Stringing the bartender along

“I was only half joking, by the way.” Vi remarks, glaring at Erik from the couch.

“Hmm?” He asks from the kitchenette.

“I’m a bit peeved you got laid twice in one day.” She says, referring to Heidi not but two days ago.

Erik grins, flexing his bicep. “Fish fear me. Ladies love me.”

“That genuienly might've been the worst thing you've ever said to me ” She laughs, shaking her head. “I’m surprised she did, though, considering her man Logan.”

Erik chuckles, crossing the room and sitting down next to her. “According to her, she’s still single, but she says she’ll end it when the time comes.”

“We’ll see.” She teases, reaching down to pull her black and white non-slip shoes on.

Erik watches her. “Is it me or does it feel like it’s been a while since you last worked a shift?”

Vi chuckles. “I guess. I’ve been rejecting a lot of shifts to be fair.”

“Why?”

“I don’t need the money. And being a waitress at that place is hot garbage.” She shivers with disgust. “The kitchen and alcohol smell I have to scrub off every night makes me want to jump off the top of the dorm building.”

Erik smirks and laughs. “Messing with Tim not giving you enough entertainment?”

Vi rolls her eyes, “Well. Yes. Duh. But I hate going in, I’m not convinced that it’s worth it.”

“He on shift tonight?”

She nods. “Yep.” She looks at him. “I’m not sure how much more I can hold back on taking the next step.” She sneers. “It’s kinda hot to see him so thirsty for me.”

Erik nods in agreement, putting an arm around her and rubbing her shoulder. “Agreed. He’s SO horny for you. Seeing this egotistical dude get humbled is kinda fun.”

“Exactly!” She sighs. “Still though, if I’m going to keep working there, I’m gonna let him push it a bit more.”

“Good.” Erik responds, reaching down to caress her thigh. “I reckon you should blue ball him. Dangle sex in front of him.”

She looks at Erik with hooded eyes. “Yeah? Make him think he’s gonna get the chance? But never get close?” Her denim-clad legs start to part. “Give him my mouth, my hands, my tits.” She grabs her breasts, the black polo crinkling. “But never my, tight, wet pussy?” She leans back, biting her lip hungrily.

Erik is already moving, kneeling on the ground, he unzips her jeans. “Draw it out, babe. Make him desperate for you, but don't give him the final prize.” He says, pulling the denim down, exposing her thighs as she wiggles her hips to help.

She sinks into the couch, opening her legs as Erik kisses the inside of her thighs. “Are you getting me wet for him? Is that your plan you dirty sadistic boy?”

Erik growls, sucking on the sensitive soft flesh on her groin, Vi throwing her head back in excitement. “Nah. You’re wet for me.”

She shudders, grabbing the top of his head and pulling his nose into her wet slit. “Always daddy.”

She yelps as Erik’s tongue runs up and down her pussy, flicking at her clit at the top, his tongue moving in zigzags, his hands heavy on her hips, preventing her from moving — only adding to her pleasure. “God, you’re so good with your tongue!”

He grunts and chuckles from between her legs, gripping her thighs, moving his head hungrily. “Fucking. Soaked.” He grunts, looking up at Vi, her head thrown back on the couch, eyes clenched shut.

“Ohhh fuck Erik! Don’t stop! I’m going to be late, but who cares!” She giggles, one hand roughly holding onto his hair, the other now clutching a couch pillow.

“You’re going to work this shift soaked, babe.” He groans, slipping two fingers easily inside her.

“I’m gonna-“ She lets out an elongated moan as her hips quiver, managing to push her hips up despite Erik’s hands on her.

She pants heavily as Erik sits up next to her, her eyes closed. She reaches out and cuddles into his arm.

“You have a shift to get to, babe.” Erik says teasingly.

She opens her eyes, her pupils hazy with arousal. “What about you?”

“I think Heidi is on the desk today.” He says, winking as she rolls her eyes.

Erik helps her stand up. “When you come back after your shift.” He whispers into her ear. “I’ll take what’s mine.”

Vi feels a fresh wave of arousal push through her abdomen.

“Well, well, well,” Tim says, putting his elbows on the bar. “If it isn’t the hottest waitress here.”

Vi gives him a playful challenging look. “Well, that much I already know.”

Tim snorts, standing up straight. “I like a confident woman.”

She shrugs. “Me too.”

“We should find a confident girl to join us then,” Tim says, grinning at Vi as she folds her arms under her breasts.

“Join us in what?” She asks, narrowing her eyes, her thighs rubbing together, the memory and evidence of Erik’s earlier meal still affecting her.

Tim’s lip twitches. “You know.”

“Nope.” She tilts her head. “I’m just an innocent waitress. Say it.”

“NSFW.” He smirks, losing a sliver of his bravado.

Vi rolls her eyes and walks away, doing some of her actual job.

Vi walks into the break room, yawning and stretching her arms above her head. She grabs the small cup noodles from her locker and pours some hot water into it. Crossing her arms she stands at the small bench along the wall, waiting for her meal to cook.

The sound of footsteps around the corner, she smirks to herself as Tim turns the corner, looking up from his phone he smirks. Walking up behind her, he gets real close, the warmth of his breath on her ear. “Alone in a room.” He chuckles, his hands finding her hips.

Vi shivers. Not because of Tim, but because she’s honestly still horny from Erik. “Sure are.” She replies, arching her back.

Tim takes the invitation, pressing himself against her, his erect cock pressing against her jeans already.

To her surprise, he pulls back. “Come to the bar when you’re back out. It’s getting quiet. Ever had an orgasm at a bar?” he winks as he leaves.

She turns and watches him in confusion. “I didn’t see that coming… he can't be serious?" She mutters. Though, intrigued by how bold this man will be,

Eventually, she gets out back on the floor, she heads to the bar and follows Tim as he nods to come around to his side of the bar.

“What is -“ But she gets cut off, Tim presses into her again, guiding her close to the bar, his hands finding wraps around her hip and wastes no time sneaking below her belt.

“Tim!” She whispers, not moving to actually stop him, she is horny after all, but this is risky even for her.

She has to hold back her moan as his rough fingers find her slick, swollen clitoris, rubbing circles around her. “Tim… The cameras.” She moans softly.

“Relax. Keep talking, the blind spot is right here.” He chuckles, moving his fingers away and curling into her.

She shakes her head, grabbing his wrist. “Hmm. No. The clit.”

“As you say, babe.” He growls, going back to rubbing her swollen button.

“This is so risky…” She says softly, reaching out to grab the bar, the other hand grabbing a random glass, trying to look like she’s working over here, while the bar man grinds his erection into her ass.

“Yet, you’re soaked.” He replies, his other hand taking the chance to grab her hip, pulling her tight against him.

“Haaah.” She lets out a breathy moan. She’s been horny all shift, she’s kind of embarrassed to already be on the edge.

‘Fucking Erik. Got me all riled up.’

“Tim, cover my mouth.” She says, the words tumbling out of her mouth.

Tim quickly looks around before putting his palm over her lips. She moans and squeezes her thighs together, orgasming for the second time, by two different men.

Once she stops shaking, Tim lets go of her, looking around again. Vi has to hold herself up with her hands, letting out a shaky breath.

Tim spins her around, and grins at her. He puts his fingers on her lips.

“Fuck.” He says in awe, as she opens her mouth, sliding her tongue on the bottom of his fingers, wrapping her lips two knuckles down and slowly sucking backwards. She giggles.

“You’re such a bad boy.” She smirks.