1. Naughty Little Tryst


    Date: 12/12/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: Jinxy, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    doe eyes. “Don't go questionin' yer boss,” Wendy giggles at her. “I don't mind. Ain't got much left to do and I can do it quicker on my own. Just take that bag of trash with ya on the way out, ya hear?” Ginger looks in the direction to where Wendy pointed and walks towards the bag, hefting it up, she brings it to the back room. The employees have a small, crowded room in the back where they can keep their personal stuff while on shift. With only the radio on low, listening to country music, Wendy continues to sweep the main part of the bar floor. After a few minutes, Ginger comes back through, “Goodnight then, Wendy. You take care and be careful.” As she says this, walking to the front door, carrying the trash bag in one hand and her belonging in the other. “Stay safe, see ya tomorrow evenin' honey.” After a long busy evening severing a bunch of drunkards who had been all riled up after the loss of the Red Sox game, Wendy just wanted to sit her ass down. It is something she tried not to do when on the job, wanting to give a good impression for the others who work at the bar. Pouring herself a gin and tonic, she sits, looking around the nearly clean bar, letting out a low sigh. It isn't the best job, she knows, but she only works Thursday through Sunday nights, making enough between pay and tips that she can pay her bills. Her second job was for spending money, for other things she wanted, mostly for play. Beep beep beep – long vibrate Her phone, which is tucked into her bra ...
    goes off, giving a tickle to her flesh as it finishes with a vibration. She pulls it out, unlocking it and seeing she has a new message. 'Hey baby, what's good? Been lookin' for you all night, sexy.' The text says, the sender is from Wendy's long time fuck buddy Max. 'Guess ya didn't go lookin' too far, Max. I'm workin', same as I do every weekend. I'm at the bar, cleanin' up, Whatcha want from me?' Her phone vibrates right almost instantly. 'Aww, now baby, don't be mad at me. I miss you.' 'I know what that means, ya know? Ya miss being inside me. What's wrong, your old lady not putting out again. Stupid bitch.' Wendy shakes her head, rolling her eyes thinking of his wife. 'She's just mad at me. Her car broke down and she expects me to fix it, instead of her getting off her ass to help pay for it. Now she's neglecting me and I have blue balls so bad I can't even think straight, baby. Help me out. You know I do good by you.' Wendy can't deny that Max, even though married and is usually a rule she tries not to break, is one of the best people she fucks. He has a tongue like a hurricane and a cock the size of a horse. Not really, but he fucks like he does and that is what Wendy loves about having sex with him. If he wasn't married, she'd scoop him up real quick. It's been a while since they've fooled around because Wendy was off and on with some guy she met at her other job. They ended things when he called her a stupid bitch. She didn't care about the bitch part, but she damn ...
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