The waitress

I walk into the restaurant and sit myself at an empty table. No one notices me, which isn't surprising. What kind of lust demon would I be if I couldn't mask my presence when I wanted to?

The waitress tight black pants and tight black shirt show off her goods. It was no wonder that the customer wanted himself a slice. Every guy in the restaurant surely did. She had short, ruby red hair, and the name 'Mindy' was sewn into the uniform. She came over and picked up the empy dinner plate from the table and smiled widely, doing her best to earn a big tip.

"Will there be anything else, sir?"

The man lifted his gaze from her breasts to her eyes and smiled right back at her. He had kept himself as close to the table as he could, most likely to prevent anyone else from seeing the tent he had pitched in his pants.

"Perhaps a cup of coffee, and please call me Luke."

She rolled her eyes, and managed to keep her voice and smile as sincere as possible.

"Ok, one cup of coffee right away si...Luke."

I reached out and touched her mind, sensing her thoughts and desire to find a 'real' man. Perhaps it was time to get Mindy to pay closer attention to Luke's assets. When she came back to the table, I reached out and sent the thought of Luke without his shirt on into her mind, and let nature take its course.

Mindy came back with her cup of coffee and began to pour. While the cup was filling, she happened to look up and see Luke's well formed figure. No gut, and relatively large arm muscles. At least he took good care of himself. She wondered if he had a full set of abs... wait, why was she thinking this? She didn't even know the guy, and she was already imagining him without a shirt on? Mindy had always made it a goal never to involve herself with customers, yet she couldn't seem to get this one out of her mind. She had been so distracted by her thoughts of Luke that she failed to notice the coffee overflowing from the cup. It spilled out onto the table and onto Luke's shirt.

Luke backed away from the table, spurting obscenities at the sudden addition of coffee to his shirt and lap. Mindy was shocked and picked up a napkin and instantly began to wipe it up.

"Oh my God, Luke! I'm so sorry! I.. I don't know what I was thinking!"

Luke stood up and did his best to wipe the coffee from his white shirt.

"Ouch... don't worry about it, Mindy. It happens to everyone."

Mindy bit her lip. She didn't want to lose her job. She needed the money to pay the rent, and she was **** to make Luke happy so he wouldn't complain. Even with the threat of losing her job on her mind, she couldn't seem to tear her gaze away from the soaked shirt, revealing a full set of abs. Mindy almost gasped as she realized she was getting wet. How could she be getting excited at a time like this.

"Please let me make it up to you! Why don't you come to the back and we can try to to wash that stain out?"

This was my chance to get my first meal, so I switched my focus from Mindy to Luke. All I needed to do was get them together, and let them work out the rest for themselves.