Before the whole COVID situation began, I was working at an Irish Pub as a server. It was a fairly big restaurant that could seat about 300 guests at once and often was reserved to host parties and large gatherings. The bartenders, managers and other servers were all a blast to be around, Except for one girl named Bree.
Bree was a klutz and always had an attitude with everyone. But she was a damn good server and a gem to look at so management kept her around. Bree was a tiny blonde and genetically stacked, being 5”1 with a slim waist, DD breasts and a big ass. Her outgoing personality with customers was always flirty, making the men’s dates or wives hate her. She never cared though, as long as she made her money at the end of the night and had weed to smoke.
Bree and I never clicked in the first couple months that I started working there. Her being the carefree and no-strings-attached waitress that everyone wanted to fuck meant that she could get away with basically anything. She could drop glass and say that I did it, which would result in me getting yelled at by angry Irish management (nearly shitting myself). I was never attracted to drama and her dragging me into things always became a turnoff, or so I thought.
One weekend, we had a staff meeting to prepare for a dinner party of 200. We talked about catering, drinks, expectations and the floor plan with what teams was working where. In any event we worked, we were paired into teams of two. Instantly Bree raised her hand and volunteered herself to partner up with me, immediately raising a sigh out of me. I despised Bree for being the personality that she was at work but that’s just the game, we’re personality prostitutes for tips. She can be slutty and outgoing while I’m professionally calm. Together we were a perfect balance of yin and yang.
Our fall and winter work outfits consisted of black long-sleeve buttoned-up dress shirts, black dress pants, and our choice of black shoes. We always had multiple pairs freshly ironed and ready to go considering we worked nearly everyday. It was 5pm and I was in the kitchen mentally bracing myself for a busy night, we did close at 2am after all. Bree was silent as ever and even startled me when I opened my eyes to see her standing in front of me.
“Hi Bree.”
“These guys are like…big money guys right? I bet I can make more money than you tonight.”, Bree smirked as she released her top button, revealing her collarbone.
“It’s too early for that, wait until we figure out whos paying first and get a couple drinks in them. Then we’ll have some fun, I promise.”, I assured her as I gently buttoned her shirt back up for her, winked, smiled and walked away.
The night went smoothly as people began to arrive and sit down. We took our time introducing ourselves, serving drinks, and entertained them to the best of our abilities. Our table was lively which meant that even if they did not drink, we were going to get a solid payout. The guests were close to finishing dinner, when I signaled Bree with a wink that it was time to have some fun. Considering the majority of the table were men pounding shots, I let her take the lead while I cleaned up plates and empty glasses. Bree unnecessarily leaned over the table to help me grab an empty glass, giving the gentlemen a nice view of her voluptuous breasts barely being contained in her shirt. Instantly I noticed one gentleman’s face getting red and the others smirking at each other. Hurrying back to the kitchen, Bree set the glasses down and re-buttoned her top.
“Nice work, you put on quite the show. Hope you’re ready to give them dessert.” I said.
“What next!? Am I supposed to flash them my ass?”, Bree snapped.
“No Bree, their Bailey’s Cheesecake is ready. Lose the attitude.”, I commanded.
“SIR YES SIR!”, Bree replied with a military salute.
I could barely contain my laughter when I walked out of the kitchen that I ended up getting yelled at by management. I brushed it off cause I saw Bree struggling to contain her laughter too from the corner of my eye. Damn you Bree and your cuteness. I figured I should probably get back at her somehow later tonight. The night was busy and I decided to shoot my shot by making things interesting.
“Lets make a bet.”, I suggested.
“You’re ON! What is it??”, Bree suddenly interested.
“Whoever makes more money tonight, can ask the other person to do one thing. Can be work related or not.” I said, watching her imagination go wild.
“FUCKING BET DUDE! I’m going to make so much more money than you!”
And she did. Bree had made $400~ and I made $350, which is nice in itself considering that party was wild and extremely long. It had to be around 3am by the time we finished cleaning and I was making my way to my car when Bree called for me.
