2 comments/ 20162 views/ 12 favorites Closing the Bar By: bartender333 It was 1:45am and we still had a solid crowd for a Tuesday night. There were about 10 or so people up at the bar a few outside smoking cigarettes. Usually the wait staff was long gone by this point, having transferred any remaining tables to the bar's tab, and tonight seemed to be no exception. I hadn't seen any other staff members for a bit. I worked at a small, neighborhood bar, and it could easily be closed by one person, although it did get lonely cleaning and stocking until 4am by yourself. Most of our patrons at this time of night worked in the industry too, so the crowd was young, usually getting fucked up after their shift with a wad of cash to spend. The biggest appeal of bartending at a small place and closing down shop solo was not having to share tips with anyone after 11. That and most of the patrons were regulars from other restaurants and bars from the area and were great to serve. Looking around it was clear everybody knew each other; some a little too much. "Last call!" I yelled out to anyone who was paying attention. Our late night folks knew what was up, and most had finished ordering for the night and had closed their tabs. One girl, however, heard me and approached the bar. Cara. She was 23, an amateur model that lived up the street, and was one of a few people in the world that made me nervous just by looking at her. She was about 5'9", had auburn, curly hair and eyes that seemed to pierce through your skin. She had this Eastern European look about her, but her voice was smooth and southern. Everything she did was sexual, and she knew what she was doing. Asking for her tab was no different. She sauntered up to the bar, slightly leaning over to expose just the top of her perfect, 34D breasts. "Jack, can I please have one more Vodka Soda and I'll finish up?" She reached across the bar, touched my arm and pretended to readjust her bra. I knew what she was doing, and it fucking worked. Her hand lingered for a little to long on her breast and as I poured her drink I couldn't take my eyes off her hand, cupping herself as she stared at me. She was wearing a tight black tank top and too short jean shorts. I swear she had just made her nipples hard by rubbing her tits, because they were now clearly visible through her thin shirt. She licked her lips as I handed her the drink. "This last one's on me." I shouldn't condone this behavior, but who am I kidding... just looking at her made my dick hard, so fuck it. I stood there in a daze thinking about what she'd look like caressing herself without that shirt on, nipples hard while she licked her lips, when my back was cracked with a hand-towel. WACK "Daydreaming?" Eliza said with a knowing smirk. "Shit, I didn't know you were still here. I thought everyone had gone home for the night." "One table in the way back's been lingering and I had to clean it up. I'm just finishing up side work and then I'm coming up here for my shift drink. Make me something special, I need it after this shitty night." Eliza was one of our waitresses. She was younger than me, so I always thought of her as a younger sister, but could never help but notice her amazing attributes. She was about 5'5", with brown wavy hair. She had tight perky 34C breasts that always seemed pushed up. She was the type of waitress that really knew how to work a table full of guys. Touching their arms slightly, laughing at their jokes. Many men would come into our bar hoping she would be waiting on them. She was the wild one they couldn't get. Piercings and many tattoos, mostly hidden, but peaking out just enough that you knew she had a wild side to her. One of our work parties was at a pool and I got to see the whole canvas and couldn't help thinking how her entire back tattoo would look laid out in front of me while I held her hips, fucking her from behind. I shook out of my daze again to see Cara and Eliza talking. Did Eliza look nervous talking to her too? I swear Cara could turn anyone on, and girls were no exception. The thought raced through my head of the two hottest girls in the bar ripping each other's clothes off. Cara sucking on Eliza's tits while she reached down her shorts... People slowly started trickling out of the bar, Cara unfortunately left as well, and I started to clean up. Eliza finished wiping the tables and took a seat at the bar. "Did you make that drink yet?" I slid some concoction of liquor and juice down to her and poured myself a beer from the tap. "Cheers to a shitty night," Eliza said as she pounded her drink smiling. She set her drink down and slowly lifted off her black work shirt. I did not mind this part of my night. Eliza always complained about her work Tshirt, and I did not mind one bit. She usually wore a white, very tight spaghetti strap shirt underneath that did not leave much to anyone's imagination and tonight was no different. As I finished up my side work closing the bar in silence, my mind started to wonder again. "Did you see that Cara-girl's nipples tonight?" I almost spit my beer out. "Her nipples," Eliza said again, seeming to enjoy making me uncomfortable. "They were super hard. She's the only girl I've met that can turn me on. I think if I had the chance and no one would find out, I'd definitely hook up with her." Now she was just trying to tease me. And it was working. I felt my dick twitch as I walked around the bar to go fill the ice bucket up. I didn't say anything. I couldn't think of anything to say. My heart was beating quicker thinking, again, about Eliza spread across one of the tables with Cara in between her legs. The ice machine was all the way in the back of the kitchen and I lingered, waiting for my semi erection to calm. When I came out Eliza was behind the bar, pouring some shots. "I slipped some cash in the drawer, these are on me," she said smiling again. She started to walk from behind the bar as I walked back. These were tight quarters, only enough space for one person, so when we passed her thinly covered chest rubbed against me. I could feel the contour of each of her tits as she scooted by. I stopped breathing. Did she do that on purpose? Everyone is always flirting in the restaurant business, and there are tons of hookups, but never at our place. It always was different than the rampant sex that took place at the other bars on the street. I know the bar was tight, but she was close, and as she sat down the grin on her face seemed to say it all. "Cheers, again. Maybe the night is getting better," Eliza said and we both downed the shots. "Let me help clean back there, it will make it go faster and after, you can sit and actually enjoy a beer instead of getting out of here so late." She came back around the bar, set the shot glasses in the washer and started picking up bar mats. She was leaning over the bar, when I had to scoot by her again with a couple pitchers of water that needed to go back to the server's station. As I sidestepped by her, she inched her ass back and pressed herself against my crotch. My dick sprung to life, filling with pure lust. She turned her head around and smiled. "Fuck me," she whispered. Without regard to my surroundings, I dropped the pitchers where they were and pressed my rock hard dick into her, slowly reaching around her shirt. I filled each hand with her soft tits and started massaging them as I kissed the back of ears, moving down to her neck. Her breathing got heavier as she started grinding against me letting out soft moans every so often. Changing pace, I quickly spun her around, grabbing Eliza'a legs and lifting her from behind the bar and took her around to the front. I gently set her on the bar, eye level with her chest, and told her to take off her bra. She complied, quickly lifting her shirt off with it, slowly exposing one breast at a time as each slid loose from her clothes. I immediately took one in my mouth and started massaging the other and she moaned out in ecstasy. She started scooting herself closer to me, yearning for me to give her more attention and I could feel the heat radiating from her crotch and smell her excitement as a dampness formed in between her legs. I lifted her off the bar and spun her back around. I bent her over one of the tables nearby and ripped her pants down to reveal her black and white stripped underwear. Grabbing those with each thumb I slowly inched them off her round ass and watched them drop to the floor. I spread her legs apart revealing her pink, wet crotch peaking between her legs and slowly inserted myself into her awaiting pussy lips. She was steaming. She let out a gasp as I flexed my dick inside of her. My earlier fantasy was coming true as I fucked her from behind, admiring her entire back tattoo below me as I pumped in and out of her smooth pussy. Her head turned to the side, moaning with each thrust. I reached around and started massing her clit as I quickened the pace. The feeling of her juices covering all my fingers was almost enough to take me over the edge, but I needed to wait for