Cocktail Waitress

  • Posted on October 2, 2015 at 2:00 pm

By Naughty Mommy

How can I ever tell you how wonderful it is for me, what a relief to know that at the end of each long and tiring day I can come home to…

Well, I don’t suppose I can ever really explain it in words. You would almost have to be me to fully understand what I mean and how I feel. But what the heck, I’ll give it a try.

You see, I work as a cocktail waitress at an exclusive and very private club, a men’s fraternal organization in a big midwestern city. This is one of those truly old-fashioned places, a throwback to, I don’t know, the late 1800’s maybe. The exterior of their building is all brick and stone and narrow curtained windows. The interior is nothing but dark paneling, heavy bookcases, and musty portraits of long-dead men with beards. And oh my, you should see all the antlers hanging everywhere, lots of antlers. Anyway, I think you get the picture.

Of course, no women are allowed inside. There are no female members. Never have been, and never will be. According to gossip among the staff, they’ve been sued numerous times for gender discrimination. Race discrimination too, probably, because I’ve certainly never seen anyone of color in there.

But, not surprisingly, the club has never lost a suit. How could they, when all the top judges and all the best lawyers and all the leading legislators — not to mention the mayor and the governor and the state attorney general — are all members?

Now, I said no women are allowed inside, but that’s not strictly true. Late at night, after hours, there are maids who come in and clean. And then there are the two of us, Heather and me, the cocktail waitresses: I work the day shift; Heather works the night shift. But that’s it as far as women are concerned, just us and the maids. The kitchen staff is entirely male, all three dining room waiters are men, and there are also a few butlers and that sort of thing, males of course.

I suppose some people would tell me I should feel privileged to move among the wealthy and the powerful, to be able to show my shapely legs, my cleavage, and my made-up face to all the influential men sitting in their overstuffed chairs, smoking their awful cigars, reading whatever they read, their eyes following me everywhere, hands always ready for a grab.

That’s the part I hate the most. I could put up with the nasty tobacco smell in my clothes and in my hair, with all the lewd remarks and crude invitations I receive — I could deal with all that if they would only keep their hands off me. But they don’t. Day after day, week after week, I am pawed, groped, squeezed, pinched… and I have to take it with a smile frozen on my face.

When I first started there, almost two years ago, I tried to complain about that. I was told in no uncertain terms, however, that if I wanted to keep my job, with its unusually high pay and excellent benefits, I would just have to accept the hands-on part of the deal. And so I do.

Luckily, there are limits. They can’t take my clothes off (what little clothing my costume consists of) and they can’t actually have sex with me or anything like that. There’s no kissing involved, or not too much anyhow — sometimes a drunken member will lose his head and give me a wet smooch, though thankfully that’s rare.

The point is, here I am, a 31-year-old lesbian being grabbed and fondled and otherwise molested by a bunch of creepy old men. Very rich and powerful old men. It’s a strange situation.

They don’t know I’m a lesbian, or at least I don’t think they do. I’ve certainly never told anyone there. As far as everyone knows, I’m an attractive young woman (very young, compared to most of the members) with long legs and high-heels, a short skirt and a tight-fitting low-cut top. I serve the drinks. I strut around and display my body. I let them see me, and, as much as I have to, I let them touch me. I even flirt a little bit. And I do it because the pay is just so good. Really good.

So, what does that make me? A prostitute? No, of course it doesn’t. It’s not as if I have sex with anyone for money. I simply give them the idea that I might have sex with them someday if they are very, very lucky. I give them something to think about when they go home to their wives.

In return, I am able to put aside enough in savings to make sure Ashley will go to the best college, receive a fine education, become someone special, and never have to work the sort of a job her mom works.

Ashley is my daughter. She is the reason I do all this, that I put up with everything. And in fact, I’m very happy to do so.

I know I must come off like I’m complaining, but really I’m not. It’s all worth it to me. I allow the ugly men with their bad breath to put their hands on me. I smile and laugh, I call them the pet names they like, I bend over low so they can ogle my boobs or look up my skirt. And honestly, I’m satisfied with my job. It has its drawbacks, certainly, but so does every job. I really don’t mind, because I’m doing it for her.

Best of all is knowing what awaits me when I finally arrive home at the end of each long and tiring day. Knowing that Ashley will be there, with her cute little smile, her silly jokes, her funny stories about school, her warm hugs and soft kisses.

We have dinner together, something I bring home from the club (the kitchen staff dotes on me and they feed us very well, bless their hearts). And then at last, the thing I look forward to the most, that special time in the evening when it’s just Ashley and me, my wonderful, beautiful, affectionate 12-year-old daughter.

How can I ever tell you how happy that girl makes me? How much pleasure she brings me? How can I ever put it into words?

Well, perhaps I can’t. This might be one of those times when a picture really does say it all.

So, here we are, my darling daughter Ashley and me…

 

 

39 Comments on Cocktail Waitress

  1. Debbie says:

    Oh my…I just had to run to the ladies room… x

  2. That’s perfect, Debbie, exactly the reaction I was hoping for! xoxo

  3. Debbie says:

    Oh my, I had bite marks on the back of my hand xox

  4. Lily says:

    Mmm, I’d love to be in Ashley’s position!

    You’re so Naughty, Mommy 😛

  5. Poppabear or PoppaClyde2 says:

    Debbie, darling, have you been reading Mommy’s naughty stories in the office?

    You naughty, naughty girl.

    I do hope no one can look over your shoulder and see what you are reading, unless it is someone whom you want to see what you are reading.

