Page 8 of Sabastian

Chapter 4

Sabastian

After filming the food, and looking bored, I listened in on the conversations of some of the dudes hooking up at the birthday party, and seeing everyone was pairing off, after I placed my iPhone in my pocket, my eyes wandered around the room.It was a nice restaurant, a new decor with cream-colored chairs and booths, chandeliers every few feet, very pricy I noted.The men and women were dressed in casual dark business suits, except for the group at our table, but there was one individual who caught my eye and stood out.

Sitting with his back to me, he wore the perfect dark blue suit that had to be bespoke by the way it fitted.It was made especially for him, not off the rack, and from the back of his head, I spotted an expensive haircut, no dye job to make him appear younger which didn’t work on most men.He appeared to be comfortable with his age which had me curious.Where I stood, I was able to take in his wide shoulders and long legs, and my cock wanted to know this dude because it twitched in anticipation of seeing his face.

His hair had a wisp of grey, but that was okay, I didn’t want to marry the guy,and besides, he probably wasn’t gay,I concluded.

That was all I needed to fall for a straight dude, and had to get my feelings tossed on a dumpster fire and then had to pick myself up.It had been too painful to constantly go through that kind of rejection, therefore, I plopped down in my comfortable chair, and made the best of a bad situation—having to watch men fall in love, and some negotiated what to do after the party came to an end.I had no plans.

“Sabastian, I’m not going to be here long,” Robby said to my surprise.I didn’t expect him to leave this early, especially since I’d been occupied with that handsome dude sitting at the piano bar.

Looking over at Robby, “WTF, you said you would—” I snapped.

“I know, but something came up,” Robby said, his voice emotionless and his eyes wandering.

“I bet it did.You were so busy giving that dude a hand job under the table you didn’t think about me.It was you who begged me to go with you, and now you’re abandoning me and leaving a hefty bill for me to take care of.I warned you...”

“I only had the day’s special.”

“Yeah, I bet.A hand full of cum and a promise,” I whispered.“That’s your day’s special.”

“I’ll pay you back.”I rolled my eyes and bit my lip.

“Did you look at the price on the day’s special and those drinks—”

“I needed a few drinks to get up my courage.Charlie dared me to have public sex and I couldn’t resist.Did you see how hot the dude is, and he invited me back to his apartment?If it’s not too much to ask, can you loan me some money?”All I could do was grin and shake my head.Would I ever learn?

I didn’t see the waiter standing near the booth.“Would you like a drink?”the waiter asked.

“Yes, one of my usual,” Robby said.I didn’t know he had a usual.The balls on him.

“No.Robbie, I meant your friend.The gentleman sitting at the piano wanted to know ifhewould like something to drink.”The waiter pointed to me and then extended his finger at the handsome dude gawking at me and holding up his glass.

“He said whatever you wanted it was on him.”I glanced at the dude, and from what I could see, he was too old for me.But what was too old.I’d been dating men my age and perhaps a few years younger and where did that get me?I looked over at Robby.

“Tell him I’m okay, and my boyfriend doesn’t appreciate me taking a drink from a stranger.”And I placed my hand over Robby’s.Robby pulled his hand back as if I had a disease.

“Look, that man is gorgeous, and I’m taken.”

“Shut the fuck up, Robby.I’m not going to accept a drink from a stranger.I have a position at a well-known department store in Dallas, and I’m not going to jeopardize it with a one-night stand.I don’t want to fuck it up with accepting a drink, and then it could lead to something else, and before you know it, he has me face down on a bed and he’s inside me.”

“How do you know he wants to fuck you?At his age he could want a good conversation.”

“I’m not in the mood for a conversation.I’m leaving when you are.”Robby and I turned to see the waiter shaking his head at the stranger.

“Look at that dude.He’s handsome and drinking some expensive Scotch.First, he has class, and then he likes you, or he wouldn’t have asked you to accept a drink.”

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