Tammy and Sherry were roommates since graduating high school and had always been best friends. These girls shared everything; clothes, cars, even boyfriends occasionally, and even went to college together and were roommates there as well. They also both sadly had the misfortune of graduating right in the middle of the worst economic depression in the United States in seventy years, and despite both having college degrees neither could find work in their chosen field. Needing cash both took on jobs as waitresses, a job they had done in the past, and deciding to use their natural assets for their maximum benefit, they both applied for jobs at Hooters. With their top heavy figures and natural "girl next door" looks, they were naturals.
This seemed the best income potential for them both as Tammy and Sherry never lacked for male attention, so they figured why not go ahead and get paid for that. Not wanting to be strippers, this was the best way to get a job with decent hours and pay and with the opportunity to earn some good tips while they continued to apply for better jobs. The money was decent and the clientele was not that bad, so things could definitely have been worse. Most guys were drooling over them of course, but always very respectful and the girls had to admit the tips were pretty good so everything seemed perfect about the setup except for one thing, Sam.
Sam, the manager of Hooters, was typical of a certain type of assholey frat boy demographic that is the scourge of society. Knowing he was very fortunate to be surrounded by such lovely women each day, Sam loved his job and also never missed an opportunity to leer at the lovelies that worked for him constantly making inappropriate comments that made the girls quite uncomfortable. Soon rude comments escalated to inappropriate groping, and Sam was quickly becoming a potential liability to the restaurant. If you looked up hostile working environment in the dictionary, this would be definitely be it. The problem really came down to his typical male chauvinist attitude that was deeply rooted.
To the girls that worked at Hooters, the job was a job, and they were professionals there to earn a living. To Sam however, the girls that worked there for him were nothing but pieces of Meat and he treated the staff like his own personal harem.
The reason the situation had gone on so long with no one doing anything about it was the fact that the owner of that particular Hooters restaurant was Tex McAllister. Tex had been a franchisee for a very long time and shared many of the less enlightened attitudes about women that Sam had, so complaints about sexual harassment fell on deaf ears. He was also very old school, which is appropriate since he was already pushing 90. Incredibly rich, he had several restaurants in his portfolio, among other things, and also a beautiful new young trophy wife Victoria, 35 who was patiently waiting for nature to take its course and make her a beautiful young widow.
All of the girls knew that as long as Tex was alive, complaining about Sam was pointless. Victoria also knew about all about Sam as her husband not only owned the restaurant but loved going there as a customer. She went out of respect for his wishes, but really did not like her visits there at all, wincing and quietly seething when she saw Sam and watched how he treated the other waitresses. She imagined that once Tex was off to meet his maker, the first thing on her agenda would be to fire that arrogant pig's ass.
Ironically, or maybe not so ironically, Sam was completely oblivious to this. Some people, and he was one of those people, have so justified their own poor behavior as to think there is nothing wrong with it. When Tex and Victoria came into the Hooters Sam made sure they were well taken care of, since he certainly knew enough to keep the owner happy and since Tammy and Sherry were his two best waitresses he assigned them to take care of the owner and his wife personally. As events would unfold, this turned out to be a very costly decision for him.
One day, as Tex and Victoria were eating the trademark wings in booth #1, Victoria watched Sam grab Tammy's ass as she bent down to pick up a plate and then stare up Sherry's skirt as she climbed up on a stool to retrieve some new menus. The look on Tammy's face especially showed her that she was pissed, but smart enough to not make a scene and witnessing this really made Victoria angry and she decided she had to do something about it.
When the occasion arose to talk to the girls alone, she took it and since Tex was almost 90, he was a frequent visitor to the restroom so she had lots of alone time in the booth. It was on one of these trips that Victoria was able to privately talk to the girls, without arousing suspicion with Sam.
Signaling for the girls to come over to the table, they were both a little nervous since this was the owner's wife and were a bit on edge.
Sensing their apprehension, Victoria explained that she didn't like what she was seeing with Sam treating them this way and asked them to sit down for a minute.
"Why do you let him treat you this way?" Victoria finally asked.
Tammy explained their financial situation, and how she and Sherry really needed the money so could not afford to get fired. She further added that the pay was good, despite Sam's handsy behavior and in a weird way, Tammy slightly defended Sam. She felt he was not really a "bad" guy, but more like a spoiled little boy who has been given too much candy. Victoria was bemused by this attitude, but said it was refreshing that they were so forgiving.