her. I focused on touching her and making her cum as I fucked her on the table. I could feel my dick expanding her as each finger found a part of her to please; rubbing, ever so gently over her wet clit. Her breathing quickened and her moans got louder. She reached under her body, grabbing my hands, making me rub her harder and faster. She quickly let go, grabbing both sides of the table, arching her back as she let out a scream. "FUCK!! ME!!" I couldn't stop and I didn't stop until she grabbed my ass forcing me deep into her wet, dripping pussy. I waited until her orgasm was over and slowly removed my dick from within her. Still breathing hard, she got down on her knees using my shirt as knee pads and filled her mouth with my dick, still dripping with a combination of our juices and started to suck me. One hand moved up and down my shaft as the other caressed my balls, drawing my closer to an orgasm each second. With a loud moan, I came into her awaiting mouth. Without hesitation, she swallowed after each spurt hit her throat. She kept bobbing her head up and down until I couldn't take it anymore, slowly removing her grip from my still hard dick. She slowly got up, told me to sit down and went and got my beer. She chugged half of it, thirsty from what we just did and handed the rest to me. "We'll have to close the bar down again soon," she said, still naked, red and dripping our sex. Closing the Bar Ch. 02 This is the second chapter to 'Closing the Bar' although it can be read alone. Please feel free to send feedback on storyline and characters as I'd love to hear your comments. *********** Tuesday night seemed like a world away. Would things be weird between Eliza and I if she's working tonight? The flirting had been going on for weeks; her brushing her chest against me in close quarters, bending over as much as she could when she knew I was watching her clean tables, and brushing off her chest making them bounce in all directions when she caught my eye. But now that we'd fucked earlier this week, I wondered if work would be different... I could still vividly hear her moaning in my head and couldn't stop picturing my dick spreading her wet lips apart as I entered her from behind. My dick got hard as I sat at a red light on my way into work as I thought about what happened two nights ago. It was 4:30 on Thursday and I was approaching work for my shift that night. I walked in the front door and headed to the bar to log in to the system. It was quiet, as it always is during shift changes, so I quickly logged in and headed to the back for some bar towels and to check the schedule to see who was working tonight... There was her name, Eliza, coming in at 7. The closing shift. My mind raced as the memory of her large tattoo covering her back lay before me as I held onto her hips, thrusting deeper into her hot wetness. I guess we'll find out how our situation stands tonight. I was hoping for the best. I continued back to the shed, thinking about Eliza's 34C tits in my hands, when Andrea popped out of the office. "What up boss," I said smiling, thinking she looked hot tonight. Andrea, or Andy, was one of the managers and owner of the bar. We had a good relationship, always joking around, sometimes flirting. She always joked and flirted back, but mainly keeping it light. About 5'5", Andy had light brown curly hair and a fantastic body. Her voluptuous tits, bigger than a handful, always were pushed up, peaking out of her shirt and she had a great ass. She usually wore a mix between flowy dresses and jeans depending on what role she was playing at the bar that day. She was a lot of fun to, which made her a good boss and really, made her that much sexier. Today she looked hot as usual, with a tight, green tank top and a brown floor length flowy skirt. She almost gave off a hippy vibe, but no matter what, always drew the guys to the bar when she worked because of her sex appeal. "You look good tonight," she responded, "actually kind of cute. Are you dressing up for Ms. Johnson again?" Ms. Johnson was a 40-something year old woman who sometimes came into the bar by herself on nights when I was working, and the wait staff constantly joked that I flirted with her. Who wouldn't? She had a great body, not even for her age, and always tipped really well. She always had a confidence about her, too, that made her even sexier. It also didn't hurt that one night after drinking one too many glasses of wine she went to the bathroom, leaving her phone on the bar unlocked and facing my direction. To check and make sure it was in fact hers, I pulled it closer and noticed she had left a picture on the screen of herself, naked, posing in front of her bathroom mirror. She had nice, perky tits and really toned body. One hand was holding her phone taking the picture, and one hand was creeping down her hips where, with her legs spread, I could make out the silhouette of her pussy lips. When she came back from the bathroom, she winked while picking up her phone, finished her drink and walked out for the night into her cab. Since then, of course I paid her some attention. "You'd flirt with her too if you'd seen that picture I told you about," I joked back to her. "Maybe I have," she whispered as she disappeared back into the office. Now that's an interesting thought. My mind wandered to Ms. Johnson coming in one night when I was off, flirting with Andy instead of me. I wonder if Andy was into girls at all... The night started and we had the usual dinner rush. Eliza showed up right on time for her shift, but since it was in the middle of the rush, I didn't really see her until she came up to the bar to pick up drinks for her first table. She was wearing her usual work shirt, but instead of the standard 'uniform' jeans she had on a short, white skirt that barely covered her ass. My dick twitched as I saw how sexy she looked. "Is Andy cool with you wearing that?" I asked, smiling at her and trying not to stare. "I told her I spilled something on my jeans on the way over, and this was the only thing in my car." She smiled back, winking, as she picked up the two beers she rang in. "And I've got another surprise for you too, but you'll have to wait and see." Shit, that skirt was surprise enough. It was lacy and frilly like a school-girl's and barely covered what it needed to. I tried to discreetly catch any kind of glimpse of her ass as she walked away, but didn't have any luck. I guess the answer to my question was clear. Neither of us were uncomfortable with our previous night's activities and clearly the teasing had been upped a notch. I was suddenly glad it was jeans I was wearing and not something looser. As the dinner rush dwindled, there was a nice lull in the night and Andy came to sit up at the bar. The was telling me about a couple new beers she was going to purchase for the bar, tasting them one by one while I stole glances at her perky tits concealed tightly in her green top; cleavage poking out of the top... "Shit!" Andy proclaimed knocking me out of my gaze. "I completely forgot about the tapes." I raised my eyebrow, clearly showing I had little idea what she was talking about. She got the hint and continued. "I got a call last week from the neighboring bar owner who said he caught some guy looking into their windows late at night when he was reviewing one of their security cameras. He was jiggling each door, obviously trying to find a way in. I got nervous so I installed a few cameras around the bar and I wanted to see if he was looking in here as well." My heart sunk. Did she say cameras?? "When did you install them?" I asked trying to stay calm. "Last Sunday," she said pointing to a camera behind me. "Two in here, and two outside. And I meant to check them tonight to see if I could see that guy stopping by. Beer tasting's been fun," she smirked, "but I have to get back to the office for a bit. It'll probably take the rest of the night, but come get me if you need anything." She walked to the back as I slowly started to freak out. I immediately scanned the bar for Eliza. I had to tell her. I called her over and told her what Andy was doing, and immediately she got as nervous as I was. "What if she fires me? What if she calls the police? Is it illegal to fuck in a bar?" "Listen," I said trying to hide my own nerves about the situation, "I doubt she'd call the police, and I'll take full responsibility of this if it comes down to it. I know I can pull another job across town and I'm sure they can take you on as well. Plus, she said she was searching for someone on the outside, so she may not even scan the ones filming inside. Let's just not freak out and we'll see if anything comes of it. See if you can catch a glace in the office from time to time to see if you can tell what she's looking at. Deal?" "Deal." The night crept along. All I could think about was the outcome of Andy finding that recording of Eliza and I fucking on one of the dining room tables. I snapped out of my thoughts, though, when Eliza came bounding up to the bar with a huge grin on her face at