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The sun shone brightly as Kristen made the rounds answering want ads a few days after arriving for her first fall semester at Penn State. The next job on her list was waitressing at a country club. Her sole waitressing experience was a couple of summer months at a department store lunch counter. It was harder than she expected but Kristen was a hard worker. And she needed to work to avoid too much debt of student loans.Driving into the perfectly manicured grounds she found the place intimidating. When a young man came out and directed her to stop under the portico of the front door she told him she was only there about the waitressing job. He opened her car door and handed her a numbered white tag. “Just go in there and ask for Mr Taylor. I’ll have your car.” He sat in her Civic and drove off.The interview for the job, considering how richly appointed the interior of the club appeared, wasn’t much of a interview at all. It consisted of chatting with Mr. Taylor who Kristen found handsome and pleasant and then trying on the waitress uniform to “see how it fits”. At first she was taken aback by the tiny hot pants, crisp white blouse and cropped red jacket. It wasn’t that Kristen had any complaints about her body, she knew the outfit would make her look hot. That was exactly the problem. This country club didn’t seem like the kind of place she wanted to look hot.Yet Kristen couldn’t help admiring herself in the three-way mirror of the dressing room. Still only nineteen and naive about so many things, Kristen was anything but an innocent. She turned and looked over her shoulder at her backside. She felt almost as if she was wearing a sexy Halloween costume. She owned plenty of short dresses and skirts but her legs never felt so long as they looked in those tiny tight shorts. The cropped jacket provided some cover for her breasts that she considered too large and it somehow even made her legs look longer! There was a make-up table in the room, but she brought no cosmetics so she just pinched her cheeks and said to her image in the mirror, “Showtime!” Jack Taylor was impressed by how giddy and flirty the leggy college girl seemed to become wearing the outfit. Kristen was barefoot, not wanting to spoil the look with the light hikers she had worn with her jeans.”Do you have a pair of black high-heels?” Jack asked her.”Really? I’d have to work in high-heels?”Yes.””Yeah, almanbahis şikayet OK, I have a pair,” Kristen said, her enthusiasm obviously blunted. “I guess I can get used to them.”Jack finished the interview and after Kristen changed back into her own clothes he gave her the particulars of the job. The pay was disappointing to Kristen, but Jack said the tips would be “very, very good” and the uniforms were all cleaned and readied by the club. She accepted the job with the stipulation that she would have off for all off the Nittany Lions home games. Jack said he could work with that and she would be starting on Tuesday. He said that would give her a few days to train before the weekend.”One more thing,” Jack said.”Yes?””Some of the men here at the club can get, well you know, a little fresh with their hands touching some of the girls,” Jack said while looking straight at Kristen as if trying to gauge her reaction. When he detected none he added, “But I guess with a body like yours you’re probably used to that kind of stuff.”Kristen smiled. “Not really, Frank Grayson is my boyfriend, my guy since I was sixteen.”That news made Jack stiffen. Kristen noticed with the same satisfaction as always whenever guys learned about Frank. A year older than her, Frank was in his second year at Penn State and had already gained quite a reputation as last season’s starting freshman linebacker for the Lions. With two games of the new season already under his belt Frank was receiving as much coverage in sports pages across the state as any of the players. The hulking threat of his punishing on-field performance seemed to cast a protective cloak around Kristen wherever she went.Frank got angry when Kristen told him about taking the job at the club. “The men’s golf lounge? I was there once. You have to wear those hot pants?””You were there?”Yeah a booster took me there last year. It might be considered a ‘gift’ so I’m not supposed to tell anyone. I don’t like the idea of you working there. I’m surprised you took the job.””Why?” Kristen asked, but she knew why, she liked seeing Frank get possessive of her.”Those waitresses are all really sexy, is all, and those men…” Frank said before Kristen interrupted.”Well I’M really sexy aren’t I?””Yes, baby,” Frank said putting his arms around her then looking right into her eyes, “but you’re MY sexy baby.””And almanbahis canlı casino I will always be your sexy baby, Frank. You know how much I love