What A Relief (Again)
As you may have read in my previous expoits, I tend to dabble in bar work from time to time.
Last few times I have been a relief manager, I did vow not to do it anymore!I
But in my heart I miss it....the naughty banter the smell of stale beer the thrust of the cask conditioned real ale pump between my glorious globes, the click clack of my steel stilettos on the hard floor, the pull of suspender elastic as I twist and bend behind the bar, the wandering hands as I clear a table and the tit shake as I wipe it with a damp cloth.
Yes it is still fact a lady with a large pair of knockers can still pull the punters in!
So when a dear old friend from the licensed trade pleaded with me, how could I say no!
With cases packed I arrived at the small country pub, Colin greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and a grope of my ass
" So lovely to see you come inside, here give me that big coat" he said in his warm Yorkshire tones.
" ooh leopard print blouse and black leather skirt with ff.stockings fuck me you got better with age like a fine brandy" he added hugging me close so my unfettered nipples pinged to erectness through the gossamer fabric. He went on to tell me that he was going off to hospital to have his gall bladder removed.
As he lifted the hinged bar flap, my heels were deafening on the granite flagstones. I stood behind the bar, how many years had it been. " You can smoke if you want when no one's about I do" he said passing me my handbag.
I took out my holder cigarettes and lighter. " well this is certainly a novelty" I replied lighting up.
" fuck I've missed you, your so damn horny" Colin remarked as I inhaled. He in the meantime was struggling to conceal a hard on in his pants!
"Still got the smoking fetish then" I said smiling. "Yeah but it's mainly those breasts under the spotlight can see the darker" outline of your aureolas" he spoke voice quivering. " you can have a wank if you want I don't mind" I replied.
"Would you erm....get them out" he asked. " This was hardly the training you promised on the phone" I said as my long varnished cuticles undid the buttons systematically until it was fully undone, " There that the view you want" I said releasing the twins. Holding my holder aloof as I blew a cloud of smoke towards him.
I gripped the handle of the pump running my palm slowly up and down its glossyness...
Colin began to wank " fuck yeah come and wrap your talons round this you dirty bitch " he said obviously excited!
"Well your awfully well endowed Colin look at this trick I can wrap my tits around the handle of the pump" I tartily replied,
Squeezing my globes together " Ah fuck gonna cum" Colin exclaimed as thick creamy spunk shot from his cock.
My attention was interrupted by a knocking on the big heavy door " someone's at the door Colin" I shrieked frantically doing up my blouse. " no worries it's either my lift to hospital or the farm hands " said Colin wiping the spunk off the floor.
It was his lift, he picked up his bag and was gone!
I breathed deeply ah the smell of fags and beer, Chanel no.5 and a hint of pussy juice!
Ooh I was horny, best take these wet knickers off!
I just stepped out of them when the pub door flew back and three burly farm workers entered the bar.
" Hello I'm Nikki I'm the new relief manager until Colin gets back, what can I get you Gents" I purred.
They looked me up and down an eerie silence took hold
" three pints of orchard pig please " said the blonde one, I could feel the intensity of their states as with every pull of the pump my breasts jiggled in my blouse, the other thing that happened was a tiny droplet of pussy juice dropped onto my inner thigh and was halted by my stocking top.
There were hushed whispers " look at those fucking tits" said the ginger haired one..
I told them the price, the blonde one paid and all three went over to the window seat to gossip about me no doubt!
It never ceases to amaze me that men that work with noisy machinery don't whisper very well
There was I pretending to read the guidance notes Colin had left me, but I was eaves dropping on the conversation...
"She's defo wearing stockings" said the dark haired one" I'm just dreaming what I could do with them tits " said the ginger one
"She's got such a cocksuckers face" said the blonde one, my elegant hand went down to rest on my upper thigh, a little demon in my head said" go on touch your foo foo" my hand moved over and up under the hem of my leather a line skirt
"She's not wearing a bra" said the ginger one, " She's got a pierced tongue" said the dark haired one, "she smells so lovely,one of us has got to fuck her "said the blonde one. Two fingers inside my quimberley is not the most professional stance, but there's something kinky about masturbating whilst overhearing what three virile young men are wishing to do to your body!
