mandy perez.

[xander simply nodded, eyes focused as he watched her start to dance for him.]

gladly.

give it a kiss

[he closes the door behind them, locking it to make sure they didn’t get any unwanted guests. he then takes a seat in a random chair, keeping his eyes locked on her sinfully curvaceous form.]

where are my manners? the name’s xander.

[he’s following closely behind her, cock hardening within his jeans already. yeah, he couldn’t wait for this any longer. he had to make his move on her.]

[of course he is, look at her who wouldn’t? he gets up from his chair after finishing his drink, making his way over to where she is.]

[oh hello. he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up from her touch, teeth lightly sinking into his bottom lip.]

well? have you decided what you’re gonna do, amanda?

[oh. huh. looks like the boss had left already. well that was quick.]

[well, he’s gonna be waiting for her back at the bar, taking the occasional sip of his new drink. hopefully she gets back soon.]

[an eyebrow quirked up on his face from this moment. couldn’t she had just given it to him there on the main floor? he didn’t want her to have to leave her station just for him. unless she was going to give him more than just a lap dance?]

I mean right now, sweet cheeks.

i’m waiting on you then.

i got something you might like. that’s possible.

so……what do you say to coming around and giving me a little lap dance? while it’s not too busy, you know?

[his cock twitches inside his jeans, and now he’s reaching into his back pocket to bring his wallet out. he sets a few hundreds down on the bar.]

here’s for my tab. the uhhh. the rest is for you, sweetheart.

[still eying her up, not realising he’s licking his lips a little bit when her back is turned to him.]

yeah, i guess you’re right. can i get another of my usual?

[a little smirk now dressed his lips as he finished his drink, setting the glass off to the side.]

what made you want to be a bartender in the first place?

when did you start bartending?

[he’s turning back to face her, eyes flicking up and down her curvaceous frame.]

i suppose. when you’re that young you’re normally not thinking about your body in that way. or at least you’re not supposed to be.

[now he’s turning around in his chair, looking over at her co-workers.]

did you imagine yourself working here when you were a little girl?

jesus, has it really? you oughta be owner of this place by now or something.

[he let out a chuckle, taking another sip of his drink while eyeing her up.]

how long have you been working here? it feels like i’ve known you since the day you started.

has it really? sounds like i need to come around more often.

[taking a sip of his alcohol before looking back to her.]

not dancing tonight?

[the man down at the end of the bar raised his glass upon seeing her, a wide smile now slithering across his lips.]

well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. how long has it been since i last saw you, amanda?

perfect, i’ll leave you to it then. text me if you need anything.

[and she’s off, leaving “mandy” all by her lonesome behind the bar. well, aside from the guy all the way down at the end by the circular stages.]

[considering how natural that blowjob came to her that morning, the same could probably be said for this, right? her boss just looks at her, flicking an eyebrow up on her face.]

[a hug is given to her, the slightly older woman casually groping mandy’s ass at the same time. she then pulls back.]

you shouldn’t have to get on stage tonight, just bartending since you’re covering for genny. think you can handle it?

[her boss spies her from behind the bar at the back of the building, a big toothy smile on her face now as she comes out to greet her.]

thank god you were able to come in, i dunno what i’d do if you weren’t.

[now that she’s some more time to adjust to the new body, how is she feeling? how are those heels working out for her? is she having trouble walking around in them or do they feel more natural to her?]