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Chapter 9 - Holiday Happenings At The Four Sisters Saloon
Greetings and salutations from the Four Sisters Saloon! The ladies and I sincerely hope you've all had joyous and happy holidays so far. We've been pretty damn busy here at the FSS, with our main party room booked solid through the end of the year. We've almost haven't had time for any fun. Notice I said almost.
We recently got permission to stay open until 4 A.M. on the weekends and on holidays so we hired three new waitresses here at the FSS. There's Susan, Joy and her sister Jill. Naturally, they're pretty damn hot, if I do say so myself, and I just did!
Susan is a thin girl, not usually my type, but there's something about her face. It just gets my blood boiling (along with my sperm). Susan, or Susie-Q as I like to call her, has smallish breasts but an ass to just die for. It's nice and round and tight. She says it's from her days as a runner. Whatever it's from, it's very, very, very nice.
Joy and Jill, although close in age, look nothing alike. Joy has big breasts, DD acording to her, and is rather tall. She's a raven haired beauty and is really gorgeous. She's also in her mid-forties. Her sister Jill, on the other hand, is short, barely five foot, even in pumps. She's in her early forties, has blonde hair and deep, sexy blue eyes. She probably a large B cup but her breasts sit firm and high on her chest. When she wears a crop top, the guys in the bar can't seem to keep their mouths closed. She don't take shit from anyone though and can hold her own. The ladies have really complimented my wife and her sisters. Susie-Q, Joy and Jill have become fast friends with Carla, Cindy, Amy and Fran despite only being here a few months now.
Last Friday night, Dave, the biker that has his parties here on a regular basis now, had a Christmas Party for his bike club. The usual suspects were there, along with some of the ladies that ride with them. The drinks flowed freely and the guys were having a lot of fun with the new girls. Susan, Joy and Jill really had their hands full with the guys but it was all in good fun. Even some of the biker women were hitting on them. Susie-Q really enjoyed the attention she was getting while Joy and Jill just laughed it off. Prior to being hired, we had warned the three of them that it can get pretty raunchy and quite unpredictable at the Four Sister's Saloon and that if they had a problem with that, they should look for employment elsewhere. All three of them told us that it would be no problem. I was still worried though. I wasn't so sure the women would be as calm as they said they would be if any sexual shenanigans broke out. As it turns out, I needn't have worried.
The party had it's usual flair for the erotic. I had the servers dress up like Santa's Elves while I was Santa, of course. The girl's costumes were quite short and showed lots of skin. The women who came in with Dave and his party were scantily dressed as well. I have to hand it to Dave, he knows what I like to see and made sure the ladies wore their best. It wasn't usual biker fare. There were lots of dresses and skirts. Of course, they were all pretty short, so it was all good.
As the night wound down, the few people left were regulars. There was Dave, Carl, Danny, Jim and Alan from Dave's biker group and a few of our city's finest, both police and fire. Even the Mayor and his wife were there. I finally closed the front doors around 1 A.M. and we retired to the back party room. Susan, Jill and Joy stayed to help clean up. We let whomever was left in the bar stay until we were ready to leave. We had probably 15 - 20 guys and the ladies.
"Hey Tommy, can you come back here a minute," Dave yelled from a table in back. I walked over to where he and his friends were sitting.
"Yeah Davey Boy, what's up?" I asked.
"The boys and I were just wondering, which of the new ladies has the best tits?"
"Well, I haven't seen them so I wouldn't know."
"Come on Tom, you mean to tell me you haven't at least taken a peak? I find that hard to believe!" He exclaimed.
"Honestly Dave, I haven't had the time. You know it's busy around here this time of year." I replied.
"Yeah, but what about before then? Didn't you have them flash you to get the job?"