The CEO and the Waitress

It was a wild love affair. The kind that shouldn’t have happened — but did. It was wrong in all the obvious ways, yet somehow, it felt undeniably right.

We had met up a few times before, always in secret, usually at a hotel. But this time, it was different. I didn’t just want her body. She didn’t just want mine. We wanted each other — completely, shamelessly, and with an ache that had been building for days.

We planned to meet in the underground parking lot at the mall. She was on her period, so we knew we’d be limited, but neither of us cared. I brought towels and wipes, just in case things got messy.

We climbed into the backseat. The air between us was already electric. Clothes came off fast, tossed aside without care. I laid back, and she climbed on top of me — skin on skin. She still had her tampon in, so we weren’t rushing toward penetration. That wasn’t the point. She moved against me slowly, rubbing her wetness along the length of my shaft. We were wrapped up in pure intimacy — kissing deeply, touching everywhere, completely consumed by the rhythm we had found together. It was hot. Intense. Tender. Addictive.

Then, out of nowhere, we heard the click of a car door handle.

Time froze.

A million thoughts raced through my mind — robbers, people we knew, someone with a camera? She leapt off me like lightning. I sat up just in time to see the door crack open.

Security.

I swore under my breath and slammed the door shut. We scrambled to get dressed, hearts racing, cheeks burning with embarrassment. Her bum had been in the air. Her breasts exposed. I was halfway hard and furious — not just at the intrusion, but at the sheer awkwardness of it all.

I stepped out, apologized, and tried to smooth things over. Thankfully, they left without making a scene.

Once they were gone, we sat in the car, rattled but laughing — hard. That adrenaline high mixed with complete disbelief. It was messy, ridiculous, and unforgettable.

To this day, we still joke about it. We’re not a couple, not officially. But there’s love there — strange, beautiful, undeniable love. And this? This was just one wild chapter in a story that never seems to end.