(PART 2) I [M] worked as a busboy at the hottest sorority [F] house on campus

Thank you for all the praise and feedback on my first post! If you haven’t already read part one of the story, I definitely recommend you go do so [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qqj36m/i_m_worked_as_a_busboy_at_the_hottest_sorority_f/). It’ll set the context for a lot of what’s to come, and today I’ll pick up right where that first story left off. Enjoy!

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I finished up my shift, locked the back door to the kitchen, and started to walk home. I couldn’t stop thinking about Jazmine’s ass. Did that really just happen? It was already around 10pm and I hadn’t checked my phone in a while, so I pulled it from my bag and saw I had a few notifications. Nothing major, just some Snaps, a few missed spam calls, and some unread texts. I saw a text from a number I didn’t recognize, and it read, “Hey busboy it’s Jazmine. I’m at Hammerhouse [a local college bar], you should come.”

I tried to play it cool and responded, “Sounds like a fun time. I just got out of work and need to shower. How long are you gonna be there?”

“At least until 12 for ladies night.”

“Perfect, I’ll see you there in a bit.”

I was giddy and horny, so I picked up my walking pace to get home and shower as quickly as possible. I had to pause and readjust my pants a few times along the way since my now ever-persistent bulge was starting to chafe on the side of my jeans. I got home, showered, got dressed, and hopped in an uber to head downtown as quickly as possible. With very little time to process what I was doing or what my game plan was, I shot Jazmine a text, “Hey are you still at Hammerhouse? I’m pulling up now.” A few minutes passed by, no response.

The uber dropped me off at the front of the bar, and before going in, I checked my phone one last time. Still no response. I sighed but tried to keep a positive mentality. *Not a huge deal. She probably hasn’t checked her phone in a bit. I’ll just go in and find her and her friends.*

The bouncer checked my ID and I passed through the front door of the bar. My eyes began to adjust to the scene before me — a few dimly lit booths lined the right side of the room, which was narrow and cramped like an alleyway. The bar itself was on the left side of the room, leaving a gap between the booths and the bar where people could stand or pull up more chairs. This bar was known as a hotspot for the Greek life crowd at my school — they had “ladies night” deals on wells and beer before midnight, so plenty of sorority girls would swing by to get fucked up before heading to clubs or parties.

With so many people packed into the booths, it was hard for me to see everyone’s face in the back as I slowly started making my way through the crowd. I briefly locked eyes with a few random girls along the way, and then I finally spotted a booth in the corner where a few girls from the same sorority as Jazmine were sitting. They were part of the same group that approached me earlier that day. I guess they traveled in packs?

One of them recognized me and waved. I struggled to remember her name. *Hannah? Sophia? No wait. Andrea? Andrea.*

“Hey busboy!” I suddenly didn’t care so much about not remembering her name.

“Hey Andrea how’s it going?”

“Amaaaazing, we just took shots and are about to head to Laser [a local club] soon. What are you up to tonight?”

I quickly scanned her body and saw her eyes do the same with me. Andrea was sitting down, but I could see she was wearing a tight black dress that accentuated her blonde hair and pale cleavage. Two green rosaries dangled over her milky white breasts, which looked like they were about to pop out of her dress at any second. They jiggled slightly as she turned around to grab her drink, and I had to keep myself from staring.

“I just got here and am meeting up with some friends.” I lied. “They’re running late, but hey by any chance have you seen Jazmine out tonight?”

“Yeah she was here and left with some guy. Why?”

“She told me to text her once I was out, but no worries, sounds like she’s busy.”

“Ooh does the busboy have a little crush on Jazmine? I wouldn’t count your luck, she’s had a thing with that guy for a while. And it’s not like your options are limited.”

I couldn’t tell if she was flirting with me or teasing me (or both), but I suddenly felt a wave of dismay flow through my body as I processed what she had told me. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I had been kicked in the gut. This girl I barely had a connection with had invited me out and left home with another guy before I even had the chance to see her. I’d hyped up my expectations so much and now I was rejected. I could probably take home another one of those girls that night if I really wanted to, but I felt like shit.

I wanted to tell Andrea and her friends what happened in the kitchen and get their take on it, but I knew better than to trust these girls who would surely be more loyal to their best friend. I held myself together, took a shot with them, and said goodbye as I called up some buddies who I knew were going out to a local brewery. A night out with the boys would surely lift my spirits.

I hopped in another uber and met them at Three Peaks, a local brewery that attracted a lot of the indie crowd at my university. They already had a table, so I pulled up a chair and joined in on the banter. A few guys had brought along their girlfriends, and a few of those girlfriends had brought along their girlfriends. My gaze quickly fixed on a girl I didn’t recognize. She was wearing a wide brimmed hat — very hipster, especially for where our college town was located. She had cream-colored skin that complemented her short brown hair and light blue-green eyes. I couldn’t see much of her body from where I was sitting as she was a few seats down from me, but she was extremely pretty.

I had one two many beers and got up to go pee. Coincidentally, Miss Hipster Hat also got up to use the bathroom. We hadn’t made much eye contact or talked the whole night, but we were now the only two people standing next to each other in line. After about thirty seconds, I broke the silence.

