Ask Yuli for a job

Yuli winks at you from behind the bar, and you saunter over.

"Hey there, how's life treating you?" She asks.

"I'm looking for work still, got anything I could do around here?"

She pauses to think a moment, then nods. "I could use a hand behind the bar, especially as the evening draws in crowds. I'll give you a share of the tips at the end of the night. You nod your head, and listen carefully as she explains your duties. It's not a terribly hard job; you waited tables before in college.

As the evening progresses, and the crowd grows drunker, you feel more than one hand copping a feel of your ass, or giving you a wink as you pass by with drinks. It excites you to have so many beautiful women flirting with you, even if you know most of them are envisioning you on your knees, taking their dicks.

At the end of the night, you help Yuli straighten the chairs and wipe down the bar.

"Thanks for you help, here's your cut for the night." She passes you a surprisingly hefty bag of coins.

"You can stay here for the night if you want, or you can come with me to my room, and we can finish what you started in the alley." She smirks at you as she says it, and you can see a bulge growing beneath her skirt.