1. Love At First Piss - Part 2


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: naughtybessparker, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    going to help. Next, I forced myself to consider Jake’s demands - would letting him get his own way really be so bad? I had to admit, the offer itself was a turn-on, it was the threat behind it I found so abhorrent. No, giving in wasn’t an option. I drew up a plan B. That would work. Jake was a businessman, a damn good one, and I was his best barmaid. I worked hard, I was efficient and the punters loved me. I was an asset to the business, so surely if I reminded him of that, he would calm down and forget about sacking me. Cleaning myself up, I grabbed my spare blouse from my handbag, changed, and returned to the bar. I strolled in with my head held high, determined to show Jake that our confrontation hadn’t shaken me. Hell, I was made of tougher stuff than that. I could feel Jake watching me, his eyes boring into my flesh. I had his attention, now all I had to do was prove my worth as an invaluable employee. Smiling at my customers, I flirted outrageously as I scooted about at a hundred miles per hour taking drink orders and delivering trays. I was super-woman, a human dynamo and the drunken clientele loved me. My praises were sung from all directions and Jake’s eyes captured it all. “That’s it,” I muttered to myself, “take a look at what you’d be losing, Jake. Don’t you even think about sacking me .” I thought I was doing well, I thought I was winning, but I kidding myself and my bubble bust abruptly when Oz pulled me aside. “Tam, what’s up with you? You’re all over the ...
    place!” he asked with obvious concern. “I’m fine. I’m not all over the place.” “Yes you are. Are you on something?” “What?” “Drugs. Have you taken something?” “No, course not!” “Then why are you acting strange? You’re completely loopy! What’s wrong? Is it Gary?” “No.” “You sure?” “Yes. Where is he anyway.” I hadn’t seen Gary for a while, I hadn’t looked for him. My concern had been Jake. “He’s behind the bar, hadn’t you noticed?” “No…why? What’s he doing?” “He’s showing the rest of us up, that’s what,” Oz smiled. “Look at him. Jake’s cut him loose, he knows a good bartender when he sees one.” Peering through the swarms of customers, I stared in amazement at the main bar where Gary, surrounded by crowds of girls, was mixing cocktails with all the deftness of a seasoned pro. Laughing and joking, he was raking in the euros whilst his admirers clamoured for more. Oz whistled. “Cocky bastard! Where’d he learn to do that?” “It seems he’s a man of many talents,” I shrugged. Gary noticed me looking and blew a kiss at me across the bar. With it came a stinging glare from Jake. “Oh, it’s not Gary, its Jake ,” said Oz. How very astute. I nodded, salty tears stinging my eyes. “What’s he done this time?” Forcing a smile, I whimpered, “nothing. He’s being a bastard that’s all.” Oz looked concerned. “Shit Tam, look at you. Talk to me, come on, this way.” Arm securely around me, Oz marched me the out of the rowdy bar towards the quiet of the corridor beyond. Once there I slumped to the floor and ...
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