when i was in my 20's i worked at a popular 24 hour diner. i worked different hours that were available but every Monday and Wednesday i went in at 11pm and worked till 6am. Tuesday and thursdays i didnt have school so being up all night wasnt such a big deal. it wasnt crazy at all at that location. there was usually only a few people working. maybe 1 or 2 customers at a time unless a random couple or group came in. by 2 or 3 it was real slow. Every time i worked i had a guy come in named mr fritz. That was his real name but hes long passed away. he would come in every day at 5 am or so apperently. He was funny and flirty and a good tipper. after a while he asked me what day i worked next. if i worked the night he would come in when it was slower during the night. He respected that i was busier. But every tues and thursday morning he would show up. he got more and more bold with the things he would say to me. One day he asked if he could ask me something. i said "sure" He asked if i ever saw a really good looking man and just got excited to see him. I said yes. He told me he was super excited to see me every time he came in because i was beautiful. i smiled and turned red. I said Thank you. after that when i saw him i would give him big hugs. a month or two later i finished my morning and was taking his payment. He saw tat i had my stuff and asked if i was off. i told him i was. he then asked if a beautiful girl would ever want to stop by an old mans apartment. i told him if i was in the right mood. he asked if i was in the mood. i totally was. Not sure how he knew. but i was super in the mood. i followed him to his apartment. We went inside and we sat on his couch and talked. after a few minutes of chat i was super horny. i asked for the tour. He showed me the kitchen, the bathroom and then the bedroom. i looked in his room and admired some pictures. He came up behind me and kissed my neck. i moaned and leaned my head to give him more neck. as soon as i did that his hands wandered. down my pants and in my shirt. he continued this for a minute until i couldnt stop myself. i turned around and kissed him and dropped my hands into his pants. nice and hard. i took off my slacks and he helped take off my shirt and bra. i pulled off his clothes and got on his bed. he climbed on and shoved in his dick. i moaned something like "ohhh, fuck me" it was like 11 minutes of very good fucking. after that we laid there and talked. i got up and got dressed. i slept real good. After that when ever he came in i would still hug him but i added a kiss on the cheek. That wasnt the only time me and Mr. Fritz went to his house after work . it happened like 4 more times over several months. We stopped when i took another job. I told him i would call him but i lost his number. About 6 months later i stopped by early to get breakfast and to see if he was around. A friend of mine who was still working there told me he passed away. i actually cried.