I finished college last year with a degree in urban planning and moved to my state's capital to try to get a job in government, but it's really hard to even get an interview without a masters degree, so for now I'm waiting tables. (Honestly, my dad is paying for most of my expenses, but I still need to work.)

The first time I fucked a customer happened not long after I started working here. He was tall and lanky, had dark hair and blue eyes. He was eating alone at a small table in the corner and writing in a notebook while he looked out the window. I'm a sucker for sensitive artist types and intellectuals, and I hadn't had sex in almost two weeks, which I know isn't a long time for some people, but I generally need to get fucked weekly to be happy. It was a slow lunch day so I checked on him way more than I needed to, refilling his water, asking how his food was, and so on.

When I brought him his bill I gave him a piece of paper with my phone number on it and told him that I'd be available to do something that evening if he wanted. He texted me less than an hour later to ask if I wanted to go for a walk in the park, which of course I agreed to.

On our date the conversation was comfortable and free. After we'd been walking a little while, he told me that he wasn't looking to get into a relationship, but he still wanted to hang out and get to know me. I told him that I wasn't looking for a relationship either, I just wanted to jump his bones.

We went back to my place. The parts that I remember about the sex was that he had not trimmed his pubes, so I didn't go down on him, but he went down on me and he was pretty good. Then he told me that he wanted to lie back and watch me ride him. That's not my favorite, I usually like to get pinned down and fucked, but I can get on top from time to time, so that's what I did. I remember he had really strong hands and he gripped my waist really tightly and pulled me up and down on his dick. He held me so hard that I could still feel his fingers on my hips the next day.

He threw me off of him and held me down how I like to finish. I remember his eyes most of all looking into me while he gave me his last few strokes, then they rolled back as he came. We cuddled for a while after until I told him he needed to leave so I could sleep.

I've fucked a few more customers since then, some of whom were better lays, but I liked that one.