I work as a bartender in the cocktail lounge of a ritzy hotel.

Not only is the place frequented by extremely wealthy tourists, but it also gets famous athletes and celebrities. The hotel’s status means there’s no messing around at work, so I take my job seriously.

Most of the women employed in the cocktail lounge are career servers who show up for their shifts looking manicured and sexy every time out. They’re all beautiful, but when April got hired, she took it up another notch.

I remember the first shift she worked. I was so distracted by her I almost broke two bottles of Grey Goose while shaking martinis. She’s tall, blonde, and delicate with an hourglass figure: perfect hips and a full, juicy rack. Her eyes are always heavy, half-closed like she’s in a permanent... Read More