"Leather & Lace"
Having just finished her exams, 18 year old Tara went looking for a summer job in town. Wearing a white vest top, a summery knee length skirt and a pair of strappy high heeled shoes, Tara went to town looking for work.
Most male managers were only too keen to hire Tara, mainly due to the fact that she was drop dead gorgeous. If that wasn't enough, Tara's overwhelming 40DD breasts made sure that every interview ended with a job offer.
Having spent a hot summer's day in her heels had taken its toll on Tara and she decided to rest her feet at first bar she could find. The bar was called "Leather & Lace" and was an underground bar that had a boxing ring which Tara found strange.
Being 2pm, the bar was virtually empty apart from a scantily clad brunette barmaid and a slightly dark man sitting at one of the tables.
As soon as she entered the bar, Tara wasted no time in removing her strappys letting her feet find comfort on the soft carpeted floor. Tara approached the bar, placing her strappys on the bar much to the annoyance of the barmaid.
"Excuse me, I just cleaned that surface" asserted the barmaid in a strong English accent.
"Yeah, you've done a nice job now if you're not too busy I'll have a glass of water please" retorted Tara, raising her eyebrow in the process as she shot a challenging look at the buxom brunette on the other side of the bar.
"It's ok Dawn, I got this", called out the owner as he left his table and entered the bar area. The 5'10" barmaid strutted off in a huff much to the hidden pleasure of Tara.
Tara discovered that the place was recruiting barmaids to work there. The pay was better than any desk job she had gone for the whole day and the hours were unbelievable. Her excitement over this opportunity was soon quelled as the owner explained to her the terms and conditions of employment. All barmaids were required to step into the ring and face either another barmaid or a willing female customer at least once a week. Most of the fights were boxing matches but you could only win by submission or by knocking your opponent out.
Tara had only ever been in one fight till now when she was 16 years old. A rather vicious blonde from the year below her started up with Tara after her boyfriend started flirting with Tara at school. Things escalated and one lunchtime, the blonde attacked Tara without warning. Tara recalled how close she came to being totally humiliated that day by her opponent. Were it not for the fact that the blonde caught her fingers in Tara's immensely taut bra strap, she might well have been beaten and humiliated by her younger opponent. Her unusually large breasts were an obvious target for the blonde that day and would now doubt be the destination of some unwanted flying fists should she take up this job.
"I'll take it", Tara told the owner. It was just the summer and she could always quit if she didn't like it she told herself. Plus, the money was too good to turn down.
Tara was given some money to go out and buy two outfits for work. One would be her "tips" outfit that she would wear while serving customers. The other, her fighting outfit, had to be a bit more practical even though all girls were required to fight in heels. She would be bring her fighting outfit with her whenever she was working.
Two nights later, a hot Friday night, Tara turned up for her first shift. She arrived at the bar and was given a locker before starting her shift. Inspired by the name of the bar, Leather & Lace, Tara wore a black leather mini dress that had a lace design down the side as well as an add-on lace skirt to give the garment some degree of modesty. Tara covered her legs in a pair of sexy stockings with a lace trim and some high heel shoes.
Dawn, the barmaid that had admonished Tara for leaving her shoes on the bar was working that night and it didn't take long for Tara to upset the stocky brunette again. All the regulars had been fixated on the new girl, her massive 40DD chest and her curvaceous scantily clad body. Dawn's 36C's were simply no match for her younger rival's set. Dawn watched on helplessly as her tips were decimated to a mere 10% of what they usually were. The final straw was when a very rich and generous client who was one of Dawn's regulars entered the bar. Tonight it seemed as if he only had eyes for the new girl and was unable to take his eyes of her. Tara, an opportunist at heart, was quick to approach the table at which he sat.
"Hi, can I take your order?" Tara asked.
"Honey, take you and your oversized punchbags that seem to be glued onto your chest and go back to serving behind the bar, I got this one" Dawn interjected.
Tara turned to her right and saw the taller figure of Dawn standing there with a bitchy look on her face as she just stared at her client, totally ignoring her. Tara did feel somewhat intimidated by the brunette as she stood there clad in a shiny pvc leopard skin bra top, matching miniskirt and knee high leather stiletto boots.
Tara placed her hands on her hips and sent a quizzing look back to the client.
"Well, who do you want to serve you?" asked Tara.
"Hmmm, that's a good question. I think I'd like the tougher of you two girls to serve me if possible, I can be a bit difficult to deal with when I've had a few" replied the client.
Totally unsure as to what to do, Tara just stood there, her gaze still fixed on the young man who was now commanding the attention of the two barmaids.
"I guess that would be me then sweetheart" replied Tara.
to be continued ...
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