Editor's Note: Semi-true story- All of the events in the beginning happened, yet I'm working on trying to seduce her. Mission currently at 15% complete =0) And in this story, my size is accurate, unlike the other ones.
I work at Mobil, which has a Tim Hortons in it; the only one for 15 miles because we're out in the country in the middle of nowhere. I usually work mornings, from 6-2 on weekends and sometimes at night, but mornings are always the best because I get to see her.
My name is Brandon, and I'm 19 yrs old. I go to school full-time locally, 5'10 195 lbs, athletic build but not too bulky yet strong and blonde hair with blue eyes- typical German. Erin, my "project", is about 5'6, a little on the heavy side but still very attractive, blonde hair with dark roots and blue eyes as well.
We get along well, although we work at two different stations. She's part of the 6-crew morning shift, so she'll come strolling in at 6 looking like a mess, but then she'll go in the bathroom with a rubber band and come out in 2 minutes with her hair up looking beautiful, by y standards at least.
Since everyone there smokes, except for me, they'll take turns going outside for a 5 min break, and it was at this time where I mapped out my plan.
But backtracking a little bit- we get along great, flirt really well together and we always joke around whenever she's not busy, which is a rarity. And when she goes out for a smoke, I'll go outside and flirt with her. But lately, flirting just doesn't seem to cut it, which is why I decided that I have to seduce my little Timmy Ho's ho.
I started picking up the flirting a little bit more, trying to go for a shoulder rub here or there if she was feeling stressed to cheer her up, then I would
shyly rub around her ears a little to get her worked up. I also learned a few things from one of those "speedy seduction" instructionals I read online and decided to use them and see how it would go. One of the ones I loved using was to make a dream sequence out of something by use VERY bold statements. At the time it seemed like going too far, but now I'm glad that I did it.
"Have you ever had sex with a guy? I mean, really had sex? Like, 'fucked his brains out, he banged you down and you loved every minute of it' sex?", I casually asked.
"Not really, but I would love to. My past boyfriends haven't been too good in the sack, either trying to have sex or with making love. I'm not a whore, but I would love that."
"So...if I could offer you a chance at getting fucked, would you want it?" I asked her this looking directly into her eyes, letting her know I was being truthful.
"Maybe", she remarked. "It depends if I want you to."