1. The Bikini Barista


    Date: 6/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Male/Teen Female, Older Male / Female, Teen, Virginity, Young, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    outside of Burger King and saw her getting into a BMW that wasn't brand new, but couldn't be more than 5 years old. She knew her friend Judy didn't have well to do parents, so she asked her where she worked. "Oh I work at that new 'bikini barista' place down off Sycamore, it is down past Sheridan. The tips I make there are great." Judy said. "Wait a minute, you made enough money on tips serving coffee to buy this?" Katrina asked incredulous. "I said it was a bikini barista place. So I work in a bikini all day, all year, but lots of married guys come by for a chance to see a pretty girl in skimpy clothes for a minute. The coffee is about twice as pricey as starbucks, and once I went down a size of bathing suit and showed a little more, my tips have been as much as 30% per customer. 4 girls work at a time and each has their own walk up and drive up window. The windows are all glass from head to toe so the guys can get a good leer." Judy explained. "Isn't that kind of . . . . I don't know . . . trashy?" Katrina had asked. "Think of it this way sweetie, you are only young and hot for a little while, guys will start looking at younger women by they time you reach 25 or 26, so why not use the talents God put on you, ya know?" Katrina hadn't answered, she was just staring at the car. "You know, we are hiring right now for a couple of shifts, you want the business card?" Judy asked holding a card in her hand out to Katrina. Katrina took it in her hand and thanked Judy for it. "No ...
    problem sweetie, don't pass it up, the pay is $16/hr before tips. Gotta go hun, see ya soon I hope!" With that Judy cruised away. Katrina could barely contain herself. $16 per hour? She had never gotten more than $9. Not to mention no tips. Katrina pressed her lips on the tissue to remove excess lipstick. Now that her makeup was applied, she went to her bedroom to look in the vanity mirror. Her new vanity mirror. She had gone by the coffee house the day after Judy gave her the card. She interviewed with the owner, a older guy who was really nice and very clean cut. He explained he was a military man and had seen men drop so much money on gross street hookers that he had bet they would pay a good amount to see very pretty girls in bikinis while they waited for coffee, and he had been right, and now had three of these houses, all in different cities not far from here. He and Katrina had gotten along well and Katrina felt a warmth to him, in 5 minutes he was more of a father figure than she had ever had. Katrina spun around in front of the mirror, watching how her tits and but bounced in the newest outfit she had bought for work. While she was in no way required to wear anything other than a bikini and the shoes of her choosing (uggs were big in the winter to keep toes from freezing), girls were allowed to wear whatever as long as it was skimpy. It hadn't taken but about 3 days at the job to realize that the girls wearing more suggestive outfits, like teddies or lacy bras and ...
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