The Girl in the Bad Chinese Restaurant
Posted: 19 Jun 2015 07:41
Here's a pretty short recording of a pretty short tryst of someone whom I never really exchanged names with. It was so short, in fact, that it will probably take you longer to read the intro than listen to the recording much story.
Traveling for work, I was staying in a crappy hotel in a crappy town and went to go eat in the lounge of a crappy Chinese restaurant where there were just a few townies playing some crappy trivia game that appeared on a big screen TV while everyone entered their answers on these little electric boxes. A younger woman in her early to mid twenties (straight brown hair, glasses, thin build, job-logoed button down shirt and short pants) kept making eye contact with me, and so I tried to give her long smoldering gazes back. At one point I was ordering a second round and when I looked back her blouse, which had been buttoned all the way up near her neck, suddenly wasn't buttoned so high.
At one point she went to the restroom. After a minute, I went. I waited until she came out. The plan was to talk and flirt, but we looked at each other not moving for a minute, and then she kissed me, and then we were in the ladies room with the door locked, her shorts and panties around her ankles, and us continuing to keep eye contact in the mirror as she bent over the sink. A few minutes later, it was over, and I slipped out while she stayed to freshen up. A few minutes after I was back at my seat at the bar, she rejoined her friends. We never spoke, save one two line exchange.
"Wait, I need to turn off my phone," I said not turning off my phone so much as turning on the voice memo function as she was locking the door.
"Really? THAT'S what you need to do?" she responded (in an accent, but no idea what kind) with an a raised eyebrow, before leaning in to continue the kissing.
So a very good night, but a pretty short (and pretty quiet) recording
Traveling for work, I was staying in a crappy hotel in a crappy town and went to go eat in the lounge of a crappy Chinese restaurant where there were just a few townies playing some crappy trivia game that appeared on a big screen TV while everyone entered their answers on these little electric boxes. A younger woman in her early to mid twenties (straight brown hair, glasses, thin build, job-logoed button down shirt and short pants) kept making eye contact with me, and so I tried to give her long smoldering gazes back. At one point I was ordering a second round and when I looked back her blouse, which had been buttoned all the way up near her neck, suddenly wasn't buttoned so high.
At one point she went to the restroom. After a minute, I went. I waited until she came out. The plan was to talk and flirt, but we looked at each other not moving for a minute, and then she kissed me, and then we were in the ladies room with the door locked, her shorts and panties around her ankles, and us continuing to keep eye contact in the mirror as she bent over the sink. A few minutes later, it was over, and I slipped out while she stayed to freshen up. A few minutes after I was back at my seat at the bar, she rejoined her friends. We never spoke, save one two line exchange.
"Wait, I need to turn off my phone," I said not turning off my phone so much as turning on the voice memo function as she was locking the door.
"Really? THAT'S what you need to do?" she responded (in an accent, but no idea what kind) with an a raised eyebrow, before leaning in to continue the kissing.
So a very good night, but a pretty short (and pretty quiet) recording