around Midnight; her skirt flapping up and down as she came. The last 3 times Eliza has snuck a peak at Andy in the office she was still reviewing the tapes with little expression on her face. Hopefully this cheerfulness meant Andy was done reviewing the footage and snuck out the back to go home. I just wanted this night to be over. "You won't believe what's going on in the office!" By the tone of her voice, I assumed it wasn't bad, but what on earth could have made her this happy? "Andy found the footage..." she said obviously holding something back, "and well, I think she doesn't mind... Just come with me." I was clearly confused, but followed Eliza back to the door of the office, not concerned about the bar as it was a very slow night. As we got closer I saw that the office door was slightly cracked open. Eliza grabbed my hand and led me on, putting her finger up to her lips telling me to be quiet. What could possibly be going on... As I peaked through the slit in the door, I heard a soft moan coming from within. I could see Andy's back to the door as she sat in her office chair and saw that she had her right leg propped up on the desk; her head tilting back and forth. I glanced up at the screen and my heart dropped: I saw Eliza and me from a couple nights ago. Eliza was sitting on the bar as I was sucking her exposed, beautiful tit. She was leaning back with the look of pure pleasure on her face as I moved from one breast to the other. I snapped my attention back to Andy and saw her massaging her left breast from beneath her shirt while she hiked up her long flowing skirt with her other hand. Was she touching herself? On the screen I was hoisting Eliza from the bar and bending her over one of the dining room tables, pulling her panties down her legs about to enter her from behind. Andy let out a soft moan, clearly enjoying the free movie in front of her. Her hand came out from under her skirt as she stuck it in her mouth, quickly returning it from where it came. I could hear Eliza's breath get shorter in my ear as she watched Andy from over my shoulder. I felt her grab my hand to bring it around my back, bringing it closer to her body. Her breath still close to my ear, she guided my hand to her skirt. I immediately felt a warmth from under it as I got closer. Curling my fingers with hers, she lead me straight to her dripping wet pussy. "Surprise," she breathed into my ear. She obviously hadn't been wearing underwear all night, and as my hand cupped her mound, I slipped a finger in her awaiting pussy easily; both of us still eyeing Andy touch herself from through the door. She was dripping wet and my fingers became covered in her juices instantly. I switched back and forth from toying with her clit to slipping a finger into her soft, awaiting pussy. She wrapped her arm around me and held me tight as I got her off; her breathing getting heavier. We couldn't do this here. Andy was a couple feet away, and I know just how loud Eliza could get. Without removing my hand from beneath her skirt I lead her out into the dining room, peaking through the curtain to make sure everyone was in fact gone. With my finger still curled into her slit, we walked back into the bar guiding her as my finger pressed against the front wall of inside her. I turned around and brought her close, kissing down her neck and toying with her clit. She moaned into my shoulder as I moved my lips and tongue up to her ear. With both of her hands she started unbuckling my belt... As soon as she slid my jeans down, I kicked them off and hoisted her up. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I started sucking her breasts through her shirt. "I want you inside me," she moaned softly as I sucked her. Removing one hand from around my neck she grabbed my dick and slowly lowered herself on to me, easily guiding me into her steaming lips. Standing in the middle of the room, with her legs wrapped around me, I fucked her; lifting her slowly up and down off my dick. After a few minutes of pure pleasure, I set Eliza down on a table, still deep inside her. I slowly removed her shirt over her head and she unclasped her bra. Her soft breasts fell out and she laid back on the surface. I started moving in and out of her slow at first, steadily moving my hips back and forth, focusing my gaze on our wetness where it met. It was so hot watching my dick slowly penetrate her pink lips, as Eliza let out soft moans enjoying the feeling of her creamy breasts in her own hands. My pace quickened and Eliza moved a hand down to her clit. Rubbing side to side and my thrusting quickened. Her moans matched mine as I started to climax; our breathing matching as we started to cum. I saw her body tense up as her legs wrapped, again, around my waist. She pulled me close with her ankles as I unloaded deep into her, twitching as my orgasm subsided with hers. As her breathing slowed, I slowly pulled out of her feeling every inch of inside her; our juices dripping down my shaft and out her slit. I reached down and handed Eliza her bra, catching a glimpse at her tag. '34d?' I guess I was wrong... ******* Andy's breathing slowed as her orgasm subsided. 'I can't believe I just saw that,' she thought as she removed her fingers from her dripping pussy, 'and I can't believe how turned on I was. Did I have the sound on?? I swear I heard moans..." She quickly closed the footage from the other night, showing the tab she had pulled up prior; next weeks schedule. She spent a couple minutes rearranging the schedule, making sure a few of the employees lined up to close a few more nights than usual... Closing the Bar Ch. 03 ********* Andy sat in her office quickly scanning through security footage. Every once and a while, an employee would peek their head in asking questions about the menu or whether or not a coupon could be used. She jumped each time someone opened the door, but honestly, there hadn't been much to jump about the past few days- footage wise. She made sure to schedule Jack and Eliza together on as many closing shifts as possible, but it seemed that fate, and other events, had made their recent shifts fairly PG-13, and her anticipating wetness was left unsatisfied for the 3rd day in a row. Her feet were up the chair, knees up as her long flowy skirt draped open. Her left hand reaching around her ass to feel her wetness, pushing her fingers under her panties, as her other hand played with the mouse. She scrolled through more and more hours of digital footage, hoping to find what she had witnessed before - Jack and Eliza absolutely going to town on each other until they couldn't help it any more. There was a quick tap on the door. Andy quickly pulled her hand out from under her dress. "Hey boss, do you have a minute?" It was Eliza. Did she have a knowing look on her face, or was Andy imagining things? Regardless, she looked great tonight, and seeing her face made Andy's panties a little wetter. Eliza eyes were piercing as she looked in on Andy and she bit down on the bottom of her lip as she half smiled. "Hey, I wanted to talk to you about the recent Monday bar shift opening up," she inquired. "Alex just told me she wasn't going to be working them anymore, and I was wondering if I could take over for her." She added, "You know I'd put on a good... show." "You know, I was just looking over who had been here the longest, and I think you deserve that bar shift," Andy smiled, "congratulations, you start tomorrow!" *********** It had been a crazy week. 3 big parties, 1 really good Sunday football game and a bachelor party that required all of my attention until well after closing time. Eliza had been working, it seemed, almost every night with me, and the flirting was just about as much as it could be, but for some reason or another we were always too busy or tired at the end of each night to continue our little charade. The week slipped by quickly and it wasn't until late Sunday night that I checked the schedule for the upcoming week. "Hey, Andy! Is Eliza bartending on Mondays now?" I yelled back to the office. "As a matter of fact she is," Andy replied coming from behind the office door. "I think she's been here long enough, is responsible enough, and honestly, has the looks to bring in a good crowd on a night were we've been lacking." She said quickly as if I would need some convincing as she placed her hand on her hip, leaning to one side; her usual flowing skirt shifting with the movement. "Hey," I countered, "I never said I was against it. I just wanted to know why I was on the schedule too." "Well, her shift's on a Monday. The kitchen staff leaves at midnight those nights and I don't really want Eliza here too late by herself. You're not on the schedule to work so much as to mentor; and I'll pay for your drinks and a cab home she added. She just needs some advice her first night... and company... "Yeah, ok." I tried to sound nonchalant about, but in reality I could feel my pants getting tighter. A day hadn't gone by without me thinking about Eliza riding me while I held her in the middle of