Dickies Sports Grill Chapter 2

I showed up at work on Monday (I had Sundays off, woohoo finance!).  I got in earlier than the rest of the crew, since I wasn’t tied to that part of the business.  The only one here was Stacy, tending to the different things a manager looks at.  I waved to her as I walked in.  The restaurant was still closed, but everything looked fine.

“Brad, welcome back!” she said.  I stopped to chat with her.  “Glad to see the girls didn’t scare you away already.”

“They were pretty wild, but I’m tough I suppose,” I joked.

“Well, I know they all appreciated you showing up Saturday night.  I’m sure it wasn’t what you wanted to do with your time, but it means a lot to them.  I know they seem crazy, but they are a family, for better or worse.  Those moments where they can all get together and hang out and let loose, shake off the insanity of working in a place like this, it makes a big difference.”

When she put it that way, it made a lot of sense.  I did want to ask her about the financials of doing something like that, but it was clear this was a passion of hers, so he decided it was in his best interest to work around this expense, which was likely a reason he was hired in the first place.

I sat down for the day and began my work.  As far as I could tell, the financials were fine.  I think places like this tend to pull in a good chunk of cash and it’s kind of a no brainer.  Horny guy comes in, pays extra for the T&A, eats chicken wings and drinks beer, returns with his friends, repeat.  There were, however, some really good opportunities to save money and potentially make more money.  He was working on some ideas to show Stacy, which he figured she would be really excited for.

A knock on the door woke me up from my data stupor.  “Brad, can I come in?” came a sweet sounding voice I was unfamiliar with.

“Of course,” I replied.

In walked a girl who was shorter than Katie, with dark brown hair and tan skin.  And while she lacked Katie’s height, she almost matched her in the chest department.  In fact, if you were to compare them, I could argue this girl was even bigger than Katie as far as breast to height ratio.  Her bust was impressive, and perky, jutting far in front of her.  Each was definitely close if not bigger than my head.  “I’m Stephanie,” she said, and I struggled to make eye contact, but she was pretty, so once I did it made it a lot easier.  “Katie is my BFF, and she told me we had a new finance guy.  Nice to meet you.”  She held out her hand, which I shook.

“Brad… as you know.”

She giggled.  “You know, Katie said you were really cute.  And just so you know… we have really similar taste in men…”

“Good to know,” I said.  I had no clue what to say.  A huge bomb was just dropped on me.  Two of the hottest girls I had ever seen had just been revealed to have a crush on me.  Was this real life?  The way she was looking at me with her big brown eyes, I could tell she was in the mood for something.  But maybe they were just playing with me?  After all, I had already discovered how wacky these people were.  Maybe relationships and sex and all that were just a big game to them.  It certainly seemed that way for a good portion of them.  Hell, Katie had my face in her breasts last night and they were all cheering, but she also had Leslie’s.  What exactly was going on here?  I wasn’t about to step on any rakes, so I decided to play it safe.

“Maybe next Saturday, you can get a shot from me,” she said with a sly smile.  She then headed for the door.  I couldn’t help but look at her beautiful big butt squeezed into the gray shorts.  She turned her head quickly and I immediately looked up, though I suspected she caught me.  “I’ll be here all day, in case you need anything.”  She paused.  “Anything at all…” She opened the door and left the room, leaving me in a wreck.

It was another hour before a team meeting was called.  Stacy insisted I join, as I was part of the team, albeit cooped up in the back, away from the public.  Everyone was gathered in front of the bar, and it was ten minutes until open.  Stacy ran through some basic notes such as who was working which tables that day, news about Dickies, etc.  Everyone was looking great, especially Stephanie.  Katie hadn’t made it in yet, so Stephanie definitely filled her shirt out better than anyone.  I noticed her shooting me a few glances throughout as well.