I decided to get the damp cloth out time for some table cleaning, walking over to them a forced silence came over them. " needs a bit of a wipe over awfully messy you country lads"I leaned over the table aware that the two on the far side would get jiggly tits close up whilst blonde one would get view up split back of leather skirt...stocking tops and maybe more! " the ginger one spoke"Colin said you were a bit of a goer! " "the dark haired one interrupted " he means liberal like letting us smoke in the pub"... "Its been banned in public places" I replied, quite aware the lads in front were gazing at my bouncing tits as I made small circles with the damp cloth " oh go on over by the back door then" pleaded the blonde one, his hand touching the back of my stockinged leg and rubbing, " hey hands off, I suppose if we have the door open we could all have one over there" I said feeling happy with my compromise.
The trouble was it was quite narrow by the back door the bar sort of ended at the frame of the door, the lads all lit up little cigars and I went for a menthol ciggy in a holder, it was very cosy and elbows and hands were brushing against my boobs and bottom.
"They stockings your wearing" asked the ginger one " yes" I was inhaling and talking " you don't have a bra on do you? " said the dark haired one feeling my left boob, " and guys behind the bar is a pair of knickers" said the blonde one. " your crowding me guys" I said suddenly feeling intimidated, a hand went up the back of my skirt " no commando" said the dark haired one, the ginger one flicked another button open on my blouse, " suck really hard on the tip of that holder dontcha" said the blonde one. " what exactly are you meaning" I said abruptly. " Is that why you got your tongue pierced? " said the ginger one.
"So you can pleasure big hard dicks" said the blonde one " I don't like the tone of this conversation anymore let me pass" I said. I felt the hands snake round the smallest yank of my blouse fabric released the last two buttons suddenly I was topless being pushed down as the long zip on the back of my leather skirt was undone, " stop it" I shouted.
I still had my cigarette holder in my hand as I realised all I was wearing now was stockings suspenders and stilettos" come on Aunty Nixxx show us how good you are at sucking cock" said the ginger one as I was being fingered from behind " Colin did say it would be like having our own Lady Sonia" said the blonde one thrusting his cock in my mouth
Gluck Gluck gluck, then to the next one Gluck Gluck Gluck and the next gluck gluck, when was a lady to take a breath- I got a breath a sharp intake of breath as I was lowered onto the blonde ones cock, it suddenly sprung to mind if was nearly lunchtime and anyone could open the door to find their new landlady being unchanged " guys your gonna have to cum quickly I have got to sort out the fuck oh yes faster ooh right up my ass too, specials menu out... " yes of course I will swallow don't need any more spunk on the floor!
Last few times I have been a relief manager, I did vow not to do it anymore!I
But in my heart I miss it....the naughty banter the smell of stale beer the thrust of the cask conditioned real ale pump between my glorious globes, the click clack of my steel stilettos on the hard floor, the pull of suspender elastic as I twist and bend behind the bar, the wandering hands as I clear a table and the tit shake as I wipe it with a damp cloth.
Yes it is still fact a lady with a large pair of knockers can still pull the punters in!
So when a dear old friend from the licensed trade pleaded with me, how could I say no!
With cases packed I arrived at the small country pub, Colin greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and a grope of my ass
" So lovely to see you come inside, here give me that big coat" he said in his warm Yorkshire tones.
" ooh leopard print blouse and black leather skirt with ff.stockings fuck me you got better with age like a fine brandy" he added hugging me close so my unfettered nipples pinged to erectness through the gossamer fabric. He went on to tell me that he was going off to hospital to have his gall bladder removed.
As he lifted the hinged bar flap, my heels were deafening on the granite flagstones. I stood behind the bar, how many years had it been. " You can smoke if you want when no one's about I do" he said passing me my handbag.
I took out my holder cigarettes and lighter. " well this is certainly a novelty" I replied lighting up.
" fuck I've missed you, your so damn horny" Colin remarked as I inhaled. He in the meantime was struggling to conceal a hard on in his pants!
"Still got the smoking fetish then" I said smiling. "Yeah but it's mainly those breasts under the spotlight can see the darker" outline of your aureolas" he spoke voice quivering. " you can have a wank if you want I don't mind" I replied.
"Would you erm....get them out" he asked. " This was hardly the training you promised on the phone" I said as my long varnished cuticles undid the buttons systematically until it was fully undone, " There that the view you want" I said releasing the twins. Holding my holder aloof as I blew a cloud of smoke towards him.
I gripped the handle of the pump running my palm slowly up and down its glossyness...
Colin began to wank " fuck yeah come and wrap your talons round this you dirty bitch " he said obviously excited!
"Well your awfully well endowed Colin look at this trick I can wrap my tits around the handle of the pump" I tartily replied,
Squeezing my globes together " Ah fuck gonna cum" Colin exclaimed as thick creamy spunk shot from his cock.
