The Pizza Girl Came II

If you have read the previous story you know I met Tammi when a customer in the bar I work at ordered pizza for everyone in the bar. You also know that Tammi was a 22 year old Asian girl and I am Joe, a 39 year old bar manager/bartender. Also, as stated in my previous story, Tammi lived with me for 6 months fucking me every which way but loose, bringing to life all my fantasies and desires. Unfortunatly, as everything in life does, Tammi decided she was going on to the next phase in her life and moved out of state. Our last night together was filled with tears, laughter and a lot of tender lovemaking as well as just downright pure outright fucking. Tammi was the most erotic lover I have ever had the pleasure of sex with bar none, however she needed to move on in her life and I was not one to hold her back. In the time after this happened, she did return to my city for visits and we did get together for a “remembrance” fuck when she did.

When Tammi left, I went back to my one night stands whenever I felt the need to get laid. As I worked in the bar, this was not usually a problem. I could usually find a girl to help “relieve my needs” even if I needed “beer goggles” in the morning….

One Friday night around 7:00 it was the usual pre-evening crowd just sitting around having a few drinks, chit-chatting, having some happy hour food and the other bartender and myself getting things ready for what we knew was going to be another busy Friday night because it was the first of the month.

Around 7:30 someone asked if we knew of a good pizza joint that delivers. I told them I do but asked “What is wrong with the happy hour food?” They said they wanted something different, so I dialed the number of my favorite pizza joint (yes the one that Tammi used to work at), handed the phone to the customer so they could place their order and went on about my business. After about 20 minutes I heard a female voice yell “Pizza…who ordered a pizza?” I turned round and there was this girl wearing some tight, black denim jeans and the red and black polo top of the pizza company. She was about 5’9” and weighed all of 100 pounds soaking wet. She had reddish blonde hair and an Asian-African American look about her. Sort of a mixed race look. She had the longest legs I have ever seen on a woman. I was mesmerized. I usually don’t go for tall women but this one was incredible. As I indicated a place for her to put down the pizza until the customer could come over to pay, she walked (sauntered is more like it) and put down the pizzas. She gave me this I know all about you look and asked me “Are you Joe?” I said “Yes, why? Do I know you from somewhere?” She said “I was a roommate of Tammi’s and she told me all about you.” I slowly turned red, then said “Oh, oh…I am in trouble.” As I said this I kind of chuckled. She said “My name is Melissa and Tammi used to tell me all about what went on in here during and after hours. I always wanted to come by to check it out but never did.” I asked her why she never did. She said “I don’t know..just had other things going on at the time I guess.” I told her “Well, if you ever want to come by and have a drink, I will buy your first drink.” She said “Well, you never know, maybe you might see me sometime. What days do you work?” I told her since I was the bar manager I was likely to be around most of the time, however I usually worked Friday and Saturday nights behind the bar. After collecting the money for the pizzas she said “Well, Joe, maybe we’ll see you around sometime. I really liked the stories Tammi used to tell me about this place.” And with that she disappeared out the door and I went back to work.

Well as the night went on and I promptly forgot about the conversation with Melissa until around 11:00 PM. I turned around and told the other bartender I was going outside for a break for about 15 minutes. As I walked out the backdoor into the unoccupied back patio I thought I heard my name being called in a loud whisper. I stopped for a moment but didn’t hear it again so I just shrugged and walked on. After I seated myself at one of the picnic tables and slowly sipped my soda (I didn’t allow my bartenders to drink on duty so I adhered to my rule as well) I heard the whisper again loudly but softly calling “Joe, Joe, Joe” I finally got curious and started looking around the patio but still couldn’t see anything at all. I sat back down then heard the rustle of the bushes behind me then felt hands around my eyes and a soft voice in my ears saying “I told you earlier I would be back and I also told you I REALLY liked the stories Tammi told me. I really want to experience the pleasure she said you gave her.” I turned my head to see her walking away and off into the night. I called after her but by the time I got to where she had been she had gotten into a car and left the parking lot. “Damn, I told myself, what the hell was that? She has to be teasing me,” I thought to myself. Oh well, it’s time to go back to work anyway. I went back inside and began the rest of my evening.