So, off to a 2 day convention for work myself as 2nd tail captain for the motorcycle ride event.
I arrive just in time for the evening meet and greet (already underway). You know the drill, full open bar, appetizers, PPLs noses jammed up other PPLs asses.
As I walk in I notice most had time to change into kaki’s and polo’s (standard butt kiss wear in this bizz)! I still had on jeans and riding gear…so I stuck out lets jus t say LOL!
This is a predominantly male field, so it looked like a pot-bellied Hungarian sausage fest in the room (except the random CSR or office manager). I workout 5-6 days a week….I stick out…again!
I figured the night a bust, so just decided to suck up the free booze and have some fun.
At the bar is my old “work wing” Jim, now married, and Scott another buddy.
I joined them, already ahead of me by at least 3-4 LOL.
Behind the bar is a young blond HB7 (boobs and butt) & older HB7 (flat but tight)!
Jim and I start busting on them immediately. Blondie’s uniform does not fit well so every time she bends we get a free show …north & south LOL! I notice she has a “tramp stamp” and say, what does it say? She says; enter at will! Jim immediately falls in love! And starts tipping her like a stripper.
Bartender 2 catches on, and wants some mental lap dance cash as well, so starts vying for our attention!
Out in the Malay it’s someone’s birthday, both girls not able to leave their stations start begging for a piece of cake. I refuse unless they prove one of them can make me a good sandwich as I was starving! To late Jim & Scott run them cake in about 30 seconds flat!
Lots of fun banter goes on…we are all getting pretty shit faced (girls too). The boys are slobbering all over the blond. I tell her to get 2 safety pins and cover up her shit so I can hold a conversation with them.
I say to the older one, she seems large and in charge, is she your boss? She told me she was. LOL
She of course then gives me the whole rundown on her life as a “Bar Manager” I listen intently.
Older one vanishes for a few, only to reappear with the best sandwich ever!
A HB5-6 CSR (chubby butt) sees this, horse trots over to start devouring the chips on the side, flashing shit tons of IOIs and trying to force her room number on me Hahaha.
Finley last call! Everyone is herded to the door- older gal calls me back, “would you like a soda to take back to your room?” Me “only if there is still rum in it!” she gets me a 32oz to go cup of rum & coke.. very illegal here btw. I slap her down a tip (only 2nd tip I left all night lol)
She advises me to take the stairs so no one sees the to go cup.
In the stairwell is HB5 (chubby butt) who then pounces me, and starts a “Jack Handy” right there Haha.
Of course who decides to take the stairs as well?? My Boss, no worries though he’s lit says good night and passes up ¾ flight, then trips slides back down on his belly, plowing into…chubby butt! (I thanked him for the rescue in the morning).
Morning, grouping up for the event, older HB7 is serving the coffee… sees me ignores her station, comes over and asks…only me what I like in my coffee (IOI? Lol)
Event passes day is wrapping up, I am loading my luggage on the bike, HB7 smoking out side with other workers, comes over big hug good buy, big wet one on the lips, she tells me her email in my ear (no number she says because she is married) turns shakes my bosses hand and says thanks for coming, he just looked at me in only a way a boss can…and shakes his head!
No F close in this story guys, …not yet! (yeah I know I coulda done the chubby butt, wasn’t feelin it LMAO!)
Heywood
P.S. I forgot to add, at the final dinner, guess who got the 1st steak?
