You don't get great benefits working in the bar/restaurant business. For most of my time in this crazy industry I had been a faithful boyfriend to 2 girls. My 7 year relationship ended on pretty good terms as a friend and I helped her move back to NY and we kind of kept in touch. The more recent 1.5 year gf really left me thrown for a loop. She had pursued me where we worked for months. I was the GM and she was a 25 year-old cocktail waitress. I was perfectly happy being unhappy but this girl would not take no for an answer. Don't get me wrong I fucked her doors off but she wanted more. After I finally relented and fell in love with her things went off track. Her rich parents didn't approve of me being 35 and my job status. Our sex life was great and she moved in to my house. After two kittens and lots of domestic bliss her parents told her to end it. I was devastated when she complied with their wishes.
Enough junk! I was single and running a pretty good bar/restaurant with plenty of fun to be had. But my heart wasn't in it. Until Zara started. An ownership change at the restaurant left many of the workers jaded. Not Zara. She was full of life and really cool. One night a friend of mine was in from out of town and George brought his usual amount of craziness. George hooked up with Pamela (a girl staying in my house and very hot) and somehow Zara ended up driving me home. Zara was around 5'3" with a tight compact body and a pretty face framed by short light brown hair. George tried hard to get some group sex started in the living room but somehow Zara and I ended up in my bedroom talking and making out. Since I was her boss I was reluctant to push things further despite my raging cock. Zara told me she sensed an inner-sadness in me that needed a big party to release it. It was really late and we fell asleep. We hadn't talked about that night for a couple weeks and then on a crazy Wednesday Zara told me to stay open because she was bringing a couple friends in. I told her "of course."
I kind of forgot about Zara because the night was a little nuts. This hot blonde was all over me but she had crossed over into the crazy, muttering, stuttering and staggering portion of her night. As I closed the last bartender out I heard a knock on the window. It was Zara with two girls. I got very lucky too. Diane, the bartender, knew the crazy blonde and hauled her out with her just as Zara and the girls came in. It never happens like that. There is usually 10 different things preventing you from having fun. Not tonight.
Gwen had dark red hair, a pretty face, perfect white skin, a hard body and a heart-shaped ass. Rhea had dark hair, a voluptuous body and olive skin.
Zara took control and asked me for some whisky shots. I am always impressed when girls ask for real shots so I poured 4 shots of Jameson. I also gave the girls strong local beer. After we downed the shot I quickly made sure we were locked in and out of sight from the streets. I didn't expect anything at that point but it was great sitting at a table with 3 hot girls that were well-read and sexy at the same time. I found out that only Rhea had a sort-of-boyfriend and that everyone at the table knew that Zara and I had hooked up. Gwen persistently asked why I hadn't tried to fuck Zara at my house. I finally laid it on the line and told them "I like to take my time with women. You youngsters might be used to guys that treat sex like fast food but I like to savor it. Taste it. Get lost in it." I don't know where that shit was coming from but they seemed impressed. Zara cut through the mystery like a hot knife through butter. Zara looked me deep in the eyes and said, "I want you to go downstairs to the office and eat Gwen. If you are as good as you say and Gwen comes you can fuck me on your desk while they watch. Rhea is kind of with someone but she may let you play with her asshole. That is if you're up to it."
If a girl wants to get the best a guy has in bed lay out a challenge. Fuck food and lingerie. Challenge. Without a word I got up and extended my hand to Gwen. I didn't really know if it was on until she pushed her chair back and got up. She grabbed my hand and we headed toward the stairs. I told Zara and Rhea to drink anything they wanted but to not touch the phones or let anyone in no matter what. Zara smiled and said, "have fun boss."
