As a good Asian girl does, Wei got serious about her studies when the school year started, but she also needed to make some money. Consistent with her desire to get into the hospitality industry, she decided to start a catering business. Wei posted an ad but got few serious responses and only one gig, a birthday party at a senior home that was rather uninspiring and low paid.
Wei was telling a classmate about her challenge in finding business when another classmate interjected.
"I have a party this weekend and the caterer just backed out. If you are committed to making it work I could toss you the business."
Wei had seen the student, Brad, before. In fact, she had a bit of crush on him, even though they had never spoken. He reminded her of the princes in fairy tale books she read as a child. He was clearly wealthy, which you could see by his preppy clothes but also, somehow, in his good looks and even in the air he gave off. He was quite tall, slim with broad shoulders, with thick blond hair and deep blue eyes. Until she had come to the States Wei had never seen anyone like him in person.
Wei was usually rather confident, but with Brad she felt off balance, and a little intimidated. I...yes...I can do it." Wei said, conscious of her accent as she looked up at him.
Just like that Wei had a real gig. A big one...there was to be 30 people at the party, and Brad had made it clear the event needed to be impressive. She had proposed 'Asian fusion' as the theme. She wasn't sure what it meant but she knew Americans thought it somehow fancier than Asian food without the fusion.
Wei spent a lot of time preparing for this. She knew Brad could make a lot of introductions for her. She had a great menu planned, and hired two people to help, one a Chinese colleague she knew could help with the cooking, a busboy to clean up, and a waitress to serve everyone.
Everything was going well, the dishes were looking great, but as it came close to time for the party to kick off, the waitress was nowhere to be found. Wei called again and again and suddenly she appeared, stoned and disheveled. Wei panicked. She had to send the waitress home but had no backup. Her Chinese friend did not speak English well at all and the bus boy was...not really for the 'front of house.'
Wei decided she had to be the waitress for the evening. She managed to prevent it from being a disaster, but it was sloppy and it was noticed by all, especially Brad. In fact, Brad threatened to withhold payment. This was very concerning to Wei, who had spent all the money she had for the food she had served and the help.
Finally Brad conceded. "I gave you a great chance on this Wei. I understand it wasn't your 'fault' but I pay you to solve for these challenges."
Wei nodded and looked at her shoes.
"Tell you what. I'll pay you all your costs...and give you one more chance. I have a smaller gathering next weekend. Just a few of the boys celebrating a birthday. We'll need some snacks, someone to serve drinks."
Wei nodded and assured Brad she could do it.
"Oh." Brad added casually, "We'll also need a dancer. Nothing too crazy but something fun for the birthday boy. Just a show and a couple of lapdances."
Wei's expressive eyes must have surprised Brad because he added, "Is that a problem? You do want the gig, right? I have the name of a dancer I heard was great I can text you if you want."
Wei was anxious to please and reassured Brad had already found a dancer. She agreed she could do it and promised it would be flawless.
Wei reached out to the dancer and found she was available and happy to take the gig. Brad had suggested she plan to pay her $600 for two hours work, which would include flirting, stripping and the lapdances. Tips would be extra. That sounded like a LOT of money to Wei, but she included it in her estimate and Brad was happy to accept. Wei was impressed with the dancer who was very well spoken. Wei had asked for pictures and the dancer had send shots of her in lingerie. She was very sexy and Wei knew any guy would like her.
Wei made sure she planned everything to the tee. She had all the snacks made ahead of time. She knew she could handle the small group on her own, but she hired her Chinese friend as backup and to help clean up and get everything ready. Wei would be the waitress herself to make sure there was no problem.
That morning Wei called the dancer again to make sure she was good for the event. Once again the dancer impressed Wei, assuring her she would be there early and thanking her for the opportunity. She went through her list and bought all the drinks she would serve. She felt very ready.
When she got home Wei showered, then thought about what to wear for the event. She decided she had to look pretty good herself. After all it was all boys attending and there was going to be a sexy dancer. They wouldn't want a dowdy waitress serving them. She chose the same outfit she had worn for her slutty adventure when she first arrived in the USA. She thought about what she had done with Jim and his roommate and felt herself get a little wet. She thought of Brad being disappointed with her after the last event, but somehow it got her excited...the idea of him chastising her...turned her on. Wei shook her head and reminded herself to focus.
