Short Story: A CHEAT

“W elcome to SuperBowl of China! I am Dan and I will be serving you tonight,” recited the assigned waiter. I find him cute when he mouthed the words of the usual chant. He looked a bit chubby yet sexy and stood 5 foot 7 tall. A chinito-type that I am fond of. I started flirting with him right then. My eyes twinkled whenever he was near me. My gayfriend Jessy sitting across, stared at me, eyebrows raised, as if saying, ‘Hey Bruce, you are exclusive. You already have Ricky. Let Dan be mine.’ Well, I would love to tease Jes, to make him jealous of me. I was more confident to do the flirting since the dinner host, Jackie, is the finance executive of this restaurant. These men I believe are under her control. Jackie was left alone ordering our food, while Jessy and I were busy ogling at now conscious Dan who’s also busy repeating the orders. When the food arrived, I noticed that plenty has been ordered. I turned to Dan, “Would you like to dine with us?” I offered, “There’s a lot of thi...