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Bar man and the Chef
Date: 8/15/2016, Categories: True Story, Author: Slipknot21, Rating: 86.1, Source: sexstories.com
My name is Steve, i work as a barman in a hotel, in a small town in England. I'm 24 years old, i wouldn't say i was bad looking, i'm 6 ft and of average build with a bit of muscle. the people i work with are lovely, but there was always something about one of the staff, a chef called Becky. i had just come back from forced leave due to depression from a relationship that went horribly south. Becky was a new member of staff that started while i was away, and when i first saw her, i admit i liked her, she is an attractive, 5 ft 5, brown haired woman, 21 years old with a very pretty face, curvaceous hips, round firm bottom, with medium sized breasts. the description may say different, but at this point i wasn't attracted to her, she was just another employee, and the only reason she was stood at the bar after work, was because she was meant to be on a date, but had been stood up. ME: "You okay hunny"? BECKY: "Not really, but you know. I was meant to be on a date, nice lad i met around town, turns out he isn't that interested, suppose i'm in the right place to forget him" She laughs, a mixture of disbelief and annoyance. "Double vodka and coke please" ME: "sure thing" i shoot her a smile, and get her the drink. Being a bar man i'm used to listening to stories i don't care about, it just passes the time till i go home. We talk the night away, its not a busy night, so i can afford to talk all night. yet the more we talk, the more i grow to like this girl. after my shift ends i ...