    Now that would result in an interesting visit to the ladies’ room.

  6. Poppabear or PoppaClyde2 says:

    Now that I have read the story, rather than just being smart at Debbie’s expense, may I say “Thank you (again), Naughty Mommy, for a lovely little story and our very first gif,” if I’m not mistaken.

    Lovely!

  7. Debbie says:

    Poppa coming on here while I’m at work is becoming a habit, and having an office of my own helps.
    But I’d love a little friend in there with me 😉

    Goodness mommy, I’ve just seen your gif on the little exhibitionist story page….I have to change my knickers AGAIN!!
    She is truly adorable xoxo

  8. Lily says:

    Naughty Mommy, I had almost forgotten about that gem in the first gif. Definitely one of my favorite pictures for a story 🙂

  9. Thank you Poppa, and Lily, and Debbie (again). This is not really our first gif, Poppa — there’s one at the top of this story — but it is true that we have made sparing use of them so far.

    • Powertenor says:

      ‘Scuse me NM, but neither of the links above actually functions. They take me to somewhere that tries to sell me a knock off designer handbag. Or something else I tries three times, and it took me to the same place. Just thought I’d tell you.

      • Amanda Lynn says:

        THIS STORY is a link to Mommy’s Little Exhibitionist
        THIS PAGE is a link to Readers Forum

      • Naughty Mommy says:

        You’re right, Powertenor, those links weren’t working because they were tagged to an earlier version of the site. I fixed the “story” one, and the other I deleted because the gif on that page has been removed. Thanks for the heads-up!

  10. Poppabear or PoppaClyde2 says:

    Such a short story, such a lot of comments. Success, NM?

    And thank you for the reminder about JB’s little wanton in the car.

    If I am not mistaken, your delightful gif features one of my favourite lesbians, India Summer?

  11. Marc says:

    Congratulations, Naughty Mommy!! Your stories are the FINEST I have read in MONTHS!! And yet I am BIG FAN of Lesbian Lolita and ASSTR!! But truly your stories are TOP GRADE QUALITY!!! Wonderful!

  12. Thanks, Marc! Glad to see you’re enjoying our site so much. 😀

  13. Ems says:

    Nice little appetiser. I too love the gif’s but although a picture can say a thousand words please don’t let them take over as your descriptions of little bd’s making love with mummy, granma etc are so erotic.

  14. kim says:

    we just read the last serendipity chap and came to this not knowing and wondering, and had a nice bonus cum thanks NM

  15. MargaretSexyMum says:

    What a lucky mummy to have such a loving and attentive daughter between her legs. Ready and willing to make mummy feel so good when she comes home from a hard day at work. To put all the bad thoughts aside as her little girl’s tongue probes and tickles her hot, wet cunt. Delicious.

  16. MrStrut says:

    Hot story NM, love the picture at the end.

  17. Rita says:

    Another wonderful story albeit such a short one
    But of course LOVE that gif
    And admit can’t stop looking at it So reminds me of my niece and I
    Similar hair coloring and all

  18. Terri says:

    What a dichotomy…all day with stinky, foul and abusive men…only to go home to sweet, loving and attentive young girl….Oh NM, you’ve done it again!…kitty kisses

  19. hannah says:

    What a lovely story and a very lucky mum to have such a loving daughter

  20. Asian Toy says:

    I wish I was Ashley

  21. nige says:

    What about a naughty daddy story site

  22. nige says:

    Really good story like picture

  23. Ha-ha, sorry, Nige — someone else will have to create that naughty daddy site for you. We only like moms and girls here! 😉

  24. Amanda Lynn says:

    For a story with no sex, it was awesome. Of course, a picture says a thousand words and the one at the end spoke volumes.

    • Thanks, Amanda Lynn. This was kind of an interesting one to create. It was almost like our Writer Challenge — I saw the GIF somewhere online and really liked it, then decided to write a short story to go along with it. After that I had to search for a picture of a woman in a skimpy waitress costume who looked enough like the woman in the GIF that they might be the same person, and I think that works pretty well.

      Although this was certainly not the most elaborate story I’ve ever authored, it was fun to do, and I was pleased with the way it turned out. 😀

  25. Jozef says:

    incredibly hot

  26. Kevin Waugh says:

    OMG that is so fucking Beautiful!!!!would LOVE to see more and read more!!!!

  27. dalene says:

    What a lovely little cunt muncher. I would love to have her between my legs giving my muffin cunt a good licking; I’d provide the frosting for her very quickly. Not a very long story, but the pictures were definitely very arousing, and now my fingers are all wet and tasty.

  28. Misty Meadow says:

    That’s a VERY nice gif. Good choice. Let’s have more gifs and pix with stories. Good tale, too, outside the box, so to speak.

  29. Kathy says:

    The opening story is to long n dull. It drag’s on and lost me long ago. Then only thing good is the video

  30. Terry says:

    Lovely storie that’s made me horney , and picture makes it for me .
    Wish there was more

  31. Georgia_Jordyn says:

    My 1st story I read and all I can say is OMG loved it

  32. Soami & Debbie says:

    To bad more Moms’ don’t have this kind of relationshipships with their daughters. Adolescence would be so much easier on pre-teens.
    Great story,
    Debbie & Soami (Biwife/straight hubby)

  33. Jason says:

    I loved this story. The anticipation on where I was hoping you were going. I like how you ended it. Even though I was looking forward to reading about your time home with your daughter. This was the first story I read on this site and it was a great start to my night.

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