The Waitress

I'm not great with women and at 32 still single no prospects on the horizon either. I go to a diner for breakfast and again on my way home for my dinner. I was at the diner slightly later than normal, one of the waitresses a nice-looking woman of 51. Was deep in thought on my arrival and seemed distracted even while serving me. I knew she was widowed about year earlier, nothing much else. Anyway, I was paying my tab and about to leave when she approached me. Offered me a blowjob for enough money to rent a cheap room for the night. I was interested straight away, got the blowjob in the alley beside the diner. The next evening, I arrived late as the previous night hoping for a repeat offer. Which I got, I decided then and there to make a counteroffer of my own. She could stay with me in return for sex, she said she would think it over. The next night she accepted my offer; she is very willing to please me sexually and I already knew I was her only client. Mainly because I look harmless short, skinny and balding with glasses. She is slowly getting her life back on track as they say and will probably leave when she has, until then I will make the most of our arrangement.