the bar; slowly lifting her up and down my shaft. The next day came and I awoke in the middle of some wild dreams. Not surprisingly, they were intertwined with Eliza, Andy and Cora (the model who came in every once and a while) all sitting on the other side of the bar from me, teasing me, while caressing each other and staring deeply into my eyes. I took my free, no work, afternoon to go to the gym, swimming as many laps as I could before my mind began to wonder and my bathing suit began to get inappropriate as I thought about Eliza's tits underneath a tank top, no bra and her perky nipples poking through - Me with my hands creeping underneath as I kissed her neck. I dressed quickly, and headed out the door, guessing what she would be wearing tonight. The bartenders at our bar didn't dress over-the-top, but I was hoping she might up the ante tonight. I drove into work in my old truck hoping that some, if any of my dreams would come true that night. Eliza and I were over the first night of being awkward, but that didn't mean anything. Recently, the bar had been so busy, nothing could have happened even if she was still up for it. Tonight, it seemed, was no different. The bar was packed, and I barely found a place towards the corner of the bar. Catching Eliza's attention, I called her over. "You ok?" "Yeah, I am. Kinda been hectic, but nothing I can't handle," she said, winking at me. Her eyeliner was a perfect contrast to her piercing eyes. "Andy said to get you a couple drinks tonight on her, can I make you something?- Scratch that," she said interrupting herself, "Don't talk, I'll make you something good." She came back with a Manhattan, pretty classy, made with my favorite bourbon- and didn't hesitate to bend, deeply, behind the bar, unnecessary grabbing a straw (and showing off her cleavage) before she handed the drink to me. She was wearing a tight plaid, button-up shirt, with a few buttons perfectly unbuttoned. Her tits were so perky, I couldn't tell if she was wearing a bra or not, but I was hoping to find out. I guess she had caught me checking out Andy's flowy skirts, as it looked like she was wearing one-thigh length and white. Her outfit wasn't over the top sex, but it was subtle and she looked amazing in it. I could tell the other guys at the bar thought so too. No one could take their eyes off of her. She was playing the crowd well all night; making sure to give everyone just the right amount of attention. I was impressed with how comfortable she looked back there, and I'm sure she was making an amazing amount of tips. She didn't pay me much attention during the busy parts of the night, but always managed to keep my drink from becoming too empty. At about midnight the main crowd moved on for the night, as it was a Monday, and Eliza sauntered down to my side of the bar. "I need your help," she smiled, playing with a button on her shirt. "Can you come look at the computer?" "Sure," I said, getting up. I walked the length of the bar and ducked under the entrance to where the computer stood. Eliza scooted herself right behind me wrapping her hands around my stomach and leaned in close. "Pretend to do something on the computer," she half whispered, half moaned. Her hands swiftly undid my belt as she dropped to her knees behind the counter pulling my jeans down with her. Grabbing my, now, very hard dick, she took it into her mouth. I was shocked. We had obviously gone further than this, but not with people still sitting at the bar. Without much else to do with my hands, I pretended to press buttons on the computer, trying with every inch of self control not to show too much pleasure on my face as Eliza moved her mouth up and down my shaft from underneath the bar, going deeper with each pump. A few patrons looked my way, but when they didn't see Eliza, they paid me no attention. Her warm mouth felt so good around my dick as she moved up and down my hardness, but as quickly as she started, she stopped. I looked down, still pressing fake buttons on the POS, and motioned my protest. Without a word, she pressed my dick firmly against my stomach, pulled my jeans up and redid my button and belt concealing my still throbbing shaft. Getting up, she smiled and whispered in my ear, "I just wanted to make up for the fact I've been ignoring you most of the night. I didn't want you to think I'd forgotten about you." She winked and walked off toward a patron with an empty glass. I carefully ducked back under the bar, dick still hard, and went back to my seat full of a yearning to be inside her wet pussy. Taking a large swig of my drink, I watched Eliza filling up a beer from the tap, back turned to the rest of the patrons, as she slid her fingers in between the buttons of her shirt for only me to see, squeezing her tit softly. The public show was turning me on more that I could handle, but I was not about to complain. The night continued with us flirting back and forth, our usual banter with patrons nearby and Eliza seemed to have done really well for her first bar shift. The last guest had just closed out and headed out the door. I followed the patron and locked the door behind, turning around to see what Eliza was doing. Her back was to me as she reached for one of the top shelves, exposing the bottom tip of her back tattoo; my mind flashed back to it spread out in front of me as I penetrated her from behind. She got what she needed from the shelf, a bottle of tequila and some shot glasses and set them down on the bar. "I need a drink after tonight," she sighed, slipping a few of her tip bills into the register. "Take a shot with me?" "Not until you apologize for torturing me earlier, I smiled back at her." "How about I let you take a body shot off of me," she said, pouring the tequila shots out. "We'll see if that makes up for leaving me hanging." She rounded the bar bringing the shots and some salt out with her, the lime already in between her lips. She set each shot in front of us. Holding onto the salt with one hand, she stared at me smiling. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly undid the buttons of her plaid top revealing the inside of her bare chest. Pulling her shirt aside, she exposed herself and grabbed her soft, perky breast and brought it to her mouth, licking while she stared into my eyes. She poured the salt where her tongue had just been and handed me the clear liquid. "Cheers." I smiled, bending over to take her tit into my mouth, not going directly for the salt, but her hard, pink nipple instead. I lingered for a moment, biting her softly, before making my way up the slope of breast, licking the salt from her skin. I tilted the shot back, swallowed and leaned in for the lime. Biting hard, I took it from her mouth and spit it on the floor before returning my attention to her bare chest. I took her other nipple into her mouth, teasing it and make it as hard as the other. She had teased me earlier behind the bar and I could barely resist. Sliding her shirt over her shoulders, it dropped to the ground. I wanted her badly and I wanted her now. The teasing and flirting had gone on all night, not to mention torturing me by sucking me for only a few moments behind the bar. I spun her around and ripped her skirt and panties down in one fluid motion, joining her shirt on the floor. Placing my hand on the top of her back, I pushed her down, just hard enough to show her I was in control and I was not fucking around. She complied and let out a quick moan as she braced herself on one of the tables before her. I had quite the view in front of me. Her puffy, dripping pussy was peeking out from in between her legs, as she looked at me over her beautiful ass with a hint of longing in her eyes. I bent down and met her pink lips with mine as my tongue stuck out to greet her clit. I buried my face into her, as my hands pulled her closer to me, alternating my tongue from her clit to between the lips of her pussy. I continued as her moans increased for a few minutes, tasting her wonderful and salty juices. After I got my fill, I stopped abruptly to return her cruel tease earlier in the night. I got up from behind her as she arched her back, practically pushing her wetness towards me. "Fuck me," she moaned; head tilted to the side, her ass still high in the air. "Beg." "Please fuck me. I want it hard. I neeeed it now." "Look me in the eye and tell me how much you fucking need it." I still wasn't over her little charade earlier, and I wanted her to play my game. She slowly turned around, looked me in the eye and kissed me, tasting herself on my lips. She brought her lips to my ear and breathed out deeply. "I need your dick inside my wet, tight pussy right. This. Fucking. Now" she breathed into my ear as she wrapper her hands around my balls; squeezing firmly. That was it. I grabbed her waste and spun her around once more. This time she needed no nudge as her hands met the sides of the table in front of her. I looked down at her tattoo spread out in front of me and my rock hard dick slid into her awaiting pussy with ease. Slowly, but