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Bartending: Halloween [M24/F22] A strange “end of the night” visitor. Did I just agree to something? [MF] [Halloween][Con][OC][Fantay][Oral]

I’ve bartended for 10 years at various bars. Being a bartender, you flirt with everyone that enters the place to make tips. Sometimes things get wild.

It was a Monday night, normally my day off. But it was Halloween. I have no children and the other bartenders all have young kids. I offered to cover the shift so they could take them tricker-treating. I was exhausted from a partying weekend but I figured I owed it to them.

The night was semi busy but everyone was leaving early since it was a weekday. A couple of people came in dressed in costumes but other than that it was not a busy night. In fact, after 1115 not a customer came in. I was starting to fall asleep on my feet. I decided to lock the doors and start cleaning the bar so I could head home and sleep. Sweeping, mopping, and cleaning really dragged and I could feel my body drained. I sat with a cold Yuengling while I waited for the floor to dry before stocking the coolers. I drank the beer and then looked in the coolers made a list of my needs and went to the walk-in. After walking out with the cart full of beer, I was shocked to see someone sitting at the bar. I swear I locked the doors. Read more »

Bartending : Halloween MF

I’ve bartended for 10 years at various bars. Being a bartender, you flirt with everyone that enters the place to make tips. Sometimes things get wild.

It was a Monday night, normally my day off. But it was Halloween. I have no children and the other bartenders all have young kids. I offered to cover the shift so they could take them tricker treating. I was exhausted from a partying weekend but I figured I owed it to them.

The night was semi busy but everyone was leaving early since it was a weekday. A couple of people came in dressed in costumes but other than that it was not a busy night. In fact after 1115 not a customer came in. I was starting to fall asleep on my feet. I decided to lock the doors and start cleaning the bar so I could head home and sleep. Sweeping, mopping, cleaning really dragged and I could feel my body drained. I sat with a cold Yuengling while I waited for the floor to dry before stocking the coolers. I drank the beer and then looked in the coolers made a list of my needs and went to the walk in. After walking out with the cart full of beer, I was shocked to see someone sitting at the bar. I swear I locked the doors. Read more »

Bartending: The competition with benefits [MF]

I bartended for 10 years at various bars. Being a bartender, you flirt with everyone that enters the place to make tips. Sometimes things get wild. The story is true. Specific conversations is often artistic license when I can’t remember, but the events happened….

One of my regulars mentioned a new bartender at a bar down the road. He was talking about her being cute. Another guy mentioned she was young. Then another talked about her bubbly personality. I made a comment that she was new and with customers like you guys the bubbling personality would go away soon. I joked that just because I was a guy and not new I didn’t appreciate them talking about another bartender in front of me. Almost felt like they were cheating on me. Everyone laughed and we traded jabs back and forth for a while. The evening turned to night and then crowd died off. I was cleaning up and figured since I hadn’t had a customer in half an hour I’d shut down. I decided to check out my competition and drove on down the road. Read more »

Bartending: Fake ID [MF]

Bartending: Fake ID
I bartended for 10 years at various bars. Being a bartender you flirt with everyone that enters the place to make tips. Sometimes things get wild. The story is true. Specific conversations is often artistic license when I can’t remember but the events happened….

The night wound down a while ago. Sometimes on a Wednesday we get a rush towards midnight, but tonight there wasn’t even a trickle. It was one AM and John my only customer for the last 30 minutes just settled his tab. As he walked out, I went and locked the doors. As I was locking the third door, a car with PA tags pulled up. There were 4 or so people inside but only one got out. Packaged goods. The girl that got out had short brown hair teased up. She was nineteen trying to look twenty-one. I told her we were just closing up and she said she just needed to grab a case of Yuengling. I held the door and looked at the car as she walked in. The light hit the driver just enough that I could see she looked young too. This would be interesting. The drinking age being 21, I was pretty sure how this would go. I was going to ID her before she entered but what the heck, I’ll play the game. Read more »

Bartendsing: Fake ID M/F

The night wound down a while ago. Sometimes on a Wednesday we get a rush towards midnight, but tonight there wasn’t even a trickle. It was one AM and John my only customer for the last 30 minutes just settled his tab. As he walked out, I went and locked the doors. As I was locking the third door, a car with PA tags pulled up. There were 4 or so people inside but only one got out. Packaged goods. The girl that got out had short brown hair teased up. She looked about nineteen trying to look twenty-one. I told her we were just closing up and she said she just needed to grab a case of Yuengling. I held the door and looked at the car as she walked in. The light hit the driver just enough that I could see she looked young too. This would be interesting. The drinking age being 21, I was pretty sure how this would go. I was going to ID her before she entered but what the heck, I’ll play the game. Read more »

Sint Maarten: The French waitress

My first story please provide feedback…

At 17 my parents took me to Sint Maarten for vacation. We were on vacation with another family that my father worked with. The other couple had a 16-year-old daughter, Karen, whom I had met a few times before. She was a prude and very spoiled. On the first night of the vacation, we went to restaurant for dinner that was at the harbor on the French side. Karen was very picky about the menu. I just started looking around ignoring her complaining. I noticed a waitress with long dark hair handling another table. Something about her accent was exhilarating to my ears. I had no clue what she was saying. She was around my age or a little older. Her blouse was tight and showed off her chest. I followed her as she walked back to the area where the other waitresses were standing. As she walked, I noticed her skirt was short and tight. Each step it seemed like it would pop up any minute. I was hoping she would drop something to have to bend over. My eyes traveled up her body I noticed one of her coworkers was talking to her and pointing at me. She looked at me coyly and I smiled, blushed. Caught looking. Her friend came over and took the order form the table. Read more »