Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
It was lingerie night at work. When I first started, my lingerie was more modest than the other girls. I couldn’t believe how little they wore. Some literally wear the skimpiest bras and g-strings. But now I’m basically the same. On this particular night I wore a red bra, and a red g-string with a fitted, stretchy, red lace little dress over them. It barely covered my butt. But you could see everything right through it anyway. And I wore red fishnet thigh high stockings that had red bows on them. I kept catching everyone starring at my ass. It was so busy. I was just trying to keep up with my tables. Then all of a sudden, I noticed that one of my dad’s best friends was there. I wanted to run to the back and hide. But it was too late. He had already seen me. I was mortified. That was exactly what I was afraid of happening. He went to church with us all of my life. He’s married with kids that are now grown. I just knew he was going to be disappointed in me and go tell my dad. But why was he here?
Lingerie Night
Then I saw a gorgeous lady walk in and over to his table. She looked about twenty years younger than him. They were very flirty. It was quite obvious that it was not an innocent or platonic relationship. I never would have thought that he would ever do anything like this. I hate to admit it, but it kind of made me think that there must not be any trustworthy men in this world. It was such an awkward situation. And it got even more awkward when he hunted me down on his way to the restroom. He pulled me into the hall and told me that he wouldn’t tell if I didn’t tell. Then he grabbed onto one of my ass cheeks so tight that I felt one of his fingertips trying to penetrate my asshole.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457