firmly I started pounding her from behind. My hands were placed on either side of her beautiful ass as I watched my dick penetrate her over and over; her wet lips spread around my thrusting shaft. I kept my pace consistent at first, but built my speed as I could hear her breathing quicken. Her moans turned to screams as she grabbed my ass with her right hand forcing me harder into her. Harder and harder she pulled me as a thrust into her from behind. "Fuck me!" she yelled. "Fuck me harder!" I rammed her from behind as my fingers dug into her hips. Her panting quickened with my prodding and I could hear she was close; close to what she was yearning for. Close to her release. With a scream, her body shuttered on the table; her grip still tight on both sides. Her back arched as all the breath escaped her chest. As she orgasmed I too reached my climax; grabbing her waste, pulling her close to me, folding onto her back. I was out of breath, still deep inside pussy, now dripping with both our juices. In a moment of realization, I looked straight at the cameras and mouthed, "I want to fuck you" before pulling out of Eliza. Closing the Bar Ch. 04 Andy's heart stopped when she saw those words mouthed straight into the camera. "I want to fuck you," was what she knew he said. She had turned on the live feed of the restaurant cameras when she had gotten home that night hoping to catch something after a while with no action, and was since glued to the TV. One of the luxuries of living alone was that when she watched porn, she could turn up the volume. Tonight was no different, and this was better than porn. This was her very own real life sex show. Until this very moment it was her little secret. Her voyeurism into a world of real life fucking. She loved watching it, knowing that she was the only one who knew... She realized she wasn't breathing and took a deep breath. Her fingers were still inside her as she sat on her couch, lights off, blinds shut and her legs spread wide. As she slowly pulled her fingers from her wetness, she shuttered; the impending orgasm couldn't hold out any longer as she took quick breaths in. Her mind was hazy and she climaxed again as she pressed her palm against her mound, rocking it back and forth. She couldn't take her eyes from the screen. Jack must clearly know she was watching as he was still staring at the camera, directly into Andy's eyes as Eliza sucked their combined sex off of his shaft; slowly and sensually. After a couple minutes Eliza stood and walked over to the bar and reached into the beer case. - Andy's phone buzzed next to her on the couch, waking her from her dream-like state. A text: "about to lock up. Tonight went great. Thanks for scheduling Jack, he was a huge help. ;)" -Eliza Her camera feed must be a few seconds slow. As she looked up from her phone she could see Eliza grabbing for her phone, still naked, with a beer in her hand standing next to the bar. Jack strolled up behind her pressing his now softening dick in between her cheeks. He reached a hand around her waist appearing to finger her slit and peered over her shoulder to read what she was texting. He stole a quick glance back up at the camera and winked. Andy's heart was beating through her naked chest. ***************** I woke up the next morning to 3 text messages and 1 reminder on the home screen of my iPhone. "Yo, are we supposed to bring anything tomorrow??" from Cam at 4am last night. Cam is another bartender who works the Thursday and Friday shifts up at the bar. He's known among the staff for keeping older women around after Last Call... The second read, "Hey Jack, I hope last night went well. See ya tomorrow! It's gonna be a lot of fun! ;)" - Andy, my boss There is no way she would have already been to work and reviewed the tapes from last night... right? We are always casually flirting, so I wasn't too suspicious, but my direct eye contact with the camera last night (multiple times) did make me nervous about seeing her next IF she saw the tapes. I was drunk when I mouthed that I wanted to fuck her, and although I definitely would if given the opportunity, the thought of her seeing it before this trip made me kind of nervous. The third text was a picture of Eliza, naked, taken from inside her shower with a caption that read, "jack off to me this morning..." It was taken looking down her bare body. The water drops beading on top of her breasts. I reached under my sheets to stroke my hardening dick while I clicked on the reminder alert that buzzed in. "Mountain Trip - 6:00pm" was all it said. - As I laid in bed stroking my now very hard dick, I thought about the reminder from my phone... Each year, our bar has a mountain trip. We spent two nights, during the slow part of the week, up in the middle of nowhere. Since we always carried a small staff and only invited employees that had been there longer than 2 years (we had to have some folks stay behind to man the bar), Andy usually covered the entire trip. She usually just asked us to help supplement the drinks since she knew funding that would bankrupt her. We always went to the same house. Big enough for at least 20 people, it had all the amenities: a Jacuzzi big enough for everyone, pool table, movie room, and even a sauna. This year 7 servers, 2 cooks and 4 bartenders were planning on making the drive. I flipped back to the picture Eliza sent me and headed to the shower to jack off and maybe send her a picture or two of my own. Later I called Cam back, letting him know I was coming to pick him up so we could make a trip to the liquor store before we headed up to the mountain house. I grabbed my weekend suitcase and headed out the door to my truck. Despite being nervous around Andy, I was really excited about this trip. I took a deep breath and headed for Cam's. - On our way up to the mountain house Cam and I talked about the usual stuff. Which mom he hooked up with most recently at the bar, how he'd really like to start brewing his own beer along with who he thought was hooking up with who at the bar. There was always gossip and people getting together. I certainly was no stranger to that, but I also found out there was a lot more than just me getting involved. It turns out two different sets of servers were hooking up and a hostess was sleeping with a line cook. "I'm just a spectator man," Cam said as he checked the last set of directions. "I don't get involved with coworkers..." "Only lonely older ladies, huh?" I responded. "Yup. What about you? Who are you bunking with this trip?" "We'll see man, maybe a few people. You never know," I said laughing. "Do I turn right here?" I asked trying to change the subject, "I think I remember this road." "Yup. This is it. The house will be on the... left." We pulled into the driveway, hopped out and grabbed our bags plus the box of liquor we picked up at the store. It was the middle of fall, but this weekend was pretty mild. Andy had already arrived and was sitting on the front porch enjoying the nice weather . She had a beer in one hand and two shots in the other. "Jameson for my two best bartenders," she grinned, handing us the shots. "I put y'all in a room together since I know the bro-mance is strong between you. You're up on the 2nd floor; bunk beds." "Nice," Cam said grabbing both the shots. "Pour him two more. I'll bring the bags up to the room." "It looks like someone is ready for the weekend..." Andy poured me two shots and I quickly put them back. There didn't seem to be any weird vibe coming from Andy, so she must have not been able to get to the bar to view the tapes before the trip. My nerves gone (either from the shots or the thought of her not seeing the video yet) I reached in her cooler and grabbed a beer. "There are about 6 people here so far," Andy listed off the names of a few servers (including the ones Cam said were hooking up) along with a cook or two. "Eliza, Jackie and that group of girls is about 30 minutes away. Are you excited about this weekend? I think it's going to be a lot of fun. I feel like the group is really tight this year." "Yeah, definitely" I said, smiling. It was going to be a whole lot of fun... - By 6pm, everyone had arrived and settled in. Two of the cooks were busy making up an amazing dinner for everyone while Cam and I were running the beer pong tournament. Eliza had arrived right when Andy said she would, and had given me a brief hug as she had everyone else. She was wearing a very form fitting sweater that had one of those low cut loose necklines to it, showing off a great amount of cleavage. She looked amazing, and my beer pong game had gone out the window as I drank a little more and couldn't help but steal glances her direction as she became more and more flirty from across the room. Being 'in the industry' definitely had its perks. We had an amazing dinner that lasted into the night and afterwards were treated to a few different shots that Cam had thought up, special for this trip. Already this trip was turning out to be a lot of fun. After a late dinner, Eliza rummaged through her