My attention was interrupted by a knocking on the big heavy door " someone's at the door Colin" I shrieked frantically doing up my blouse. " no worries it's either my lift to hospital or the farm hands " said Colin wiping the spunk off the floor.
It was his lift, he picked up his bag and was gone!
I breathed deeply ah the smell of fags and beer, Chanel no.5 and a hint of pussy juice!
Ooh I was horny, best take these wet knickers off!
I just stepped out of them when the pub door flew back and three burly farm workers entered the bar.
" Hello I'm Nikki I'm the new relief manager until Colin gets back, what can I get you Gents" I purred.
They looked me up and down an eerie silence took hold
" three pints of orchard pig please " said the blonde one, I could feel the intensity of their states as with every pull of the pump my breasts jiggled in my blouse, the other thing that happened was a tiny droplet of pussy juice dropped onto my inner thigh and was halted by my stocking top.
There were hushed whispers " look at those fucking tits" said the ginger haired one..
I told them the price, the blonde one paid and all three went over to the window seat to gossip about me no doubt!
It never ceases to amaze me that men that work with noisy machinery don't whisper very well
There was I pretending to read the guidance notes Colin had left me, but I was eaves dropping on the conversation...
"She's defo wearing stockings" said the dark haired one" I'm just dreaming what I could do with them tits " said the ginger one
"She's got such a cocksuckers face" said the blonde one, my elegant hand went down to rest on my upper thigh, a little demon in my head said" go on touch your foo foo" my hand moved over and up under the hem of my leather a line skirt
"She's not wearing a bra" said the ginger one, " She's got a pierced tongue" said the dark haired one, "she smells so lovely,one of us has got to fuck her "said the blonde one. Two fingers inside my quimberley is not the most professional stance, but there's something kinky about masturbating whilst overhearing what three virile young men are wishing to do to your body!
I decided to get the damp cloth out time for some table cleaning, walking over to them a forced silence came over them. " needs a bit of a wipe over awfully messy you country lads"I leaned over the table aware that the two on the far side would get jiggly tits close up whilst blonde one would get view up split back of leather skirt...stocking tops and maybe more! " the ginger one spoke"Colin said you were a bit of a goer! " "the dark haired one interrupted " he means liberal like letting us smoke in the pub"... "Its been banned in public places" I replied, quite aware the lads in front were gazing at my bouncing tits as I made small circles with the damp cloth " oh go on over by the back door then" pleaded the blonde one, his hand touching the back of my stockinged leg and rubbing, " hey hands off, I suppose if we have the door open we could all have one over there" I said feeling happy with my compromise.
The trouble was it was quite narrow by the back door the bar sort of ended at the frame of the door, the lads all lit up little cigars and I went for a menthol ciggy in a holder, it was very cosy and elbows and hands were brushing against my boobs and bottom.
"They stockings your wearing" asked the ginger one " yes" I was inhaling and talking " you don't have a bra on do you? " said the dark haired one feeling my left boob, " and guys behind the bar is a pair of knickers" said the blonde one. " your crowding me guys" I said suddenly feeling intimidated, a hand went up the back of my skirt " no commando" said the dark haired one, the ginger one flicked another button open on my blouse, " suck really hard on the tip of that holder dontcha" said the blonde one. " what exactly are you meaning" I said abruptly. " Is that why you got your tongue pierced? " said the ginger one.
"So you can pleasure big hard dicks" said the blonde one " I don't like the tone of this conversation anymore let me pass" I said. I felt the hands snake round the smallest yank of my blouse fabric released the last two buttons suddenly I was topless being pushed down as the long zip on the back of my leather skirt was undone, " stop it" I shouted.
I still had my cigarette holder in my hand as I realised all I was wearing now was stockings suspenders and stilettos" come on Aunty Nixxx show us how good you are at sucking cock" said the ginger one as I was being fingered from behind " Colin did say it would be like having our own Lady Sonia" said the blonde one thrusting his cock in my mouth
Gluck Gluck gluck, then to the next one Gluck Gluck Gluck and the next gluck gluck, when was a lady to take a breath- I got a breath a sharp intake of breath as I was lowered onto the blonde ones cock, it suddenly sprung to mind if was nearly lunchtime and anyone could open the door to find their new landlady being unchanged " guys your gonna have to cum quickly I have got to sort out the fuck oh yes faster ooh right up my ass too, specials menu out... " yes of course I will swallow don't need any more spunk on the floor!
7 years ago