1. Grudge Fucking Savannah by loyalsock


    Date: 4/14/2016, Categories: Anal First Time Author: loyalsock 

    Her name was Savannah, and she was just kind of a ditz. She was a bit stuck up and had this sense of entitlement because she grew up in a well-off f****y and men had always given her all the attention she could ever ask for. She was fairly tall, maybe 5'8 or 5'9, and had a slender, lithe body from all the yoga she did. I met her at my restaurant. She was a cocktail waitress, and received plenty of attention from the d***k, horny men she served. They would heap gobs of money at her in tips, as if leaving a 100% tip meant they'd get a blowjob in the bathroom before they left. All the money she made because of her looks just re-enf***ed her bitchy attitude. She thought she could get anything she wanted from any man just by being cute and flirty...that is, until she met me. It was the end of the night. I was the last one to leave out of all the back of the house employees, and as per usual, one bartender and one cocktail server were still there closing. Turns out they were both drinking while they were closing, and as Savannah walked past me, I could smell the alcohol. &#034Are you drinking on the clock?!&#034 I asked rhetorically as I stared at her yoga pants-covered ass walk away from me. &#034No,&#034 she replied as she looked over her shoulder and flashed an &#034Of course I am!&#034 smile at me. God, I hated that bitch. She thought she could break any rule she wanted and flirt her way out of it. &#034Just like you weren't just staring at my ass.&#034 She disappeared into ...
    ... the server alley and then headed downstairs, presumably to finish checking out. After a few minutes, I also headed downstairs. I had to lock up the coolers downstairs and put away some paperwork. I made one last sweep through the coolers, and lo and behold, there was Savannah in the walk-in cooler, a cocktail in one hand and a half-eaten steak in a to-go box that had her name in girly script written across it. Now she was stealing food AND openly drinking?! IN MY WALK-IN?! She immediately had the deer in headlights look. She knew she was caught, and when I raised my voice and yelled, &#034WHAT THE FUCK, SAVANNAH?!&#034, she just kind of grinned sheepishly and muttered, &#034Sorry, Chef.&#034 When she realized how pissed I was, she grew a bit more concerned. &#034You're not going to try to get me fired, are you?&#034 she retorted with her trademark bitchy tone. &#034Well, that depends on you. I won't need to TRY to get you fired. You're stealing food and drinking on the clock. That's enough to get you fired from any job,&#034 I explained in my sarcastic, &#034You're a fucking idiot&#034 voice. &#034Well, are you almost done? Because I'm about to leave, and if you want, I can come by your place to convince you that I don't deserve to be fired,&#034 the little slut just suggested she'd fuck me to keep my mouth shut. &#034Let me get this straight, you'll fuck me if I don't tell anyone?&#034 I was half-amazed she'd be so forward and half-insulted she thought her pussy could get her ...
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