1. Love At First Piss - Part 2


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

    folded and a look of hatred on his face. Crap! I’d been caught out, and by Jake of all people. Gary raised his hands in surrender. “Whoa Jake, you scared me! I didn’t see you there.” “Evidently,” Jake glared. “Break’s over, Lola’s waiting for you. Off you go.” “Sure Jake.” Gary shot me a panicked look as he straightened out his trousers and smoothed down his shirt. He planted a quick kiss on my cheek and whispered, “I’ve screwed up haven’t I?” “I’ll sort it,” I assured him. Would I? How? As Gary left, Jake turned on me and even in the darkness I could see that I was in trouble. Red faced, with beads of sweat clinging to his forehead, he was clearly angry and pissing Jake off was a bad idea, for Gary and me. Jake, originally from Manchester, had moved to Cyprus at the age of thirty when the failure of his retail business had lost him his income, his house and his wife. He’d worked in the bar for over twelve years, ultimately becoming Bar Manager which entitled him to hire and fire staff as he saw fit. Anyone who upset Jake found themselves out of a job pretty sharpish. I’d seen it happen and I’d just lined myself up to be next. Shit! I needed my job. Without it I had nothing. My waitressing income alone wasn’t enough to keep me in Cyprus. Jake walked towards me, his gait purposeful, his cold stare boring into me. I could see the ire in his eyes but it was mixed with something else, something I couldn’t place…what was that? Excitement? Positioning himself in front of me, we ...
    stood nose to nose. I could feel the heat radiating from his body and see the blood pounding through the veins in his neck. “Tut-tut Tam, you are a naughty girl, aren’t you?” he leered. I stood my ground, unblinking, hiding the panic squeezing my insides. How long had he been standing there, watching? How much had he seen? “You know I should discipline you, don’t you?” “What for? I haven’t done anything wrong,” I bluffed. “Nothing wrong? It smells like a toilet out here. Have you no respect?” “We got caught short, not enough time to use the loo. I’m sorry.” Jakes breath scorched my cheek. “I wouldn’t describe what you did as getting ‘caught short’, would you?” The blood drained from my face. So he’d seen everything? I should have known. “It won’t happen again,” I offered meekly. “I’ll hose everything down before I leave tonight. “Yes you will. As for Gary…” “It was my idea, nothing to do with him,” I cut in defensively. “My, my, Oz was right,” Jake smirked, “you have fallen for him, haven’t you? Who’d have thought it? Tam the Tease smitten with a holiday maker.” “He’s not on holiday and I’m not smitten.” “Is that so? From where I’m standing it looks like you’re lying on both counts.” The vindictive edge to Jake’s voice made me nervous. Biting my bottom lip to stop it from trembling, I asked, “what do you want Jake? Is my job on the line? Is Gary’s?” “Your job’s safe. I’m not going to fire you over this.” “And Gary?” Jake didn’t answer but a smirk curled his lips. I asked again, ...
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