"Besides, what good would complaining do anyway?" Sherry explained. "Its not like he would get fired or anything, you know Tex won't do that just on the word of one of his waitresses. I only wish sometimes we could give him a little taste of his own medicine."
Victoria pondered that a bit, and an evil thought came into her head. She knew her husband well, and she knew that sexual harassment charges being levied against one of his managers would not move him at all, in fact he might even applaud it; but skimming the till certainly would piss the old man off.
"Listen girls, you know who I am, so maybe I can help you. I feel bad for your situation as I was a waitress when I was your age too, so I know what it is like. Tell you what, let me help you get back at Sam. If he truly is the "good" guy you say he is, perhaps he can be reformed."
The girls looked intrigued and listened intently to her plan. Victoria explained that they needed to get some dirt on Sam, dirt they could use on him and put him in a compromising position.
Both girls looked at each other knowingly and smiled with Sherry speaking up first "You mean like stealing money from the restaurant? Something like that."
"Yes, something EXACTLY like that! Do you have some evidence of this?" Victoria asked.
"Sure do!" Sherry piped up. "I saw him pocketing money out of the register just the other night and, without his knowing it, I snapped a picture and saved it to my phone. He didn't see me, but, I thought this picture might come in handy some day and now it looks like it has."
Victoria looked at the picture and smiled. This was exactly what she was looking for, and she also knew that Sherry had on her phone something that could destroy Sam in 5 minutes. Tex was pretty unforgiving about thieves and not only would he be fired, but Tex certainly would press charges. Sam would not only lose his job, but he would also lose his freedom. Victoria knew that Sam would probably do anything to avoid Tex finding out, and his worrying about having his ass opened up by some big brute in Jail would ensure that he would be very cooperative with any arrangement offered to him instead.
Victoria gave Sherry her email address and told her to email it to her. "Now girls" she continued "Do you want to get some revenge on your boss now?"
Both girls eagerly agreed, and Victoria explained her plan. The next morning, before the restaurant opened up for customers, Sam was checking the grease pits and making sure all of the equipment was clean and ready for business. When he saw Victoria standing outside knocking on the door, he quickly opened it, slightly worried about why his boss's wife would be there so early and alone.
Opening the door, he showed her in and Victoria was very cold in demeanor and his tension rose as his mind searched for what could be the problem. When she explained that she had discovered a situation that was most distressing and would have to be reported to Tex, if things weren't handled quietly he grew even more concerned but quite attentive.
Sam asked if he could help, not knowing what she was talking about, and quite worried by her mysterious behavior. She handed him an envelope and told him to read it later, once all of the girls reported for work. Once he read the contents he would understand, but under NO circumstances was he to open the envelope until the girls had arrived. Very intrigued he took the envelope from her elegant and slender hands and when she suddenly stroked his face and told him "Good Luck" his curiosity really was peaked. Obeying her instructions, he diligently waited until everyone reported for work before he broke the seal.
Once everyone had arrived and was working, Sam raced to his office and tore open the envelope. His face fell and turned ashen white as he read the contents. There in black and white was the evidence of his skimming and as picture after incriminating picture was enclosed he knew he was fucked. When he read the letter, he knew he was in REAL TROUBLE and beyond fucked.
The letter instructed him to report to an address after the evening shift if he wanted to avoid firing, prison and of course the inevitable gang rape. The address was to an apartment complex that he was familiar with but his mind was reeling as he knew he was in some serious shit. The letter was very specific and instructed him to knock on the door three times and then remove all of his clothes and kneel, awaiting further instructions. The look of horror on his face as he read that passage was most amusing, and Victoria thought to herself how much she would have loved to see it when he read that part.
Reading on, Sam's face grew more and more white as the contents of the letter were revealed. Once naked and kneeling, he was to wait in the hall, with his hands on his head until the door opened and he would be given new orders. He would not return to his apartment as this address would be where he would live now for at least as long as his retraining was in progress. The occupants of the address would determine what he would do and what punishment was sufficient for his redemption. Once they all agreed he was reformed, he would be let go and the evidence would be destroyed.
IF, and this was the kicker, IF he disobeyed or tried to escape; his boss Tex would be given the evidence and he would be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. His position at the restaurant would continue during his retraining, but other than reporting to work, he was to live at the apartment listed in the letter as the rest of the time he was under "house arrest".
