Her Men

Chapter 3

Stella

Did I just hear him right? Did he say me?

"I'm sorry what?" I ask puzzled

He just laughs "I sorry, I meant would you like to have dinner with me?" and I blush at his question

"I'm just here to take your order," I say

"Do you not eat between here and working at the bar?"

"I do but it's usually in the back while I'm on a break"

"So, you don’t have days off?"

"Mmm yeah I do.... tonight" I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing am I even capable to go out on a date with him?

"Great I will pick you up at 7.... here's my number to send me your address," he says

He hands a card plus 10 bucks to pay for the tea and stands up leans in for a kiss on my cheek and I completely froze with his card in my hand but as I feel his lips on my cheek the soft way his bread scratch’s mine and I get hot ...hot everywhere. "I'll see you later," he says and smiles as he turns to walk out the door.

I finish my shift and quickly walk to the bar, I can't take Tristan off my mind and even Linda, Henry's mom noticed and sent me home saying I need a nap. Funny, I don’t think that’s what I need to take all this energy out of me. We aren't open yet it's three o'clock and we open at five. Since Henry and Tom are working tonight, he’s here already wiping off tables.

"Am I sexy?" I ask as I sit on the table, he just finished wiping. He gives me a what the hell look.

"Really?" pushing me off the table to sit up "move your ass girl!"

"Is that a, no?" as I sit back in the chair “I'm serious Henry if we haven't known each other since kindergarten and if you were single and you saw me would you f**k me?"

"Ok, what?" he stopped wiping and stares at me

"I knew it! He's a rapist or killer or something I'm not sure his angle but I'm just an average girl and a man that pretty couldn't possibly want me" I slam my head on the table "ugh f**k" I say rubbing my forehead I didn't mean to hit it so hard. But I'm clumsy like that.

"Ok first, yes your sexy, and, lord please by some miracle we can all walk away from this conversation like grown adults which I know you'll use this to hold over my head or make fun or I don't know but yes I'd f**k You, Stella, your beautiful and you don't realize it, you’re smart and caring and mostly, your independent and strong which makes you, even more, sexier and if I wasn't in a relationship ....with a MAN. Like 100 percent gay, I would totally get with you, .... but I'm not just gay I'm gay gay and you just don't have a d**k ...sorry" he smiles I laugh Henry and Tom have been together for as long as I could remember, and they are adorable.

"He came to the diner this morning and asked me out, tonight my night off and he said he'd pick me up"

"Who are we talking about?"

"Tristan! The guy from last night"

"The extremely hot man that's been coming almost every night for you"

"Yes, even though I haven't seen him here why you didn’t mention it!"

"And make you nervous before you sing, no!! it took forever for me to finally talk you into singing"

"Well, I think I kinda agreed to dinner by not saying no and taking his card," I say as I place his card on the table, we both look at it like it might bite.

"A card... fancy. So, he's not from here"

"No, he said Woodrock but that's a farming town and he definitely isn't a farmer" I laugh thinking about how sexy he would be shirtless in dirty jeans and sweat on his body.

"Tristan Cole, agribusiness manager, three arrows farm," Henry says

"Hey, that's where we get some of our stuff for the bar and diner,” Three arrows sell locally grown products and it's based in Woodrock. I don't know much about them Henry does all the tough stuff to find us great stuff at a great price for both his mom and me...it gives me too much of a headache.

We talk more about Tristan, what I should wear, and giggle like schoolgirls when I message him, and we wait for a response. I leave about 4 to have plenty of time to get ready.

Tristan

Texas sun has no mercy today, it was 30 degrees this morning when I got up, now am pick up hay bales it’s almost 80 and hot, my phone dings as I’m drinking some water a number I don’t recognize but it’s a text from Stella, agreeing to go out with me, we text for a bit and she sends me an address and I smile, finish what I’m doing and then head inside to get ready. For the first time in a long time, I was excited about a girl. My own pick. Someone completely different from the countless women.

I get to her house, and it surprised me with how big it was. It was a huge two-story, White Victorian-style House with light pink shutters and wrap around porch. There was tea in a pitcher and a half-empty glass on the table right outside. I love sweet tea. I could already tell she's my type of woman.

I knock a few times and wait. "Come in Tristan" I hear her yell I hesitate just a sec but then I let myself. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside, homey, I feel comfortable, even if I just walked in.

"Heyyy" I hear her voice and look up to see Stella coming down the steps "Don't judge," she says as she gets down to the last few steps but stops two steps higher.

"Can you help me I don't even know how I got it stuck but I've tried so hard already” she turns around and somehow, she managed to get the zipper to her light blue dress stuck with both her simple white bra and her hair. I laugh "wow"

"I said don't judge ok! Stop laughing" I'm looking at the best way to do this and lift my hands to her bra

"Did you get ready in the dark?" I ask

"No, I lost track of time, was outside reading and when I realized you'd be here soon, so I ran up to quickly get ready. Please tell me you can save my hair I don't care about the rest"

"So that means you don't want them on?" I say flirting. I probably should slow my roll I mean I just met her, but I seriously would like nothing more than to be undoing her bra to see her boobs, they were big, I could only imagine how they looked naked and, in my hands, as I pinch and twist her n****e. f**k, I'm so glad she can't see my d**k getting hard I need to calm down.

"Umm well I don't usually show guys my boobs on the first date, so I'd like to keep it on ......for now" she turned her head back as she said the last part returning the joking manner and I clipped her bra back Together and zipped up her dress.

"There. All done"

"Thanks!!! You're a lifesaver!" She jumps up and down like a kid and kisses me on the cheek "There's tea on the porch, have some and I'll be down in a second and we can go"

Stella

I give myself a pep talk as I run to get a wrap and slip my shoes on; I take one last look in the mirror and see myself. My long dark brown hair that falls mid-back, is in waves from when I had it in a bun at work. My dark brown eyes look back at me and I can't help but think they are average, but they are big and my lashes long. I don't wear a lot of makeup, and I didn't put much on tonight either just some mascara, eyeliner, and of course lipstick. I might not like makeup, but I love lipstick. My dress is light blue and is tight on top but flows at the waist. I'm not skinny a size ten and my breast are large and always in my way but tonight this dress flatters all my curves. I'm sexy. I'm hot. I can do this.

"Ready," I say as I find Tristan in the kitchen putting up the pitcher of tea. How sweet. I think to myself. We head out the door and I feel Tristan's hand at the small of my back I warm at his touch, and I tell myself again. Stella act like a grown woman