“Oh, one last thing,” Stacy said at the end of the meeting.  “Guys, I know you all like to have fun, but we’ve just got a message from corporate, and looks like they are really cracking down.  I’d hate to be the bad guy, and far be it from me to want to tell you who you can and can’t hook up with, but they’ve stated firmly now, no dating coworkers.”  Stephanie gave me a puppy dog look.  “Please, if you’re gonna do anything, just make sure I don’t hear about it, and make sure it doesn’t affect anything here, or I have to fire you, and you know I don’t want to do that.”  She pinched Lesie’s cheek.  “Because you all know how much I love each and every one of you.”

After the meeting ended, I headed back towards my cave where I would spend the rest of my time until lunch, when I passed by the kitchen and heard some familiar voices.  It was Leslie and Freddie.  I didn’t want to eavesdrop, but they weren’t exactly quiet and I wasn’t exactly thrilled about returning to work, so I just walked really slowly.  They didn’t seem to notice me.

“Look, it was fun, but you heard her.  We’ll get in trouble!” said Leslie.

“Come on, baby, don’t you want me in you?”

“Ugh, of course I do.  That monster is huge.  I just wanna bounce up and down on it all night.  But I can’t!  And besides, it would crush my boyfriend.  It was a stupid thing to do anyways.  Maybe this is for the best.”

It would appear their torrid love affair was over.  And it was so brief, too.  But I could somewhat sympathize with them; with the news we were just given, it was now clear I couldn’t pursue anything with Stephanie, or Katie, for that matter.  Not that I was certain I would, but now I knew that was off the table.  I focused on work and kept my mind busy, trying to avoid thoughts of Stephanie’s breasts bouncing in my head.  It wasn’t feasible, it wouldn’t work out.  I needed this job.  She wouldn’t last anyways.  A girl like her wanted nothing to do with a guy like me.  She had to be lying, both of them were.

Knock Knock

Another knock on my door, and this time it was Katie.  She had arrived.  As she entered my office, I was still not used to her height.  She towered over me, creating a dominating presence.  Her breasts were eye level, and I had to slightly look up just to maintain eye contact.  I know I was drooling over Stephanie’s breasts earlier, but Katie’s were truly bigger.  She was a bigger girl, but if it was a straight comparison, Katie took the gold regardless.  And these two were best friends?  What I would give to just hang out in that room while they were palling around.  Sitting in their bedroom in their underwear, feeling each other’s-

“So Brad, I heard the news.  Our sexy relationship can’t happen,” Katie said.

“Huh?”

“Haha, I’m fucking with you!  But I could see a lot of people around here getting pissed.  There have been so many hookups and relationships here, most of which crash and burn.  In fact, I don’t recall any relationship here ending positively.  Probably a good idea to cut ‘em off.”

“Yeah, usually doesn’t end well…” I replied.

“Hey, did you talk to Stephanie?  She just got back from vacation today.  I told her to introduce herself to you.”

“Yep, we talked this morning.  She seems nice,” I said.

She chuckled, her massive breasts bouncing in her tight top, the word DICKIES spreading out to insane lengths.  “It’s a real shame,” she said, giving off a big sigh.  “She said she had half a mind to ask you out on a date.”  She let that simmer for a bit.  She changed her mood quickly.  “Anyhoo, I’ll be around, don’t be a stranger!”  She turned and left, giving me a nice view of her ass.

Hours later, I was heading out for lunch.  I decided against eating food here, even though it would be free.  As a man obsessed with numbers and being financially savvy, this would seem like a huge issue, but I had several reasons.  One was that I knew who was working in that kitchen, the big dicked monster Freddie, and I knew what he liked to do back there.  Two, I didn’t want to be seen with too many people from here considering the new guidelines.  And three, I felt like I should take my lunch to separate myself from where I worked.  While it would be nice to have a consistently free lunch, and I would certainly be saving money, my decision was smarter for all of the other reasons.

And so I left… or tried to leave.  I could here Stephanie pleading with someone and I instantly drew closer.

“Please, ma’am, there’s nothing I can do about it-”

“Shut the fuck up, what don’t you understand?  Take your big tits and big ass out of here and get me someone else!”

