Revolutionary Opportunity - Sex Stories

Revolutionary Opportunity

The sun shone brightly as Kristen made the rounds answering want ads a few days after arriving for her first fall semester at Penn State. The next job on her list was waitressing at a country club. Her sole waitressing experience was a couple of summer months at a department store lunch counter. It was harder than she expected but Kristen was a hard worker. And she needed to work to avoid too much debt of student loans. Driving into the perfectly manicured grounds she found the place intimidating. When a young man came out and directed her to stop under the portico of the front door she told him she was only there about the waitressing job. He opened her car door and handed her a numbered white tag. "Just go in there and ask for Mr Taylor. I'll have your car." He sat in her Civic and drove off. The interview for the job, considering how richly appointed the interior of the club appeared, wasn't much of a interview at all. It consisted of chatting with Mr. Taylor who Kristen found handsome and pleasant and then trying on the waitress uniform to "see how it fits". At first she was taken aback by the tiny hot pants, crisp white blouse and cropped red jacket. It wasn't that Kristen had any complaints about her body, she knew the outfit would make her look hot. That was exactly the problem. This country club didn't seem like the kind of place she wanted to look hot. Yet Kristen couldn't help admiring herself in the three-way mirror of the dressing room. Still only nineteen and ...

... naive about so many things, Kristen was anything but an innocent. She turned and looked over her shoulder at her backside. She felt almost as if she was wearing a sexy Halloween costume. She owned plenty of short dresses and skirts but her legs never felt so long as they looked in those tiny tight shorts. The cropped jacket provided some cover for her breasts that she considered too large and it somehow even made her legs look longer! There was a make-up table in the room, but she brought no cosmetics so she just pinched her cheeks and said to her image in the mirror, "Showtime!" Jack Taylor was impressed by how giddy and flirty the leggy college girl seemed to become wearing the outfit. Kristen was barefoot, not wanting to spoil the look with the light hikers she had worn with her jeans. "Do you have a pair of black high-heels?" Jack asked her. "Really? I'd have to work in high-heels? "Yes." "Yeah, OK, I have a pair," Kristen said, her enthusiasm obviously blunted. "I guess I can get used to them." Jack finished the interview and after Kristen changed back into her own clothes he gave her the particulars of the job. The pay was disappointing to Kristen, but Jack said the tips would be "very, very good" and the uniforms were all cleaned and readied by the club. She accepted the job with the stipulation that she would have off for all off the Nittany Lions home games. Jack said he could work with that and she would be starting on Tuesday. He said that would give her a few days to ...