bag and pulled out some cards. "Let's play a game," she proclaimed, holding the deck above her head. The game turned out to be Waterfalls, and every card had an action to go along with it. For example, one card required all the guys to drink while another required the person who drew the card to make a rule for everyone else to follow. Another had everyone else play the game 'never have I ever' where they say something they've never done and everyone who has had to drink. The game was going great and started off pretty PG. People made funny rules like you had drink every time you said someone's name, or you had to pick a mate, where every time you drank, they had to as well. That kept, until Eliza drew a 'rule' card. "Anyone who draws a 3 has to sprint around the house naked!" she exclaimed with a sneaky grin on her face. The next card was a 'never have I ever card' drawn by Cam. "Never have I ever hooked up with anyone who works or has worked at the bar..." he said, smiling at one of the servers. Fortunately for me, more than just me took a drink. Cam stole a quick glance my way and smiled wide as his brow furrowed, questioning... The next person to draw was one of Eliza's friends, Jackie. She drew a 3 and immediately turned red. "Ahhhh Shit. I don't really have to get naked do I, Eliza?!" "Yup," said Eliza, "it's a rule. And you have to drink since you said my name..." Quickly, she made her way to the front door, taking off her shirt, shoes and pants as she walked toward the front door. "I'll go make sure she actually get's naked," said Eliza "I mean it is my rule." "Um, yeah. I better go too," I said, laughing. "Just to, you know, make sure Eliza doesn't cheat for her friend." We made it out the front door just in time to see Jackie undo her bra and lower her panties. She smiled back at us and started off, full sprint, around the house. I looked back towards the front door and it seemed that no one had followed us out to witness the naked lap. Eliza wasted no time and stuck her hand down the front of my pants grabbing my cock and balls gently in her hand. "I've been waiting all night to be alone with you for at least a second," she whispered into my ear as she stroked my hardening dick. "Thanks for the pictures you sent back earlier. I came hard this morning looking at them. Does seeing Jackie make you horny??" We heard leaves crunching from around the house and Eliza removed her hand from my pants just in time to see Jackie's tits bouncing around the corner. "Fuck it," she said as she got closer; out of breath. "Grab my bra and panties will you? I'll put them on inside." We all made our way inside, and a few of the guys (and girls) stole glances as Jackie as she put back on her clothes inside the house. She had a beautiful body. A little heavier than Eliza and her breasts sagged a little more. But being in her twenties, there was nothing to complain about. The game continued for another hour or so as people slowly trickled off to bed. Being bartenders and servers meant that even after all this drinking, most everyone was just a good amount of buzzed even though it was getting well into the night. A few of the younger people had over-served themselves and made it to bed. Everyone else was in a good place and were just getting a little loose. Things were certainly also getting a little more suggestive. No one out of the remaining group of 5 declined when Andy suggested we make our way to the hot tub. Cam and I were left out of the guys; Jackie, Andy and Eliza were left out of the girls. It was about 1 am when Cam and I headed to our room to change into our bathing suits and the girls did the same. - We grabbed a 1/4 full bottle of Jameson as we headed out to the balcony to the hot tub. The drinking had mostly tamed down to beer over the past 3-4 hours and Cam wanted to 'turn it up a notch.' As we approached the steaming tub, we saw the three girls already submerged, whispering to each other. Cam and I quickly hopped in and sunk down in the very pleasant, hot water. Cam took a swig and passed the bottle to the girls. "We decided we want to play truth or dare," said Jackie, as she took the bottle from Cam taking a sip. She shivered from the gulp of liquor. "Well, this certainly isn't middle school, but I'm down," Cam responded. "One of y'all go first." "I'll go," Andy said, "and I bet this'll be more fun than it was in Middle school. Jack, Truth or Dare?" "I'll start this off slow," I grinned as I took a pull of the Jameson. "Truth." "Ok, which bar patron would you most want to fuck?" Everyone seemed to laugh at the hard 'f' sound of the work 'fuck' , and after the laughter died down it didn't take long for me to respond. "Cara. Easily. The model one; the one who eye-fucks everyone at the bar..." "Ha! that's my choice too!!" Andy yelled immediately. She quickly followed up, "I mean, if I had to choose a girl, that is." "Sure, sure, sure," Eliza said sarcastically. "You've told me more than twice that you've had sex dreams about her. She's sexy, period. I'd fuck her too if I had the chance!" That got everyone laughing again. I looked over at Eliza and she smiled and winked at me from across the hot tub. "Your turn," she said. "OK... Jackie! Truth or Dare?" "I'll be a pussy too, just like you! Truth!!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa," I grinned at her. "OK, since we are on the topic, who would you rather fuck. Me or Cam?" "That's a tough one," she blushed... "but Cam," she said avoiding his and my eyes. "He's always going after older women, so I'd like to show him what a younger one can do!" "Nice, nice," I replied. "I'm not offended. Cam, would you take the challenge?" I said jokingly. "Hahaha, in our truth or dare fantasy land, sure why not," he responded. "OK, my turn. Andy, Truth or Dare..." Andy picked truth as well and had to tell whether or not she had utilized being the owner of the bar to hook up with anyone...(she said she hadn't). The game continued for a few more rounds of mostly 'truth' questions when Cam stretched out his hands and yawned. "I'm heading to bed folks," he said, "We've got a long day ahead tomorrow with hiking and rafting and all... y'all have a good night..." He made his way inside and was shortly followed by Jackie. "I'm, uh, going to head to bed too," she said grinning..."see y'all tomorrow!" As she stood up, I realized that she was topless. The same tits that I saw earlier, bouncing around the house, were completely free as she grabbed a towel from the railing. She wrapped it around her chest as she stepped out of the tub. As she exited the tub I also saw that she wasn't wearing any bottoms either! The bubbles stuck to her body as she exited, but as she stepped out I had a clear view of her mound. My dick twitched in the hot water as she turned around, winked and smiled at the girls as she scurried inside after Cam. "I definitely couldn't tell she was naked," I told the two remaining girls... "She didn't pack a bathing suit," Andy said, smiling, "and we didn't want to make a big deal about it, so we didn't mention anything... Anyways it's my turn... Truth or dare to you?" I took a swig of Jameson from the bottle. The burning liquid felt good running down my throat. "I'm not upset with her being naked..." I responded, "and Dare!" The liquid courage encouraged me to speed the game's progress up. "Finally stepping it up, I see..." she said smiling back at me. "OK, I dare you to take off your swimsuit and throw it over the balcony..." Without hesitation, I slipped my trunks off, with my lower body still submerged in the bubbles, and tossed them off the deck. "Done," I said casually... "Eliza, truth or dare?" "Dare," she said. "I Dare you to take off your top!" She grinned at Andy and slowly stood up. It dawned on me at that moment that the two of them had been fully submerged in the hot tub this whole time... Bubbles lingered over her chest as she stood full height, but it became very apparent that she wasn't wearing a top. She looked at Andy and giggled. "Woops," Eliza said smiling, "I'm not wearing a top... so I guess you can do another dare..." Somewhat shocked that she had been topless this whole time, I suddenly felt my dick get harder underneath the bubbling water. My mind flashed back to a few nights ago when her breasts were spread out in front of me as I slid my dick into her. I reached under the water without thinking and started stroking my cock. "Ok, um..." I was fighting to concentrate on a dare as her milky white breasts were in front of me. "Take your bottoms off then..." How creative, I thought to myself... Eliza fidgeted for a second with her hands to one side of her waist and then the other under the water, and pulled both of her hands out. They were empty... "No bottoms either," she said with an ear-to-ear smirk on her face... "... but the water's a little too deep for me to prove it... I'll give you one more chance and then it's my turn. You don't seem to be very good at this..." My mind was racing. Here was Eliza, the girl I had been fucking, completely naked in