Confessions- when I met John I feel like you all know so m..

Confessions- when I met John

I feel like you all know so much about me from my stories. Trust me I love sharing. SO with that being said, I would like to share a little more about myself.
This happened exactly 10 years ago. I used to be a waitress at many different places, so when I got this one job it really wasn’t anything different. At this particular job I worked with 3 other waitresses but on worked with two on one shift, and I really liked working there.
So in my personal life, I was married, had two kids and I was pretty happy.
So after a full week of working we got to Saturday, which apparently is one of the busiest days next to Sunday. So I get to work , of course super early for breakfast. I get everything ready as usual but this time I see an unfamiliar face .
It was this kid… a boy . About 5’ 11 feet tall . He had this curly dark brown hair , almost black. That was def the first thing I noticed . He had a very thin frame . Like a caramel complexion
. It was so busy I couldn’t waste time staring at him .
As the morning went by , I was running around … doing this and that , but I would catch myself taking small glances at this boy . I figured he was the weekend bus boy , due to him cleaning the tables . He didn’t speak much to me nor I to him . There was not much time .
I honestly don’t remember at what point in that day where I was finally introduced to him. Apparently he was the son of one of the cooks, she couldn’t have been way older than I was. I didnt really speak to her that much though. Well, anyways, for the sake of this story we will call this kid “John”.
So John was the bus boy for the weekends. He didnt work during the week because he was still in high school. HIGH SCHOOL! He had just turned 18 but I kid you not he looked like he was 16. He would talk to everyone else a lot , but him and I didnt really exchange many words. It was after all our first time working together.
So Saturday came and went, and so did Sunday. Just usual work days. I was off the next two days so work should not have been on my mind. BUT IT WAS. I mean, I was having dinner with my husband and I remember bringing up the fact that John apparently worked there and telling him about how he went to a high school in a near by town. My husband didnt seem very interested so I just kind of stopped. But I couldn’t get John out of my head. We didnt even say more than 5 words the whole day, so why was he even a thought? Maybe it was just cause it was someone knew, who knew.
So, back to work it was.Work week went by, and here comes Saturday again. I walk in as I did the weekend before and I see him, cleaning a table. He says “Good morning “ as I pass by and I say the same.
Nothing was very different, except we did exchange a few more words. About work of course. After the rush is over I dont know why but someone said something funny apparently and John laughed. I guess I had never seen him laugh before. At least not around me. Well, when John laughed, I saw he had braces. I just stopped to stare at him. Trying not to be obvious.
What was I thinking? I was thinking…. Here is this kid, this boy. Couldn’t pass for an 18 year old anywhere just by looking at him. Had a giddy little laugh that sounded like a boy giggling about something dumb. Has never had a full conversation with me, and now… I notice he has braces, like every little high schooler….. and yet… I couldn’t stop looking at him as he stood there smiling.
I SNAP OUT OF IT. I look at the ground and quickly look around trying to see if anyone caught me dazing off. No one even noticed. Boy was I relieved, even though I dont know why I felt so guilty.
A few weekends went by and pretty much the same with maybe a few more conversations every weekend. Mostly work of course.
Now fast forward a bit, typical weekend, and I show up on a Saturday at the usual time…but this time, I was looking forward to talking to John. I dont know what happened or why, but this time I was excited to talk to him.. or better yet, see him. As soon as I walked in I see him there, going about his job. I walk by and say “hi” but with this big smile that I couldn’t hide. He said hi back and I continue. Usually I would go about my waitress duties and not think about anything else, but this time I just couldn’t. I found myself looking in his direction every chance I got. Giving a little smirk here or there. I even remember at one point we were passing each other in different directions and I slightly grazed his arm, “sorry” I said quickly but I wasn’t sorry.
I loved the way he felt. His skinny little kid arms were so smooth… so soft. I recall that I felt something as I felt his arm. But I couldn’t get why. We only talk about work, HE IS 18.. and in high school! I am 31, married and have kids. What would excite me about this kid. UGH I dk.
