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by Apollo Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #1857927
Interesting things transpire in bars. As the bartender, you get to see or be part of all.
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Two thousand dollars for a night of work sounds appealing even before you remember that it would be a tip, under the table and therefore tax-free. Unfortunately, there was one major thing that kept telling you to turn it down, and it wasn't modesty or a safety concern. And considering The Lounge impressed a couple of police officers you haven't quite "won over," that little voice quickly turned into a blaring siren, and almost literally. Despite that, you did have a plan that still turns a profit for the night, and allows you to add in a business expense come tax day.

"Tim," you begin, "that is a really generous offer, and I wouldn't mind doing it."

Instantly, Tim's face lit up like a Christmas Tree at your words. It only last a moment though, the moment it took him to notice your downcast eyes and the tone of your voice. He knew he wouldn't be getting boobies tonight. Not from you, anyway.

"However, none of my licenses let me run a topless bar, and a few cops may be coming regularly. I can't risk losing my bar for anything less than a lifetime of cash, and I still wouldn't since I love my bar."

With a sigh, Tim says, "I get it. Thanks..."

"I'm not done," you interrupt. "I can't work topless, but I do have something you and your friends might enjoy."

You step out from behind the bar and beckon Tim with a curled finger. It leads him all the way up to the front door, which you're holding open, and then points his gaze towards the parking lot. For now it's deserted except for two cars, but you knock that painful sight out of your mind for a moment and point to your car, the one parked next to the the group's van.

"In my trunk is bag from a clothing boutique, and in it is a bustier set I bought to feel special about the nice profit I made last month. It doesn't expose any of the naughty bits, so I can wear it with just my current licenses and not get in trouble. If you don't mind getting it while I watch the bar and then let me change, I'll serve the drinks in my new nightwear for the two grand."

The look on Tim's face was a blend of excitement and disbelief, and the latter wasn't about your "cooperation." You expected this from the beginning, and knew ahead of time what he said, even before he said it.

"Why would I pay for that? So your tits would be bigger. It's still not seeing some new skin."

"Not quite. See, first of all, there's no straps to it, so I wouldn't have control, or responsibility, if someone yanked it down if I fixed it quickly. Second, the bottom is a g-string, which is better than these shorts for seeing my butt. Sound like something to pay for?"

With a big grin on his face, Tim answers, "It does, but not two thousand. They're not always out, so how about one thousand instead?"

The offer makes you bite your lower lip in thought and hesitation. You have one more trick up your short sleeves, one that might be able to get Tim to offer even more money, but you really didn't want to play this one. Telling Tim what he could do with your top to get what he wants was already a bold move, especially since the first yank of the top would be an invitation for an encore with your panties, but that at least let you minimize the damage and keep some modesty for a while and at least only let you be seen naked in sections. This was a bit more daring.

This last plan was to change in the back, where you could legally be naked since it wasn't open to the public, but to "accidentally" not close the door. The guys would get not only their topless woman, but also a solid look at your pretty red landing strip and the treasures beneath it. That would be a full frontal shot all at once, no imagination would be necessary anymore. However, the cash you could get for the total package would be more than enough to chase away any hesitation.

Neither option is very appealing, but you could use a little more spending cash since you're trying to keep the taxes down - about the only thing the lack of help aided. Plus you had all sorts of cutlery for the food, the knives would be useful if they tried anything.

With a sigh, you...

You have the following choices:

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1. take the one thousand.

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2. offer to let them see you change.

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