Summer pulled him from a daze that autumn and winter had dropped him in. Aimlessly stuck in the small apartment in New York. Trying to bring his creative side out while working as a bartender at night. The snow that had covered the city was the worse and fell on him like a blanket suffocating his creativeness under warm comfort.
Work was great. Beautiful people every night. A bartender at one of the most exclusive nightclubs in the city, and pay and tips was not bad at all, but money did not bring creative flares or speak to the soul. Lately the endless line of one-night stands had become fruitless as well and there was no want in him to delph into the 'darker' side of sexual desires and adventures. All he really wanted was someone to love. To bring an emotional connection to his heart, mind and soul.
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He saw her silhouette across the dance floor as she entered from outside and felt his eagerness jump. A small petite girl with long hair, small breasts, and perky butt. Just what he liked. He waited till she crossed the dancefloor to meet up with her laughing friends, hugging and kissing her arrival before pushing a cocktail into her hand. She almost got lost between the beauties around her was it not for the sensual way that she moved. She wore a tiny designer black cocktail dress that ended maybe a hand width under her butt, with thin straps over her bare shoulders and hugging her breasts upwards to present her cleavage. Soft natural color makeup allowed her red lips to pop. He watched her for a few minutes more while there was a lull at the bar as the DJ spun his decks and rocked the crowd, before getting called to the VIP lounge for some cocktail flaring entertainment.
He loved the environment in the VIP lounge. He played a part on the stage, entertaining the bachelorette parties with his skill as both a mixologist and a flare bartender. In the lounge all bets were off and exciting times were had. Tonight, a group of airhostesses was in. Twenty girls ranging from white, ebony to Asian and middle eastern. He let his drift over their scantly covered bodies. Flirting with their smiles as they came for more cocktails and kissing some deep, stroking their tongues with his as his hand stroked the napes of their necks. It was all part of the job and partly the reason he got to work in the VIP lounge so often The Club owner, a middle-aged blonde woman, kept her dirty secret to herself and so the all the patrons that booked out the VIP lounge.
At around midnight with most of the girls properly tipsy four of them came to the bar for some extra attention and cocktails. Two were blonde, long hair flowing in curls down to their shoulders framing glam makeup faces of models. Each wore a cocktail dress that was low cut, exposing their ample cleavage and he could see that if the material only shifted down two centimeters their nipples would be exposed to air and night. The third girl had hair as black as night, cut in a Chinese-bob style with dark makeup and lips that could suck the cum right out of man's cock. She wore an almost see-through dress that hugged every curve and ended just below her ass. The fourth girl was Asian. North Korean with a tiny mouth and big eyes. She wore a loose blouse that hid much but tight jeans that accentuated her butt.
He quickly picked up their orders and continued to flare while making the cocktails. The owner appeared at the VIP door and strolled over in her figure-hugging knee-high dress. She came in behind the bar and stopped behind him brining his flaring to a stop and audible disappointment from the girls. She leaned in close, her lips on his ear and her hands crawling around his side and her fingers unbuttoning his shirt, 'Give them what they want James." As the last button slipped out, she pulled his short off exposing his ripped chest and abs. She left smiling at the girls ogling his naked torso and rippling of his muscles as he continued to make their drinks and pour it out.
The bob girl acted first. She used her finger to pull him closer to her and lifted herself slightly up onto the bar to bring her lips close to his. He knew that her ass would be exposed to the other girls behind her and he smiled slightly as he softly touched her cheek with his fingers and brushed her lips with his. Gently he slipped his tongue into her mouth, stroking hers with gentle but firm movements. He tasted the cranberry juice from her cosmo on her tongue and sucked gently, pulling her deeper into his mouth. A few moments later her felt another tongue on his slips and hers, pushing itself in between their kiss. The feeling of two tongues licking and stroking his jerked his cock alive in his jeans. He broke the kiss, allowing the blonde girl to tongue fuck her friend. Bet work will not be the same again for them. He looked the Asian and other blonde biting their lips and walked out from behind the bar to join them. He took their hands and lead them to a square flat sofa that stood in the middle of the lounge. Jerking his head at the other two that had briefly stop kissing to follow them.
Once at the sofa he guided the one blonde to kneel on the sofa and slipped his hands under her dress, hooking his fingers into her G-string and pulling them down, assisting her to move it around her knee, over her calves and over her high heels. Removed, he shoved the G-string into his pocket and spread her knees with firm gentle movements before bringing his palm up between her legs and cupping her pussy. By this time, the other girls of the group had formed a circle around them, some sitting and others standing. A female bartender entered the lounge and some girls proceeded to get more drinks as the night took an unexpected turn.