The skirt seemed even shorter than it had been the last time she wore it. With a diet that included more American food Wei had put on just a few pounds and it seemed to go all to her ass. The skirt accentuated her best feature but also barely covered it. Wei let her long hair down, knowing this made her look much more beautiful and desirable. She smiled a little, as it felt good to dress up. At the last minute Wei decided not to wear a bra. Her cheap bras had shown through her top in the back. She rationalized that she had small tits and her nipples would be covered by her hair even if they showed a little. She felt nerves but also...an exciting tension and she left for the party.
When she arrived at the address Wei was very impressed with the house. She wasn't sure if it was Brad's or one of the other guests but it was like the mansions she had seen in American movies, with high ceilings, and a pool in the backyard.
Brad was already there, dressed casual. He came out with a friend he introduced as Albert. Albert let out a whistle. It was apparent they had already been drinking but their admiration flattered Wei, who had not encouraged any male attention since that one crazy night when she arrived. At Brad's instruction she turned around so they could see the outfit better. She knew they were really admiring her backside in her tight skirt. She also knew this was probably not appropriate in the USA but she told herself it was fine since it was all playful and she was glad Brad was in a good mood.
Brad took Wei around to the kitchen and the main area of the house. His hand was on the small of her back. He had never touched her before and she felt tingles when he did. Wei's friend arrived to help set everything up and Brad left them to work, giving Wei's ass a light slap when he left them. The two girls quickly had everything set up and it was still over an hour until the party started. The dancer wasn't due for almost three hours but Wei texted her anyway, just to check in.
Feeling anxious Wei wandered around the backyard to get some fresh air. Eventually she tentatively poked her head in to the house to see the space where the guys would be watching the game. Brad saw her and waved her in. He was drinking scotch with his friend and insisted she join them for a drink. Wei tried to back out, but of course she didn't want to disappoint her boss and soon she had a drink in her hand. As she sat back in the soft chair beside them. She felt her little skirt rise high as she sunk back. The guys were not subtle about admiring her legs and she didn't want to embarrass them by tugging on her skirt so she sat there hoping she was not showing off her panties. Brad and Albert, who was shorter and less attractive, made some small talk and Brad asked if she had a boyfriend. Wei surprised herself when she told them "kind of, back at home". When they laughed a little she added, "not really I guess".
Brad, who was clearly already buzzed mischievously suggested that Wei must find it very 'frustrating' to be on her own every night and Wei felt her face flush from the drink and embarrassment. Did he know she had a crush on him? When someone knocked on the door Wei looked at the time and realized it the event was about to start. She excused herself and rushed back to the kitchen.
When Wei came back out with snacks there was a new guy with Brad and Albert He was handsome and even taller than Brad and when Wei came in all three of them all turned to look.
"Billy, this is Wei. She's our hostess and barmaid for tonight."
Wei shyly gave a little bow and Billy gave her a big smile, took her hand and kissed it.
"Lucky us." he said, locking eyes with Wei who nervously tried to keep his stare.
"Thank you" she answered, then felt silly.
"Give Billy a spin Wei." Brad said teasingly. Wei was bold enough to roll her eyes playfully at Brad, but then shrugged and turned for Billy, getting a whistle when she showed him her backside.
Wei shakily tried to regain a more professional demeanor, asking Billy what she could get him. After a chuckle Billy asked her for a gin and tonic and Wei gratefully took the opportunity to leave.
When she walked back to the kitchen fetch the drink Wei noticed the boys were not talking and she felt self conscious with each step. When she was out of their sight she stopped to collect herself. The idea that three handsome guys were all focused on watching her ass as she left made her heart beat fast. Despite her belief that she was always in control, all the attention from the guys was turning her on.
Wei sent a quick text to the dancer asking if she was on her way. The dancer wasn't due to arrive for almost an hour, but had said she would be early and after seeing the 'hunger' the boys' eyes Wei wanted to make sure they got what they wanted.
