The Valet

How do you look your spouse in the eye when you get home from a night out that includes a random fuck of the valet in the restaurant parking lot? It happened to me last weekend and I am still reeling from it. I regret it. I am a bad person. I am a slut. The restaurant is a place we frequent enough times to have this potentially be awkward.

I am 31 and this ‘boy’ was old enough to drive…for what that is worth. The words ‘let me help you out of the car’ and ‘thank you ma’am’ when I gave him a tip sat in my head all through dinner. The way his eyes looked into my soul. By the time I was done with a very long dinner with my friend Carrie, I was literally running to get my car. And sure enough, he did not disappoint. I gave him my ticket, he ran to get my car, he got out of the car and I gave him 20.00. Again, ‘thank you, but I cannot take this. You gave me a tip earlier.’ I insisted and he finally accepted saying ‘I am not accepting tips from you anymore though (with a sweet and innocent chuckle).’ It made me melt….I would give you the best tip ever I thought. ‘We will see about that’ I quipped. His response was perfect ‘I do not meet many nice people in this job and you are certainly one of them.’ Fuck….this boy was a charmer. I get in my car, plug in my phone and get ready to leave and he waves goodbye. I drive away.

Here is where I went wrong - I drive away, only to circle back and insist he take the tip. He had brought Carrie’s car up and she was just leaving. He had started to roll the podium into the building when I drove up. He asked if everything was alright and I told him he had to take the tip. Yes, it was weird and awkward and I was flirting and horny but I could not control myself. He must have figured out that I wanted him so he told me he was just about done and to pull over by his car in the parking lot and we could talk. One thing led to another and we were around the corner in the Target parking lot and his 18 year old dick was in my mouth. The entire time I was with him (maybe 30 minutes) I wanted his cock…I needed his cock…like it was an addiction. He fucked me and he came in my mouth….yeah, I was a slut.

The pit in my stomach is deep. I feel badly about doing it. I know I am going to run into this boy again and I know he is going to remember me. And I am certain that he will charm my pants off me again. What a bad predicament!