I work as a bartender, and I meet a lot of hot guys during my shifts.

Sometimes the guys hang out until closing and go home with me, but once in a while the guy who catches my attention can’t stick around and I end up going home alone. Last Saturday was one of those nights.

I’d been flirting with a guy who came in early during my shift, but he was there for a friend’s bachelor party and had to bounce when his buddies decided to move on to the next bar. He’d taken my number, and I knew he’d call, but that wasn’t what I was concerned about. Our flirtations had been pretty intense, and I was really hot and bothered. There was no way I was going to get through the rest of the night without getting off.

As soon as I could, I asked my friend to cover for me and I took my... Read More