It was Saturday morning, I woke up a little earlier than usual and was pretty hungry. There was a new Waffle Hut that had just opened in town a couple of weeks and I decided that the rush of it being new in town should have calmed down. My luck, a stool was available at the counter, I sat down and started looking at the menu, waffles, waffles everywhere. The waitress came by and took my order. I had decided on the large breakfast, orange juice, a waffle, two eggs, two slices of bacon, raisin toast and hash browns, yeah three starches on one huge platter, they are not trying to be healthy here, but today, I am okay with that. I sipped on my juice while watching the cook working like a madman at the grill, every once in a while he would turn and find me watching him. His apron was open in the back allowing me to check his fine plump ass as he moved to cook my order. I smiled as he turned for the third time, this time he shot me a smile. “You look like you have you
By Seth Cybertar