Oxford's finest

I’m a waiter at Oxford University. I move from college to college around Oxford, waiting at big parties. Last night was Halloween. I was on duty in St Johns College, but this story began in October this year.

I am a silver service waiter. It’s a nice job. Flexible, meet lots of people. The uniform is black trousers and shoes, white shirt and a black bow-tie. Kinda Chippendale style, but more formal and less erotic. Women like it though. At least, some seem to.
Last October I did a dinner at St Johns College. When you serve you have to really get right next to the people as to not drop anything, and one girl kept her eyes on me whenever I passed. I held her eye contact quite often and she never turned away. She was attractive, with blonde hair and green eyes, and the game that quickly established itself was a pleasant distraction from my work. Towards the end of the meal I got extra close when I served her, and while pouring her wine I let the top of my legs brush over her shoulder. It could have been an accident. But she knew it wasn’t. I held myself pressed against her upper arm as I poured a half glass. I started to walk away…
“Excuse me, can I have a little more please?” A telling look on he face.
“Certainly madam” And I placed myself next to her again. As I leaned over to her glass, I felt her hand pass in between my legs and move up my left thigh. Hidden under the table and invisible to everyone around she had given my penis a light stroke and then a gentle squeeze before I’d finished filling her glass. I almost leapt in shock, nearly spilling the whole bottle everywhere. I straightened up and stepped back and gave her a little smile. She gave me a sultry little wink, and puckered her lips just for an instant. It was almost imperceivable, yet unquestionable as sexy as hell.

The night ended and as I was leaving I saw her again.
“Wait... Don’t go. I don’t even know your name. Are you coming back?” Her voice was one of wealth, and class. It really made me melt.
“I’m Richard. I kind of have to go. I will be back here to work. Don’t know exactly when but soon. You’ll have to keep your eyes open!”
“I’m Cassie. Please… stay!” She moved close, letting our bodies touch.
“This is a girls only hall. If anyone finds me here I’m dead!” It was true.
“Exactly why I need you to stay. We rarely get guys in here. Normally us girls have to help each other out. It gets lonely and I need looking after… By a big strong man.” A cheeky, jokey look all over her face. She was running her finger up and down the buttons of my shirt. She breathed in deeply, in a kind of sigh, and the bulge of her breasts rose in the balcony of her dress. With both her palms now flat on my own chest, the atmosphere was getting super charged between us.
“I’m sorry”. I took her face in my hands and kissed her on the mouth. “I really can’t tonight. Any other time I would, I promise. I’m sorry” And with that I walked away.

The whole way home I punished myself. WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY!!!?????
You fucking idiot!! It had just seemed a bit too weird really. I turned back three times, shall I go back to her? What would I say? How would I find her? Eventually giving up and accepting that I was a stupid coward.

Then Halloween came, last night, and so did requests to work in three different colleges. Of course, I chose St Johns. This time it was a real party, not a civilised sit down dinner like before. Everyone was in fancy dress with 51 young students dressed as witches, spiders, pumpkins all the obvious and several dressed as various famous people. Princesses, and even the Spice Girls and Hooters waitress staff were represented. I was given my table, and went to see who was there. It didn’t take me long to find her, she was on my table for the dinner, but on the other side so I wasn’t serving her. She looked absolutely fantastic. She was wearing a pink fairy costume, with her blonde hair in plaites. White fairy wings and even a little plastic wand finished it off perfectly. She saw me and threw me a huge smile. I’d worried she’d be cross at me. Obviously not.

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