front of me. And Andy, who I have always had a crush on, and who I knew had been watching me and Eliza fucking for the past few weeks, also smiling, right next to her. I can't say I wasn't hoping for this kind of situation, but I still wasn't sure if this was just playful or the potential for something more. Both of these girls were teases, so I couldn't be positive on the outcome of anything. "I dare you to kiss Andy," I said, before I could think too much about it and talk myself out of the forwardness of the dare. What were we playing for anyway... Eliza smiled at me and immediately looked at Andy, who's eyes had gone wide. Eliza was still standing, exposing her breasts. She leaned over without hesitation and pressed her lips against Andy's. It was soft, and I could tell that she slipped her a little tongue before she released the kiss with a huge grin on her face. Andy looked to still be in a little shock, but had a hint of enjoyment on her face as well. Eliza slipped back in the water, hiding her breasts once again under the water, but keeping her huge grin on her face. Without skipping a beat, or acting like anything just happened, Eliza turned back to Andy. "Andy, truth or dare." "Well, I guess we've moved onto 'dare.' she said. "Good," said Eliza, "I dare you to stand up." "Stand up?!," I protested to Eliza, before realizing what was going on. Andy grinned as she slowly stood up out of the bubbly water, exposing the naked top half of her body. Her breasts were a little larger that Eliza's, and her olive skin and dark nipples contrasted well with Eliza's pearly white breasts and red nipples. They were absolutely stunning. "We lied," Eliza piped up, snapping me out of my trance on Andy's chest. "Jackie did have a bathing suit, and we do too. We just chose not to wear them... so, now we're all naked. Your turn Andy." Clearly entertained by the amount of attention I was focusing on her breasts, Andy stayed out of the water while she thought up her next dare. "Ok Jack, Truth or Dare?" Trying hard to maintain eye contact, I responded with 'dare'. "I dare you to stand up! We've, uh, exposed ourselves to you, now it's our turn to see the goods. Also, I dare you to get us another bottle of wine from the kitchen..." "That sounds like 2 dares, or rather a dare and a task..." I said as I grinned to the two girls. "Well then get us the bottle of wine, and my first dare will just, happen..." My heart pounded as a slowly stood out of the water. Unlike the two shorter girls, the water came up to my upper thighs and certainly left nothing to the imagination. My incredibly hard dick stood at attention as the Eliza and Andy took it in. Eliza smiled as she looked over at Andy. Closing the Bar Ch. 04 "We're even," Andy grinned, "Now go get that wine. I'm thirsty! And no clothes, you have to go in naked..." I hopped out of the hot tub onto the deck. My dick was bobbing up and down as I trotted inside to grab the wine. I must have been starting to get drunk because I was beginning to not feel self conscious about being naked as I walked into the kitchen. I rounded the corner and was startled to see Jackie, completely naked, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. We both paused to take in each other's nakedness. As she walked past me she smiled as she reached her cold hand around and grabbed my bare ass. "Y'all have fun," was all she said as she made her way up the stairs. I grabbed the bottle of wine and watched her nice ass as she walked up the steps; her puffy lips peaking out as her hips shifted back and forth. I stroked my member for a moment before I remembered what I had waiting out on the deck. As I appeared back on the deck, the girls were once again whispering closely. This time my mind wandered as I imagined them playing with each other beneath the water out of my sight. "You're, uh, still excited, yeah?" Eliza teased... "I've got two beautiful women in front of me, completely naked, and probably playing with each other under the water... should I be bored?" I harped back. "We ARE naked," countered Eliza, "but we were waiting on the playing until you got back... Come back in. It's your turn to ask." "Alright, Dare to you then Eliza." "Wait, you didn't ask truth OR dare..." "I've changed the game to just 'dare' and I dare you to touch yourself... sitting on the side of the hot tub," I said without skipping a beat. My dick was hard and I was horny as hell. I knew this was taking our teasing up a level, but I wanted to get things going. Eliza smiled. It was the smile she gave me after sucking my cock behind the bar the other night. She was horny too. I could see it in her eyes. The question was whether Andy would be comfortable with this... "Pour me a glass of wine," was Eliza's response. "And I believe Andy wanted one too." I handed Andy a glass and poured Eliza's. As I reached across the tub to hand her the wine, she emerged from the water. She accepted the glass with one hand as she steadied herself on the rim of the hot tub. As she took a sip, she stared deep into my eyes, maintaining contact. As she lowered her glass, she lowered her gaze. My eyes followed hers to between her legs where her middle finger and ring finger were sliding up and down her lips. My eyes darted over to Andy. The look on her face was part disbelief and part pleasure. When she noticed my eyes there was a hint of blush that reached her cheeks. Our gaze was broken as Eliza let out a moan, almost as if she was asking for our attention back to her. She slid her middle finger into her slit as she turned herself on more by the second. Her already wet lips became glistening as her wetness dripped out of her. Every ounce of me wanted to fall towards her, inhale her scent, and taste her. "I think I've hogged the spotlight for too long," Eliza cooed as she slipped back in the water. "Andy, I'm daring you now... and I dare you to give Jack a lap dance." My eyes again darted to Andy's. The blush had returned to her cheeks, but she didn't hesitate for long, seemingly making a move towards me before she could talk herself out of it. "Jack, sit on the corner, so Andy can give you a proper dance..." Eliza's smile was wider than it had been when she revealed she wasn't wearing a bathing suit. She's going to enjoy this as much as me. And, although, I knew I was going to enjoy it, I couldn't help be a bit nervous as my naked boss glided towards me in the water as my rock hard dick emerged from the bubbling foam. Andy took a step up on the seat part of the hot tub and leaned in close to me. "You said you wanted to fuck me... maybe you'll have a chance..." Before I could respond she turned around to Eliza. "Play me some music..." "One step ahead of you," Eliza said as she pressed play on the portable iPad doc that she had brought outside. A Lana del Ray song started playing through the speakers. Andy turned around, facing away from me, and started dancing. Her hips were swaying back and forth as she caressed her body with her hands... without warning she bent at her waist and put both hands on my knees, bending all the way forward. Her pussy sat directly in front of my face as she rocked her hips back and forth. Little by little she scooted her legs back into the corner in which I was sitting so that she was now less than an inch away from me. Her hands made their way from my legs to her stomach, to her breasts... caressing herself as she rocked back and forth to the melodic sounds of the music. Before I knew it, her legs backed themselves up against my thighs. As she moved her hips back and forth, her legs crept closer and closer to each other until they surrounded my protruding cock. She looked back over her shoulder as both legs reached my cock, now being rubbed on either side. She smiled as she continued to jerk me off with her legs while dancing a melodic dance in front of my face. Her tan pussy still swaying back and forth in front of my face. As she was starting to get into a rhythm, Eliza called out. "Ok, Andy your turn to dare." Eliza's voice snapped me back to reality. I think that she was getting jealous that she was being left out. Andy slowly moved back to her side of the hot tub and I was left with the thought that Andy HAD seen the tapes and knew that I said I wanted to fuck her. My embarrassment was nowhere to be found, however, as the Jameson was settling in nice and sufficiently lowered my chances of me caring about my boss knowing that I wanted to fuck her. "Well that was fun..." Andy said smiling. "Jack, now I dare you to go down on Eliza." The teasing was now 100% over. "mmmmm, I like the sound of that," Eliza said "but can we go someplace more comfortable?" "Yup," Andy chimed back quickly, as this was planned by them all along, "my room is by itself downstairs. It should be, comfortable enough..." Eliza shot out of the water, water splashing from her breasts as she grabbed a towel. Andy followed suit and soon, both of the girls were drying off outside of the pool, not being modest about covering up. I slowly made my way out, taking in the beauty of