“Soooooooooo~! I think we should start talking about that bet!”, She prowled.
I held her hands and put them on my shoulders as I met the gaze in her gorgeous blue eyes. Maybe I can flirt my way out of this one.
“I really am tired Bree and not in the mood for your games, can it wait until tomorrow?” I politely asked.
It felt slow as if time was coming to a stop, but she wasn’t. Her lips met mine as she strengthened her grip on my strong shoulders. I thought her nails were going to tear through my tight shirt. I kissed her back and brushed through her hair with my right hand, assuring her that it was okay.
“In the mood now?”, She smiled.
“Yeah, my car or yours? It’s freezing out here.” I suggested.
“Yours, mine is really messy!”, Bree exclaimed.
I unlocked my car and turned on the heater as we entered the backseat. She got on my lap as I sat down and we made out with a burning passion. Her hands running up and down my sculpted chest as I take off my shirt and unbuckle my pants. I began kissing her neck and working my way down as she unbuttoned her top, revealing the most flawless breasts I had ever seen. I sucked on her nipples as she began to moan and held me tighter. I laid her on her back while I unbuckled her belt and slid off her pants, exposing her soft legs. Running my hands up her thighs and seeing her squirm in excitement, I began to strip her of her blue panties. With a kiss followed by some licks, Bree began to exhale cool air in the back of my car in the cold winter night. I began stimulating her clit with my tongue as I wrapped my left arm around her right thigh and placed my hand on below her abs to hold her down. With my right hand, I inserted one finger into her with the come here motion to reach her G-spot. She placed her hand on the back of my head to bring me down even closer to her, guiding me as I ate her out. Both of my muscular arms wrapped around her soft and tender legs, embracing her as she leaned back.
“Fuck that feels so gooooood~! God you have no idea how much I needed this! Don’t stop, I’m going to cum in your mouth!” Bree moaned loudly.
She began to cum in my mouth, jerking with excitement and a much deserved sigh of pleasure. It was so hot seeing her cum that I wanted more. I began kissing my way up her body as she regained her breath and matched my lips. Running my middle and ring finger on my right hand up and down her pussy, she began to kiss me even harder. As I inserted my fingers again into her creamy pussy, Bree held onto me tighter. Firmly I began to pick up the pace doing the come here motion, I felt her build pressure as she struggled to contain it all in.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! I can’t stop!”, She screamed as her nailed dug into my back. It must have been her first time squirting because she had no control over her emotions. I was sprayed with her juices and loved every bit of it. Bree covered her face in embarrassment as she began to have tears of joy. Assuring her it was okay, I pulled her close into my chest and ran my hands through her hair until she was ready. Eventually she caught her breath and had me sit back while she slid off my pants and boxers, exposing my throbbing cock.
Her hands were cold on my member as she stroked it, but quickly warmed me up by taking me into her mouth. I gasped and savored the feeling, closing my eyes as she took me down whole. I opened my eyes at the perfect time to watch Bree take her time sliding up from my cock. I was still in awe at how perfect her boobs were, and she caught my gaze. She slowly let the saliva drip from her mouth and lubricate her breasts. Guiding my cock in between her soft tits, she began to bounce up and down. It was a sight to behold and I could not last much longer after witnessing her cum twice.
“I’m going to cum Bree! Don’t stop!”
“Cum for me daddy! Cover your cum slut!” She begged as she was sprayed with a mountain of cum. Ropes of cum shot her in the face and all over her chest. I leaned back as she tit fucked me and milked every drop I could muster out. She was vocal in her actions, enjoying the taste of me on her fingers as she scooped it up off her breasts. We kissed after putting our clothes back on and I walked her back to her car for a final kiss. The next day I noticed that her panties were still in my car and that she was still giving me an attitude at work. I was pissed off until I felt my phone vibrate with a text message from Bree near closing time.
“I’m sorry about today, punish me later with a spanking? ;)”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jf82gp/how_i_m_ate_out_my_coworker_f_and_made_her_my
Sculpted chest?
Really?
Is this a creative writing sub now?
fuck me hard