I have a boring day job, but several evenings a week I tend bar. It’s nothing fancy, just a nice-ish neighborhood joint where no one asks for super fancy drinks. That’s good, because I barely know how to make any. I’m training but not trying that hard at it.
The reason I was hired despite not knowing anything about tending bar is because I’m pretty and don’t mind wearing a low-cut top that shows off my boobs. I have actually tested this: more modest tops = fewer tips, low cut tops = more tips. It really is that simple. Men are coin machines. (Women don’t tip as much but I love flirting with them too.)
**BORING BACKSTORY:** So I worked NYE, because obviously you can make great money. There were these guys in our bar having a party that night, and as I chatted with them, I found out that they were having a “divorce party” for one of their friends. I guess his divorce finally came through. He was cute, a little older (mid-30s), total dad bod type, really nice and kinda shy in that “I haven’t flirted with a girl in years” way. But they were all cool, funny and tipped well.
So I wound up counting down at midnight with a bunch of them. I’d had a drink or two myself by that point, and gave the divorced guy a kiss at midnight. A little after midnight, the guy over to the bar and I talked to him.
“So, when was the last time you kissed a girl who wasn’t your ex?”
He kinda shrugged. “It’s been a long time! You’re the first.”
I leaned over the side bar to talk with him, totally showing off my chest. I let him get a good look. “Was your ex good in bed?”
He totally didn’t know what to do, with my boobs displayed for him but trying not to look. “She was, uh, well… no, not really. Our sex life kinda sucked, actually.”
“So you’re probably really excited to get out to play the field again, huh?”
He laughed. “Yeah, I am! But all my game is gone, I don’t know how it’s done now.”
That’s when I got an ~~idea.~~ Tipsy Marissa makes… questionable decisions sometimes, mostly because alcohol makes her slutty. Oh well. I decided I would boost his confidence.
“Come here a sec.”
I reached over the bar and whispered to him to meet me in the back bathroom in 5 minutes. When he got back there, I was waiting. I pulled him in and locked the door behind him.
**OKAY HERE’S THE GOOD STUFF:** I pushed him against the shut door and dropped down to my knees. I gave him a little wink as I undid his zipper. He immediately got what was going on, and his cock was so hard it was a little tricky to ease it out of his pants. He was big, at least 6.5 inches, well trimmed, clean.
“You have a really nice cock, has anyone ever told you that?” I said, right before I licked it from the base all the way to the head. “I thought you could use a confidence boost.”
He barely said anything, just sorta grunted. I think he was just so shocked at what was happening. When I took him in my mouth and started sucking, he just moaned out loud. He was big enough that I could stroke his base with my whole hand as I bobbed over him. Eventually, I took his whole length in my mouth (I trained away my gag reflex) and swallowed around him – that’s a trick I learned.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he just kept repeating. I wasn’t sucking his cock more than two minutes before I could tell he was close.
“Give it to me, daddy,” I said, stroking his cock against my lips. “Please gimmie your cum, come on, baby…” I was totally porn star-ing it up. I love doing that.
Then, I took him in my mouth again just as he blew his load. I swallowed everything, of course. I’m a good girl with manners.
Afterwards, he told me his wife had stopped giving head after they were married and he hadn’t had a blowjob in almost a decade. He was just so grateful that it was super cute. I told him happy new year.
When they left, his best friend who’d thrown the party tipped me $500. I assume he’d told his friend. I’d probably do it again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rv4tl3/i_24f_gave_a_really_worldclass_blowjob_to_a_guy
Thank you for your service! Hope you can run into him again and introduce him into the single life
Not all angels wear halos. 😇 👏
Good ‘girl’. I’d be your ‘daddy’ anytime, but it’d unlikely tip as well.