As I rounded the corner and saw the commotion, a woman was yelling at Stephanie from her seat.  She was seated with a man, who seemed incredibly embarrassed and was holding his face with his hands.  I could hear him trying to slip in words to calm her down, but nothing was working.

“Okay, let me go get someone else,” Stephanie tried to say, but it was too late.  The girl got out of her chair and with a blind rage shoved Stephanie in her shoulders, sending her flying.  Fortunately, I was right behind her, and she collided with me.  I was quick enough to get my hands out and catch her.  The woman wasn’t strong enough to send her toppling over me, so it didn’t knock either of us down, but it was enough to send us staggering back, and my back tapped a wall, where we were able to stop.  Stacy arrived and began yelling at the woman.  As I listened, it would seem the man there was looking at Stephanie’s cleavage and the girl, now clearly a girlfriend, was upset over it.  Why did she come to this bar?  Why did the dude bring her here?  These would be questions that would probably never be resolved, but I was glad that Stacy had-

“Enjoying yourself?” Stephanie asked.

I didn’t know what she was talking about at first.  All the adrenaline pumping through my body had distracted me from what I was doing.  I had indeed caught Stephanie, and we were leaning against a wall.  I now realized her thick butt was now pressing against my midsection, and that suddenly felt great, but that wasn’t the craziest part.  What was worse was that my hands had grabbed her on either side of her ample chest.  I was aiming for her waist, but they took up so much real estate and I had so little time to react, I must have just grabbed the biggest thing(s) I could.  And god they felt good.  And firm.  Granted, I was holding on to the cloth part, but it was still incredibly erotic.

Of course, I let go as soon as I could.  Luckily, Stacy, as well as everyone else in the restaurant, was absorbed with the screaming woman, who was now being escorted out of the building.  Nobody saw our situation over here.  She turned around, her cheeks a little rosier than usual.

“I’m so sorry,” I said.

“No way, thank you for catching me,” Stephanie said.  She seemed very happy about it for someone who was just shoved.  Her eyes met mine and I was sure there was actually something there, but I felt Tracy’s hand on my shoulder.  One was on Stephanie’s as well.

“Everyone alright?” she asked.

We both nodded.

“Phew, well she’s outta here, so no worries about her anymore.  These skinny bitches do not like you, Steph.”  She left us, and I said my goodbyes and parted ways as well, still thinking about feeling her soft, huge boobs in my hands.

And that's how I spent the rest of the day.  After lunch I came back to work and kept chugging along, but the feeling wouldn’t leave.  A girl that hot falling into my hands, literally, was a hard one to shake.  I was able to get a lot done, even managing to automate some pointless tasks.  I figured the first thing I would ask for was some more advanced technology.

I stayed the whole day, as in from open to close.  I was to make sure all of the money was returned to me appropriately.  I had a few days off, so it wasn’t as stressful as it sounds, but it was certainly a long day.  As soon as 2am hit, I wandered around waiting for everyone to turn in their cash.  I ran into Katie by the bar.

“Hey shortie,” she said to me.  “I heard about the big brawl from earlier.  You okay?”

“Me?  Yeah I’m good.  Stephanie got shoved, there was a lot of shouting, that was about it.”

“Stephanie told me you were her knight in shining armor,” she said, almost jokingly.

“Well I wouldn’t say that.  She was basically shoved into me.  I would hardly call it heroic.  More like a secondary victim or something.”

“If I got shoved, would you catch me too?” she asked, batting her eyes seductively.  She was now leaning forward, her elbow on the counter.  Her massive breasts hanging in front of me.  I tried not to look, but, you know…

“Of course, but again, I-”

“Would you… grab on to the same… parts?”

Now I knew what she was trying to get at.  I didn’t really know how to answer that question.  “Well… I mean… I would… you know…”

She laughed, then slapped me on the back.  “I’m probably too big for you anyways.  If you tried to catch me I’d probably crush you.”  She got back up and headed away from me, but she stopped and whispered in to my ear “but I’d love to see you try.”  She walked away, wiggling her big butt seductively.