southern_slut
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Rebecca "Becky" West. That's me. Most people in this town know me as "Bartop Becky" because I work at Tumbleweeds Saloon, local bar catering to blue collar folks. I tell people I earned that nickname for dancing on the bar top one too many times when in reality I was having an affair. The head bouncer loved putting me on that so he could play with my body however it pleased him. After three months of it both his wife and my husband caught wind of it. After the divorce the only place I could afford was a double wide trailer six blocks from work.
So look at me now. My brunette hair was featuring icy blue highlights to match my eyes and it fell to just below my shoulders. At 5' even and 100 lbs I am often the butt of barfly's jokes and seen as everyone's little sister. It's not so bad, all the right curves in all the right places as that pop song says. It was coming into noontime and hen my phone began ringing and the bar owner was on the other end. Whatever. I'll let it go to voicemail. He never calls me unless it's to cover a shift.
Regardless I couldn't roll over and go back to bed so I sit up with a yawn and a stretch. My hair a mess all over my face and falling into my eyes. Pawing around for my glasses I reach for the phone as my door knocks. Fuck... It's probably the trailer park super again.
So look at me now. My brunette hair was featuring icy blue highlights to match my eyes and it fell to just below my shoulders. At 5' even and 100 lbs I am often the butt of barfly's jokes and seen as everyone's little sister. It's not so bad, all the right curves in all the right places as that pop song says. It was coming into noontime and hen my phone began ringing and the bar owner was on the other end. Whatever. I'll let it go to voicemail. He never calls me unless it's to cover a shift.
Regardless I couldn't roll over and go back to bed so I sit up with a yawn and a stretch. My hair a mess all over my face and falling into my eyes. Pawing around for my glasses I reach for the phone as my door knocks. Fuck... It's probably the trailer park super again.