you,” Kristen stood on her tip toes and pushed her lips up against his.All of Kristen’s sexual experience had come from Frank. He had taken her virginity after school in his bedroom when she was just sixteen. He was big and menacing and she loved him because of it. He fucked her hard, driven by some deep need, even that first time. Led Zeppelin’s Stairway to Heaven played loud enough to mask her screams of the initial pain from him puncturing her. She “bled buckets” before being swept along on the shear joy of being made love to for the very first time. To this day Kristen considers the experience wonderful. She fell even more in love with him and gave herself completely to him, clung to him with a willingness to do anything he wanted and more, everything she could imagine he wanted.Her imagination was richer then his. Fueled with books and magazine articles about ways to satisfy her man, Kristen spent much of her time conjuring ways to make him happy.She loved blowing him, flitting her tongue over the swollen head before engulfing it with her mouth. She kept working her tongue against that most sensitive area even as she milked it hard with her lips. She swallowed his cum the very first time, surprised and ecstatic at the result of the effect she had on him. She quickly progressed from simply letting his semen pour down her throat to savoring it throughout her mouth as she acquired a taste for his scent and texture. She smacked her lips giggling and smiled at him afterwards. Eventually she learned to take his cock deep in her mouth, beyond her gag point, sacrificing her throat to his pleasure. She grew to crave his rough thrusts as she hung her head off the bed in his bedroom and felt his balls swing against her forehead then press against her eyelids as he groaned in ecstasy as he emptied himself in her throat.Even more than giving oral Kristen liked being fucked. She rode Frank’s cock with the animated abandon of a teenage dragon lady. Even when he was on top of her with his weight and power driving into her the movement of her lithe body beneath him was eager, hungry to get every bit of sensation out of each thrust.She was never ready to quit before he was. As they cuddled almanbahis casino she would gently play with his soft penis to make it hard for a second round. She often wanted more but as the school year wore on it became rare for Frank to want to go even a third time. When he was done he simply rolled away from her leaving Kristen with a vibrant electric quivering sensation radiating from the center of her sex up into her breasts and neck. She enjoyed the feeling but sometimes masturbated when she got back to her own bedroom.Frank said he loved her but talked about how they were too young to have an exclusive relationship. He wanted to be free to see other people even though she “would always be his girl”. She grudgingly accepted it but even as he took his freedom with other girls Kristen remained true. She cried each time she learned of him having sex with another girl. At least he always came back to her and they were regarded as a couple. Still, as powerful as Kristen’s need was to satisfy Frank, his need to make a conquest of other girls was equally strong.Frank was a year older than Kristen and football took him directly to main campus on full scholarship. Kristen worked hard to maintain her nearly straight “A” average to be accepted to main campus the following year. She hoped they would be together then, but Frank had to live in the dorm with the team and as a freshman she was required to live in the dorm too. Between their studies, his training and her job they saw even less of each other than the year before when she visited him on weekends. The job in the men’s golf lounge at the country club became a refuge for Kristen during the fall football season when she really didn’t get to spend much time with Frank. Jack proved to be right, the members of the club were pigs. They were often silly and mostly quite charming. Kristen got to know all of them. For each of them with self made wealth there was one with a family entitlement. Male self-confidence abounded in either case.Kristen like to watch the self confidence dissolve when each man learned she was Frank Greyson’s girl. She didn’t hold it over them. Kristen’s open cheerleader personality and bright natural flirtatiousness soon made her one of the favorites with the men even as her relationship with Frank kept them generally well behaved. Jack was cool too, quiet but commanding, and his presence maintained the decorum of the club.She became friends with the other girls, Karen and Tracy, also students. Tracy was kind of aloof at first and Kristen assumed it was because Tracy, in her punk rocker sort of way, was the prettiest other waitress.

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