“So how do you know Liz?” Liz was one of the other girls back at the table, and also the longtime girlfriend of George, one of my fraternity brothers.

“We’ve known each other since middle school.”

“Oh wow, I didn’t know Liz had friends with such good taste in hats.”

She giggled. “Thank you — believe it or not, Liz used to wear hats like this all the time.”

“Did she? But there’s no way she pulled it off like you.” I jokingly made a gesture with my arms towards her body, and that’s when I realized how sexy she really was. She was petite and had a light jacket on over a tube top, which made it really difficult to tell how nice her figure was earlier. But now that she was standing, I could tell her tube top was concealing a perfectly perky set of boobs, as she had no bra on. I got hard as a rock.

We stood there for a few minutes making small talk — we chatted about bucket lists, travel plans, and her fascination with chocolate. I also learned her name was Casey. We finally got annoyed at how long it was taking for the person in the bathroom to finish, and I jokingly suggested we go around the back and try and find the employee bathroom. Turns out Casey was down, and that’s exactly what we did.

We easily found the employee bathroom, and while it wasn’t the most luxurious experience, it was efficient. As Casey walked in, she turned around and said, “You shouldn’t wait out here, it’ll be sus if someone sees you.” I couldn’t argue with that.

I walked in and shut the door behind us. She suggested we take turns peeing while the other person looked away. When we both finished and I was washing my hands, I jokingly said, “You know peeing together with a cute wide-brim-hat girl wasn’t on my bucket list before tonight, but I’ll have to add it now just for the story.”

She laughed and took a few steps away from the door and toward me. “You know what else is on my bucket list?”

“What’s that?”

“I’ve always wanted to hook up with a guy in a public bathroom.” Her eyes widened as I turned around, and I immediately recognized that “fuck me” expression on her face.

“What a coincidence, I’m a guy and we’re in a public ba…” She leaned in, put her hands on my face, and pulled herself in to kiss me.

I pulled her in too and my hands began to explore every inch of her back. I then grabbed one of her boobs through her tube top and she instantly let out a moan of approval. I pinched her nipple through her top and she immediately responded by grabbing my crotch while letting out another moan, this one much louder than the last. I spun her around so that my crotch was now pressed hard against her ass, and I squeezed and began to massage her boobs from behind. Her breathing was loud and heavy as she put her hands over mine and directed my fingers back to pinch her nipples. I pulled down her tube top so that her boobs were now fully out, and I continued to pinch her nipples as she squealed and massaged my crotch.

As my hands slowly made their way down to her belt, she turned around and stopped me. “Not today, but I want to do something.” She leaned in and kissed me, gently dancing her tongue around mine. She then pulled me in closer and started undoing my belt buckle. Within seconds, her hands were wrapped around and gently stroking my seven inch cock. She looked up at me and her beautiful blue-green eyes almost seemed to be begging for approval. I nodded. She kissed the tip of my cock with her lips and then pulled me as far in as her throat would let me go. She gagged and her saliva dripped onto her bare tits, which now shined with the reflection of the fluorescent light above us. She moved my hand to the back of her head and I started to thrust slowly, until I was fucking her face with almost all my force. Her spit was now all over her face and tits and I was seconds from busting. “I’m gonna cum.”

My knees buckled, I felt a tingling sensation pulse through my fingers, and I blasted my load straight down her throat as she pulled herself in. She sucked off every remaining drop and then slapped my cock against her wet and perky tits, which sent me over the edge. “How was that,” she asked.

It took me about thirty seconds to catch my breath and respond. “Pretty good considering I still can’t feel my toes.”

She laughed, got up, and started cleaning herself with paper towels. I did the same, and we carefully made our way out of the employee bathroom to make sure no one was waiting for us. On the walk back to our friends, I got her number and we agreed we’d hang out again. Back at the table, people started to head out for the night, and I eventually did too.

I got in the uber to go home and finally had the chance to pull out my phone and check my messages. I saw I had a text from a contact who wasn’t saved, but I for some reason recognized the number. It was Jazmine.

“Hey anangrydinosaur, I’m sooooo sorry! Something came up and I had to go help a friend. I hope you had a good night!”

My uber driver must’ve thought I was insane, because I let out an audible laugh and shook my head. I decided not to respond to Jazmine, at least not yet. I had a *really* good night.

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If you’ve made it this far, thank you! This is only my second story in the Busboy series, and I have much more to share. And since I’ve gotten such good feedback, I’ll probably start writing up other sexy stories that don’t tie in directly to my year as a busboy. I have plenty of sexy stories to share and am living new stories each and every day ;)

Also, I got a few suggestions in my Inbox from folks who said I should set up some kind of virtual tip jar for these stories. Would anyone actually tip me/subscribe to me if I kept writing these? I have no intention of making them paywalled so don’t worry about that, but it would also be really cool to have another incentive to keep writing more. Let me know what you think and I can set one up for the next story. Also let me know if you have any tips on what platforms are best for online tipping. Thanks!

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