So as the day went on I just kept replaying the feeling I got with that little interaction. Did I have a crush on this boy? On this TEENAGE boy?Well that was quickly answered. As that same day kept going on I found myself trying to be around him more. Whether he was cleaning , putting stuff away or wherever he was. I wanted to be next to him. I wanted to talk to him. I caught myself saying a little flirtatious comments , or something similar so I could make him laugh. Which worked. I felt happy, I didnt want the work day to end. AND I NEVER WANTED THAT BEFORE LOL. It was a crush! It had to be. That day ended oh well.
I couldn’t stop thinking about John that night. I. Knew I was going to see him the next day so that made me happy. I remember laying in bed. Staring at the ceiling as my husband was asleep next to me and me just thinking of how I could talk to John more. I didnt feel guilty.
Sunday came, I couldn’t wait to get to work. To see Him, John. I walk into work and again, pass by him , smile and say “hi”.
This time I didnt wait for the end of the day to make chit chat. I found any opportunity to “flirt” with him. I would poke fun here and there, and he did the same with me. But on his part it didnt seem like he was flirting. Just being a goofy kid. Either way that didnt stop me, but I wanted him to know that I was TRYING to flirt.
At one point I remember we were both alone in a room and I somehow brought up how my husband and I were having problems and that I wasn’t happy. ( complete lie) I think I said it to sense his response. NOTHING. I think he just said “ that sucks “. Oh well.
Now its time to leave. I am getting my stuff ready, almost about to walk out when John comes up to me and walks along side me outside. He asks for my number. I get happy. I SHOULDNT BE HAPPY. I am married, but I am and I give it to him. I felt like a high school girl just like he was a high school boy. This is sooo wrong I thought , but I didnt care. I knew I didnt want to go 5 days without talking to him. So I gave it to him and got in my car and went home to my husband.
I waited for John to text me first, and he did. I think it was Monday. He was texting me from one of his classes at his high school. WTF This boy was texting me from HIGH SCHOOL. And I loved it. My husband was at work and I would usually visit him , but this day I didnt. I wanted to text John all day , as much as I could. And I did.
I honestly couldn’t tell you what we talked about that day, but at one point we talked about me picking him up from school to give him a ride home. Innocent right? Yes. I just wanted to see him. I said yes.
He told me what time to go and so I went . As I am driving there I felt a way I hadn’t felt since I had met my husband. His school was about 15 min away so I had a long time to think about it. I get to the area where we agreed to get together and he gets in the car. High school kids everywhere. I felt awkward. Not knowing what to say what to do. We spoke like normal. About work, about whatever . I drive to his house, but stopping like 3 blocks away because we didnt want his mom to know. She wouldn’t understand that we were just friends. A 31 year old with an 18 year old. Totally normal.
We sat in the car and just kept talking, laughing … never in silence. Then it was time to go. I had to go pick up my kids and I knew my husband would be calling soon. We hug to say good bye and do the little friend pat, as we pull away from each other… i hesitate to pull away .. and … I kiss him. It felt amazing. I didnt care that he was a younger boy at that time. I was just focusing on his lips on my lips and his tongue ALL in my mouth. I remember grabbing his face, and running my hands behind his neck pulling his face towards my neck. His hands didnt roam much. He had them on my waist. Mine did. I ran my hands under his shirt to be able to touch his chest. Then to his back. I could feel his breath and OMG I could feel myself just getting wet. As he kissed my neck I just kept licking my lips. I felt such euphoria . I brought my face to his again and licked his lips slowly with my tongue. We start kissing again, it was sooo intense . I hadn’t felt that since When I first met my husband, but as quickly as it started it stoped.
Both of just sat there, staring outside the front car window. Both of us breathing heavy, I think both of us trying to catch our breaths. We look at each other then he starts getting his back pack to get off the car. I tell him bye… and just like that.. I drive home to Make dinner for my husband .
Same week , but now it’s Friday . I haven’t spoken to THE KID . But I def thought about him . I just kept replaying me touching his body . How soft he felt … how smooth he was. I loved it !
So I lay in my bed , my husband had left to work . I have my eyes closed and I am laying on my back . Just letting those images lay on my mind as a movie . (As you all know , I sleep naked)