both girls in front of me. My mind was racing. Things were about to escalate, and even though I was nervous, I was incredibly excited. My heart was beating through my chest as I quickly dried off and followed where Andy and Eliza had gone, down to Andy's room. As I entered I saw that Andy had spread her towel over a cushiony chair in the corner next to the head of the bed and was pouring herself a glass of wine. Eliza was crawling across the bed on all fours towards the headboard. Figuring that if I waited to be prompted again after the initial dare it may become awkward, I climbed on to the bed and grabbed Eliza's legs. Seeming to know that I wanted to get right to it, Eliza rolled onto her back in a seamless motion. Positioning myself in between her legs I started kissing and sucking her thighs. Even through the chorine smell of the hot tub. I could smell the beautiful scent of her pussy, inches away from my nose. I took a deep breath in, and made my way up to her slit. As I placed my lips on hers, she moaned softly through her nose. My tongue traced up and town her dripping pussy as I slowly made my way to her clit. It was fully exposed from being so worked up all night and I could tell she was already close to coming. I started a slow rhythm, flicking my limber tongue back and forth, up and down on her sensitive clit, occasionally moaning to create some vibration for her. Only a minute or two into my 'dare' her breathing started to get louder and her moaning was becoming constant, turning occasionally into a whimper. I continued on my same rhythm, focusing on her most sensitive part until her legs pressed into either side of my head as her hips bucked up and down. She let out a high pitched noise and breathed heavily outward. There is nothing more satisfying to me than to have a girl come from my actions, and having my head locked and pressed against her pussy added to my elation. As she slowly let me out of her leg-lock, I looked towards the corner of the room. Andy had her feet up in the chair with her legs spread. One hand was grasping her breast as the other was fingering her dripping wet pussy; slowing sliding her middle finger in and out of her slit. "... I came too," was all Andy should muster in between heavy breathing. "Haha, good! I'm glad I wasn't the only one... Hey come over here when you get your strength back. I have a dare for you." I made my way to the head of the bed next to Eliza and laid on my back. Eliza, still breathing heavily from her recent orgasm, scootched her way over to me and laid her head on my chest as she curled up against my still naked body. I wrapped my arms around her side as she wiggled her way in closer to my body. I could feel the wetness in between her legs as her pussy rubbed up against my thigh. My dick was still hard as a rock, pointing at an angle toward the ceiling. Eliza's hand occasionally made it's way down to my stomach and up and down my shaft teasing me as we waited for Andy to recover from her solo show. A minute or two later, Andy slowly got up and climbed into the bed behind Eliza. She put her arm around her and started caressing the breast that was resting on my chest. Eliza moaned a seal of approval as she started kissing and sucking my shoulder and neck. "What's your dare?" Andy whispered into her ear as she switched back and forth from kissing her ear to the nape of her neck. "I dare you to suck Jack's dick." Well this was it, I thought. I couldn't get any harder as I anticipated my boss sucking my dick, but my heart started pumping faster through my chest as Andy made her way over Eliza and positioned herself in between my legs. Andy didn't hesitate as she took me into her warm mouth. Moving slowly up and down my shaft she took more and more of me into her mouth until I felt the sensitive tip of my dick reach the back of her throat. Eliza smiled, knowingly, as I took a deep breath in and moaned outward with pleasure. I could tell she was enjoying the show almost as much as I was enjoying the blow job. I lost my senses for a few minutes as a focused on Andy's mouth pleasuring my dick. Her rhythm was steady and her tongue felt amazing as she focused attention on the head of my member for a few seconds in between taking me fully into her mouth. After a few more minutes of bliss I felt Eliza stir. I was too much involved to be able to protest, and my curiosity didn't last long as Andy started moaning, adding more pleasure to her already amazing 'dare.' I looked up and saw Eliza's hair peaking over Andy's beautifully round ass, as she sucked her pussy. "You weren't even dared," Andy joked, taking a break only for a second. "I couldn't resist missing out on the fun," Eliza flirted back. Andy's rhythm became faster and her moans became constant. I had been so turned on the entire evening, I'm surprised I was able to last this long. But alcohol was certainly playing a role in how long I could last with this amazing blow job. The vibrations of Andy's moaning and steady pace brought me close to the edge of orgasm and my breathing was starting to give my impending climax away. A grunting noise was all I could muster to give Andy warning as I started to cum into her waiting mouth. She must have been too focused on Eliza's tongue as my cum surprised her a bit, but she swallowed spurt after spurt of my orgasm until my sensitive dick couldn't handle any more contact and I had to gently pull away from her mouth, sitting up a bit on the bed. As I scooted up the bed to sit up against the headboard, it was obvious that Andy was getting close to orgasm as well. She flipped over to her back to give Eliza a more comfortable approach. Eliza didn't miss a beat and immediately continued going down on her between her legs. Within the minute Andy's breathing was heavy as her breasts rose up and down. She was moaning as she approached orgasm. My body had finally stopped tingling as Andy squeezed Eliza's head in between her legs. Her hips bucked as the orgasm washed over her body. Wave after wave surged through her. Eventually her breathing steadied and she slowly removed Eliza from the head lock she was in. As Eliza appeared from Andy's mound, her grin was huge. She crawled on top of Andy and laid her head down in between Andy's arm and chest as she was recovering from her recent orgasm. The sight of the two beautiful women, laying naked on top of one another was amazing. While physically, about the same size, Eliza seemed small as she curled herself up on top of Andy. We all sat there on the bed for a few moments, each recovering from an orgasm from a different person. It was a perfect circle, and it was amazing. After a few minutes of soaking the moment in, Eliza broke the silence and whispered something into Andy's ear. All I saw as a response was Andy nodding slowly up and down obviously coming to an agreement on something. Eliza positioned herself on top of Andy, straddling her hips. She slowly started kissing Andy's stomach, slowly making her way up to her breasts. While she continued to suck on Andy's nipples, she mumbled something under her breath. "What'd you say?" I asked. Without taking her attention away from Andy's chest I heard her repeat, very casually, "I ready for you to fuck me now." Nothing, of course, was surprising to me at this point in the evening. I didn't over think or hesitate as Eliza went back to sucking on Andy's nipple. I tactfully positioned myself behind Eliza as her beautiful, round ass was sticking perfectly up in the air. Her bright pink pussy was glistening as it peeked through her legs. I slowly inched my way towards her inviting wetness and rubbed my cock up and down her slit. As expected, her tight pussy was drenching wet, and there was zero resistance as my hips reached hers. She let out a soft moan into Andy's breast with my first thrust. I held myself there, taking in the beautiful sight in front of me, but Eliza's hips were asking for more. Slowly, I rocked back and forth, gliding smoothly in and out of her. Our bodies were rocking in harmony as her moans became louder and more constant. Andy scooted herself closer to me, still underneath Eliza so that we could both pleasure her at the same time. I continued to fuck Eliza from behind as Andy now was massaging and sucking on her breasts. Eliza's moans were becoming louder, still, and I could feel her tensing up around me. The first wave washed over Eliza as she collapsed into Andy's arms. I was approaching orgasm when Eliza started quivering again as a second wave washed over her body. As I felt my orgasm arise I thrust a final time into Eliza's pussy as I finally collapsed on top of her back. Andy held us both there together for what seemed like forever. Still hard inside of Eliza, I fell to one side and brought her with me. I wrapped my arms tight around her as we laid together on our sides recovering from our climax. Andy made her way over to us and found a spot in Eliza's arms. My softening dick finally flopped out of her as we drifted off to sleep; the three of us, exhausted after an amazing evening.