Amanda pulled her pale yellow cami over her 34C tits and matching lacy bra. She combined that with a spring skirt and checked herself out in the mirror. By anyone's standards, she was hot. Long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, big lips, perfect tits and ass, and long shapely legs. Wednesday nights working at the bar were pretty hit-or-miss. Some nights were good and some were really slow. She hoped that she would have a little fun at work, but wasn't holding her breath.
The night was pretty steady, with a lot of her 'regulars'. Some of them liked to flirt with her, and she played along well with them, as she was in the safety of the bar, and it ended up getting her better tips.
As it started to slow down about 11:30pm, a group of three guys came in. One of them was someone who Amanda had seen before, she thought his name was Rob, but couldn't remember. She hadn't ever seen the other two that were with him.
After they sat down at a table across the bar, she looked for the bar waitress, but didn't see her, so she walked over to see what they wanted. As she approached, she could see them trying to sneak peeks at her tits. When she got to the table she said, "Hello, gentlemen, what can we do for you guys this evening?"
"Well, I'm not sure if any of us are 'gentlemen'," said the guy who she had seen before, "but I wanted to bring my friends, Shawn and Mike to the place with the hottest bartender in town."
"Yeah, whatever," Amanda replied with a laugh. "So what'll you have?"
"I'll have a Miller Lite," said the first stranger, "and I will agree with Rob that you are the hottest bartender that we have seen tonight. I'm Shawn, by the way..."
Amanda looked to the other stranger, saying, "so I guess that would make you Mike, huh? What would you like, Mike?"
Mike smiled and said, "Wow, sexy AND smart. That's a hell of a combination... I'll have a Jack and coke."
She looked across the table, "and for you, Rob?"
"I will also have a Lite," he replied.
She turned to walk back along the front of the bar, and could feel their eyes glued to her ass. She thought to herself, 'it has been slowing down, these guys will at least make the end of the night a little more fun.'
She got their drinks, and returned to their table. They talked for a few minutes, with Amanda asking what they were up to tonight.
"We were friends in college," said Rob. "These two are just back in town for a couple days, and tonight was the only night that worked for all of us to meet up."
Amanda let them be for a little while, but could continually see them talking, then sneaking looks over in her direction. The bar continued to thin out, and Amanda let the bar waitress go, leaving her as the only employee left in the bar.
After a bit, she returned to their table, and as she approached, they all stopped the conversation that they were having.
"All right, what are you guys talking about?" she asked as she approached.
"...uh...nothing..." stammered Rob.
"Uh huh, sure," she quipped back. "You guys just got awfully quiet as I got here. Talking the whole time like little girls until I show up back at your table, and then everyone shuts up? That isn't very good game, boys... not very good game," she said with a laugh. "Can I get you guys some more drinks?"
They all nodded, and she brought them another round. As she got to their table, she was standing between Mike and Shawn, with Rob across the table. She handed them their drinks as Shawn spoke up. "When you came up before, we were talking about how we all thought you have a great ass."
"Well, thank you, but that isn't going to get you anywhere," she responded.
"So you are saying we have a chance?" Shawn shot back.
"No. That isn't what I meant... I mean... no. Nevermind... Drink your damn beer," she said, a little tongue-tied, not anticipating that line.
She went back behind the bar, and the few tables started to thin out even more. As she saw the guys tipping back their beers further, she returned, expecting more banter.
As she got there, she asked if they would like another round. Shawn, who seemed to be the most aggressive, said, "So how about this for a line... I think you have fantastic lips... I'd like to see them wrapped around my cock."
Amanda was used to comments like this later in the night, and took it in stride, firing back with, "That would mean you HAVE a cock, and given all the shit you talk, I am thinking you are trying to overcome a small one."
Mike and Rob started rolling with laughter. Shawn just had one quick 'ha', as he knew he had just been burned.
Amanda had a little extra swing with her step as she walked away, knowing that she won that round. She brought them back their drinks, but couldn't talk more because there was another table waiting to pay their bill.
The guys were getting a little louder with their talk between them, and also comments about Amanda. She didn't take anything too personally that they had said, as it was all just good fun and flirting. She went back to their table as she saw Mike's drink near empty.
"So how are we doing guys? I am about to give last call," she said.
"I think that we are ready for another round," said Rob.
Shawn was getting a little bolder, this time saying in a somewhat hushed voice, "I'd bet you'd be a great fuck."
With that, he put his hand on her calf, crossing a boundary. She shot him a defiant look, saying, "Buddy, you wouldn't know what to do with me." But she didn't move his hand off her until she went to go back behind the bar.
As she was getting their drinks, the last of the other people in the bar were walking out, leaving just Amanda and the three guys. She brought their drinks back to them, again standing between Shawn and Mike. As she was setting their drinks down and clearing their empties, she again felt Shawn's hand on the inside of her smooth calf. She then felt a second hand on her other calf. Shawn and Mike were talking shit to try to keep her standing between them longer.
She stood still, and went back and forth with their banter, not saying anything about the two hands on her calves. They started massaging them, which felt kind of good because she was on her feet all night. However, they both slowly started working their way up the inside of her calves. With the games and flirting they had been doing all night, she didn't want to be the one to back down first. She know that neither one of the guys had the guts to go up very high.