Lucy the Bartender
Lucy was glad the night was over. She loved the rush a Saturday night concert brought into the bar, but she loved watching the last customer leave too. After another night of watching handsome men walk around the place (and not being able to fraternize with them according to employee rules), she was so horny. All she wanted to do was to call the sexlines and obtain release.
When she saw a man exit the restroom, she slammed her fist against the bar.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” People had gotten locked in the bar before, but to make matters worse, this guy was gorgeous. All he needed to be Grey’s Anatomy star Eric Dane was a scrub set. Lucy wanted to fuck him so badly, but she almost lost her job a while back after getting caught fucking in the back alley. No matter how wet her pussy was she wasn’t doing it. Lucy resisted the urge to stick a hand between her legs. With the short mini on, it would be so easy to rub her clit.
The man raised his eyebrows. “Aren’t you a bundle of joy?”
Lucy didn’t smile back at him. “The key is in the door.”
With a devilish smile, he said, “I’m thirsty.”
Lucy turned her back. She was getting wetter. “Find a liquor store.”
The customer sat in front of her. “I’m Gerald, and I’m thirsty.”
Lucy continued checking the bottles.
Eric leaned on the bar. “What if I was a secret shopper, especially when you closed the bar at 12:55 when it closes at 1?”
Concerned, Lucy turned around. She had closed the bar early because she was eager to call the chatlines, and the bar manager had given her a memo from the absentee owner instructing them to be prepared for a secret shopper. Lucy rubbed her legs together.
“Are you a super shopper?”
His piercing blue eyes focused on her.
She quickly poured him a gin and tonic.
“I haven’t ordered a drink since coming in here. How did…”
“I know my customers.” Lucy squirmed.
“Why don’t you just go ahead and masturbate?”
Lucy’s mouth fell open. “How did you know?”
In one swallow, Eric finished his drink. “I know my employees,” he said before walking to the door and turning the key. “I’m staying at the Vellven Plaza if you need help with your pussy later.”
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