It was a hot night at the club. Hotter than usual, but I didn't mind. The heat made the women at the club more than happy to take off their clothes. In fact, my staff and I would take bets on how many tit or crotch flashes each person would get, the most flashes won the pot.
I was sitting in my office, watching the crown through the one way mirror that was behind the desk, enjoying the air conditioning and thinking some things over. I had been feeling kind of distant lately, because of a job offer that would mean quitting my management job and moving away from most of my friends.
One of my bartenders, Lynn, came into the office and sat on my lap. We had been flirting with each other on and off for the last few months, but had been unable to make any connection. She put her arms around my neck while we both looked out into the club through the mirror.
"So what is going on with you lately? I haven't seen you much, you're always sitting in here by yourself, and you're definitely not you same old self."
"I've got a lot on my mind."
"What's going on?"
I explained what was going on to her, and she looked into my eyes and smiled.
"You're not going anywhere. In fact, the only place you're going is to my house."
"Right. That would be nice."
"Well, you're always telling me that you're girlfriends always complemented you on your oral skills, so put your money where your mouth is...or your mouth where my money is." She snickered while pointing at her apron that was about the same length as her shorts.
She laughed with a grin that told me that she was in the mood for some fun, and turned and walked out of the office with a cute little spring in her step. I admired her ass which was covered, barely, by a pair of tan shorts, and the uniform polo she was wearing made her tits look smaller than the 36D that she always claimed that they were. She looked sexy hot, and schoolgirl innocent with her warm smile, intense eyes, and her braided pigtails.
I watched her and the rest of the staff from the confines of the office. Before Lynn had visited me, I couldn't think of anything but the job offer, but now, I couldn't get Lynn out of my mind. I wanted to start nibbling on her neck and work my way down to her toes and then back up again. I wanted to see just how much fun we could really have together. Closing time was 2 a.m. That meant that the staff usually got to go home at about two thirty. At two, Lynn came into the office again. She put her cash drawer on my desk and smiled at me. There were two waitresses in my office so she didn't do anything obvious. There was a folded piece of paper on top of the drawer, so I picked it up and read it as she walked out of the office shouting "G'night everybody!" and she left.
The note was short and to the point: You know where I live, and you know what we both want...so put your mouth where my money is.
I sat back in my chair and tried to hide the redness of my face. I hoped that it wasn't obvious that I now had a hardon either. I couldn't finish counting out the cash drawers and receipts fast enough.
I pulled into Lynn's driveway at about 3 a.m. I felt like running up the walkway to the door, but I didn't want to look stupid, so I acted as natural as I could. I didn't even get a chance to ring the door bell. Lynn opened the door wearing a t-shirt and pajama pants. Damn she was cute. She gave me a big hug and invited me in.
"I didn't think you would show up. I thought you would back out somehow."
"Well, I'm here." I said, unable to contain my smile any longer.
"Yes, you are." She giggled and went into the kitchen to get us a couple of beers. I sat down on the couch and tried to look natural. It wasn't working very well.
She came back in and handed me a beer. "I was just putting in a movie, want to watch it?"
"Sure." I figured that a movie might be a good distraction.
