Some years ago (2013-2016ish), before my wife established herself in her career, she was a waitress at an upscale sports bar in Manhattan’s Union Square.
The bar required all the waitresses to wear very tight black leggings, low cut black tank tops and high boots that were required to have a heel in them…. so, at least in my opinion, my wife worked at what amounted to a higher class hooters.
Needless, to say my wife looked extremely hot when she went to work there.
Now, that in itself I found a bit maddening, but the clientele that frequented that place was the icing on the cake. It was a mix of high powered Wall Street, business types… and basically mostly ex frat bros looking to buy overly expensive pitchers of beer and ogle the waitresses.
My wife has admitted to having been hit on excessively there and even admitted she frequently would play up her “dumb cali girl” voice and lean over and press her breasts together so her tables could get a view just in hopes of getting better tips.
She liked to bend over when possible to show off her ass as well.
And.. she got great tips. All the time. It was some of the best money she made before her career took off.
The two craziest things that happened though, was that…
1st, There was an older, very wealthy black gentleman who was a regular, who absolutely loved my wife and would always ask her schedule so he could come in when she was working and sit in her section.
He tipped extremely well, and once when she was doing dry January, he decided to buy her a very very nice bottle of whiskey.
He came to the restaurant and my wife wasn’t there, so they gave him her email and he started emailing her. It was mostly harmless but he tried multiple times to invite her to his apartment to drink it with him. She declined and eventually did get the bottle from work where he dropped it off… but I always like to imagine what it’d have been like if she had gone to his place for a drink.
2nd, on New Year’s Eve one year, she decided to work because the money would be insane… like 1k in a night or more.
There was a very dapper Australian guy who very directly asked her to leave with him before her shift was over, I guess he said essentially “what is a girl like you doing working on a night like this? It’s lame here, so why don’t you come with me and my friends. We’ll compensate you for your time.”
He did clarify that she wouldn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to… but it’s extremely clear what he was hoping for.
She says she turned him down right away, but she did get home extremely late that NYE (she blamed it on clean up). I mostly believe her but… still hot to consider.
Here’s a pic of her on a shift that I dug up: ...://www.wifewantstoplay.com/attachments/img_1640-jpeg.2263603/
If stories like this are something you’re into, check out my discord server: Hotpast Appreciation Society, where we discuss all the slutty, hot things our wives did before they became our wives.
The bar required all the waitresses to wear very tight black leggings, low cut black tank tops and high boots that were required to have a heel in them…. so, at least in my opinion, my wife worked at what amounted to a higher class hooters.
Needless, to say my wife looked extremely hot when she went to work there.
Now, that in itself I found a bit maddening, but the clientele that frequented that place was the icing on the cake. It was a mix of high powered Wall Street, business types… and basically mostly ex frat bros looking to buy overly expensive pitchers of beer and ogle the waitresses.
My wife has admitted to having been hit on excessively there and even admitted she frequently would play up her “dumb cali girl” voice and lean over and press her breasts together so her tables could get a view just in hopes of getting better tips.
She liked to bend over when possible to show off her ass as well.
And.. she got great tips. All the time. It was some of the best money she made before her career took off.
The two craziest things that happened though, was that…
1st, There was an older, very wealthy black gentleman who was a regular, who absolutely loved my wife and would always ask her schedule so he could come in when she was working and sit in her section.
He tipped extremely well, and once when she was doing dry January, he decided to buy her a very very nice bottle of whiskey.
He came to the restaurant and my wife wasn’t there, so they gave him her email and he started emailing her. It was mostly harmless but he tried multiple times to invite her to his apartment to drink it with him. She declined and eventually did get the bottle from work where he dropped it off… but I always like to imagine what it’d have been like if she had gone to his place for a drink.
2nd, on New Year’s Eve one year, she decided to work because the money would be insane… like 1k in a night or more.
There was a very dapper Australian guy who very directly asked her to leave with him before her shift was over, I guess he said essentially “what is a girl like you doing working on a night like this? It’s lame here, so why don’t you come with me and my friends. We’ll compensate you for your time.”
He did clarify that she wouldn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to… but it’s extremely clear what he was hoping for.
She says she turned him down right away, but she did get home extremely late that NYE (she blamed it on clean up). I mostly believe her but… still hot to consider.
Here’s a pic of her on a shift that I dug up: ...://www.wifewantstoplay.com/attachments/img_1640-jpeg.2263603/
If stories like this are something you’re into, check out my discord server: Hotpast Appreciation Society, where we discuss all the slutty, hot things our wives did before they became our wives.
...://discord.gg/H8NKnuZf
