene, you look beautiful!" Charley said without
hesitation.

Charlene blushed and said "Oh so you prefer this to my usual attire?"

"Oh God Yes! You take my breath away."

Embarrassed Charlene joked, "Gosh, well let's get you seated before you
faint."  She was about to lead him to his table when he stopped her and put
out his arm.  She smiled, took his arm, and let him lead her to the table.
Charley was glad the girl wasn't there and decided to seat Charlene in his
usual seat and he sat across from her so Charlene would be all he would be
able to see.

After they sat, Charley remembered that he had the corsage and said, "Oh, I
forgot, I got this for you."

Charley handed her the box.  Charlene said, "It's lovely Charley but it is
customary for the man to put it on the woman."

They both stood and Charley took the corsage out of the box.  His hands
were shaking as he tried to position the corsage on the edge of the open
bodice without touching her.  Charlene smiled and said, "You're going to
stick me with the pin Charley." She grabbed his hand holding the corsage,
pulled the hand against her chest, and held it there.  Charley looked at
Charlene and saw her smiling back.  Charley relaxed and then finished the
job without any casualties.

"Mmmm, smells wonderful Charley. And I loved your flowers yesterday. How
did you know Daisies were my favorite flower?"

"Well I didn't know but they did seem to jump out at me so maybe I knew it
on some level."

"It was a very sweet thing to do.  It's funny.  You've been coming here for
exactly ten years and in all this time this is the first time we've had a
conversation that didn't involve you ordering something."

"And most of those I didn't even order.  It was always Ham and Cheese.  I
never had to order - it was always the 'usual' and you knew what I wanted
and also made the extra effort to prepare it in advance.  You've always
been nice to me; I don't know why it took me so long to notice.  I hope
there are many more conversations that don't involve ordering food from the
diner."

Charlene blushed, "I hope so too Charley."

"Did you have any trouble getting the time off?"

Charlene laughed "Are you kidding - these guys have been trying to get me
out of here for years!"

Charley was concerned "You don't mean they're going to fire you do you?"

"Oh Charley, you are a very smart person about some things but some things
you just don't notice.  No wonder it took ten years to get a date with
you!"

Charley was confused.

Charlene picked up one of the menus and turned it around so the front cover
was facing Charley and handed it to him.  Charley stared at Charlene but
then got the message that he was supposed to look at the menu.  He flipped
it over so he could see the selections when he heard a big sigh from
Charlene and she reached over and flipped the menu back to the front cover
"What does is say Charley?"

"Um, Charlene's Diner, good food, low prices. I knew that, that's why I
come here."

"You are amazing. Just read the first line."

"Charlene's Diner." Charley looked at her. "Charlene's Diner?  You mean
this is your place?"

Sigh, "Yes Charley."

"So they aren't going to fire you?"

"Not unless I'm feeling REALLY masochistic which isn't my style."

"I never knew."

"It was originally owned by my father.  I like to think he named it after
me but, actually, he named it after my mother whom he loved very much.  She
died when I was young.  I grew up in this place and inherited it when my
father died.  I guess I've always loved this place.  I'm glad you come here
Charley."

"I'm glad I come here too Charlene."

They talked for a while.  They didn't need to order since Charlene had
already arranged their menu, complete with a bottle of wine.  When the wine
was delivered, Charley said, "I didn't know you served wine here."

"We don't but as long as I don't charge you for this meal then we won't get
in trouble.  No law against drinking wine at your own table, now is there? 
Is it ok if you have wine for lunch?  It won't bother you at work?"

"Well, I was hoping to take the afternoon off Charlene so it won't matter."

"You were?  What are you going to do?"

"Well that depends on you.  I was hoping to convince your boss to let you
have the rest of the day off so I could spend it with you."

"Well we might be able to arrange something Charley.  You see I have an
'in' with the boss." Charlene winked at him.

"Charlene, I would love to have an 'in' with the boss as well." Charley
admitted with complete candor.

"You do Charley, you do.  Cheers."

Charley was very happy, the prospects were looking good but then he
remembered the girl.  Instinctively he turned to see if she was in her
usual seat.

"Do you need something Charley?"

Charley looked sheepish and said to Charlene "Well I was just wondering if
that girl was there."

"What girl?"

"That girl who's been coming in all week and sitting across the aisle."

"I don't remember any girl.  The only people who ever eat back here are the
regulars like you Charley.  Most people just want to sit at the counter,
have a quick meal, and leave.  There usually isn't anyone back here during
the weekday lunch crowd except you."

"Are you sure?"

"Well, I'm not positive but I would be surprised if any of the staff would
seat a single girl at a table for four.  Besides, most of the staff thinks
of that table as 'my' table anyway.  They wouldn't presume to sit someone
there unless it was busy."

"'Your' table?  What do you mean?"

"Well, when Daddy was running the place and was trying to get me to get a
college education, I used to come in here and use that table as my 'study
hall'.  As I said, only the regulars ever come back here so it was actually
a pretty quiet place to study.  I can't tell you how many hours I used to
spend reading back here.  There's a picture of me, on the wall, that Daddy
took when I wasn't looking.  It's actually a bit embarrassing but I can't
take it down because it's part of the history now."

Charley looked over and saw the picture on the wall over the table.  Afraid
to breathe, he slowly stood up and walked over to the picture.  There, in
black and white, was a photo of a twenty-year-old girl totally absorbed in
her reading, feet firmly planted on the floor, legs slightly spread, with
the most beautiful thighs and white cotton panties you've ever seen.

Charley couldn't believe it!  She was the girl!  He looked back at Charlene
and then saw the resemblance.  Charley had no idea what was going on or how
it happened but it was very clear he had been spying on the younger
Charlene for the last week.

Charlene cleared her throat and said, "Um, you can see why I'm embarrassed
by the photo. I guess I needed a mother's influence to teach me how to sit
properly."

Charley looked at her and said, "Charlene, you are as beautiful now as you
were then. I would have liked to know you then." He paused and then said,
"I do have to confess to you that if I was sitting in 'my' seat, across
from you sitting like that, I would look up your skirt.  I wouldn't be able
to control myself."

Charlene turn a bright red and looked down at the table as if contemplating
her response.  Finally, she looked up and looked directly into Charley's
eyes. "Charley, if you had been sitting across from me maybe I wouldn't
have minded if you looked."

The Beginning

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