"Last call, last call," Adam, the bartender at a local bar and grill called out.
The staff was worn out from the busy night as patrons were slowly stumbling out the door, holding on to the frame as if the edge of the world was just outside the door. Outings, the bar, was a town icon, having been there since the first building was setup many decades ago. It was known by the locals, and even visitors as one of "the" places to go. Once inside you would know its age. The old wood of the bar in the center of the room had darkened from years of use, and arm marks were like notches all around it in front of where bar stools stood. It was a dark place, smelled of booze and fried foods. The food was good, the beer was cold, and the staff was energetic, maybe not tonight.
As the last of the regulars wandered out into the dark, Adam walked from behind the bar straight to the front door and locked it. The place was empty now. The owner, Tim, had left for the evening, and it was up to Adam and Jenn to clean up and shut down for the night. The rest of the kitchen staff left too. Adam had worked at the bar since the day he turned 18, just four years ago. Adam loved it there. He was treated like family by Tim, and the rest of the staff. Being a young guy, athletic, and handsome, he had his way with getting tips from the ladies without making the bar go broke. He knew how to work the system and walk away with his bundle of cash at the end of day. Tips were good, the patrons were cool, and the bar was a pretty awesome place to work for a young guy. You would think that being you, good looking and working at a bar a guy would get all the action he needed. No. All the ladies that came in were either married, too old for Adam, or left with someone they met at the bar. Adam noticed that it was rare for a young attractive woman to leave alone, unless she was with a pack of other girls. They got those from time to time. They also had the cougar clubs that came in. They were on the hunt. They were never able to get Adam because he was always shy, and had to work late into the evening. No luck there.
Tonight was the usual night. Adam was doing his usual routine of wiping down the bar, restocking the clean glasses and pitchers, and prepping for the next day. Jenn was a waitress for the grill side of the establishment. She was a cute little thing. Petite. Jenn was doing her cleanup of sweeping the dining area. Damn she was hot (at least to Adam), and she managed to keep Adam busy all day, other than making drinks, he could never keep his eyes off of her. Sometimes a patron had to get his attention. He would end up daydreaming about her from behind the bar, as he would watch her work.
The two of them flirted on and off during their shifts, as happens in most places. It never crossed the line though. Tim had made his warning about sexual harassment in the workplace. Yeah, yeah, yeah... we all hear that when we get hired on to a new job. Adam thought the flirting was all in good fun, and it was. He never took it seriously. Little did he know that Jenn did. Just regular work fun and flirting to him.
Jenn was amazing to Adam. She had a perfect body, hour-glass shaped, a nice handful breasts, and an ass that looked great in jeans. Jeans were her favorite thing to wear, and Adam had no problem with that. Neither did the patrons. But most of all he enjoyed her face. She stood about 5'11", had pitch black hair that had a curly wavy look to it. She had dark rim glasses, white skin, almost pin-up girl white, and used the most red lipstick you can find to contrast it. The tattoos on her left arm were playful and bright with color. They made Adam wonder where else she was tattooed. She was what some guys call "nerdy and dirty."
Adam did not know Jenn outside of work. He knew where she lived because he had to give her a ride home a few times when it was raining out. She usually walked, but Adam always loved when it was a rainy day. He knew that she was single, but that was about all. Adam did not like to pry into Jenn's personal life too much. Jenn came to work in the bar about a year ago. She was friendly.
Adam was filling out his order sheet, and keeping an eye on Jenn as she swept the floor. Jenn reached down to pick up a dollar that has been on the floor. This was it. Bending over at the waste, she gave Adam a show of her perfect ass, without even knowing it. Oh what a view, and how he wanted to reach out and grab it. Being the small town boy that he was, he did never would have done such a thing without an invite.
Without thinking, Adam let out a "Wow".
Jenn stood up, just now realizing the show that she had given him. She flung her head to the right and let her hair flow around, kind of like how the models do in shoots. She pouted her lips and gave him a stern look, like; what are you looking at asshole, kind of look. Then she smiled and winked. Adam could not believe himself. He just smiled and put the clipboard down. "Sorry," he said.
To his surprise Jenn replied with "It's ok, I know it looks good, too bad it's not in use."
"Well, damn it can be girl", he replied. This amazed Jenn, she never saw this side of him, and Adam never saw this side of himself wither. He was usually quiet and polite like a choirboy.
"Well?" she asked.
"Well what Jenn?"
"It's not just going grab itself, it could, but I prefer someone else doing it." She said with a wink.
