When I was in college I worked as a waitress, and one thing I didn’t like about the restaurant I worked as was they pooled the tips. I felt I did a better job than most of the other ladies there, and I deserved what was given to me. It did not make sense to me to pool it and they get my tips. One night after work I decided to take some money out of the tip jar I felt was rightfully mine a customer had given me earlier. He’d been very generous and I did not want to share it.
The owner saw me take it. He was coming out of his office when he saw me dipping my hand into the tip jar and asked what I thought I was doing. I told him. I wasn’t stealing, I was reclaiming what had been given to me earlier. He said that wasn’t how things worked around here. He also told me if I wanted to keep my job at all, I’d best get naked and bend over that table right now. I was shocked, but did not know what to do. I needed the money, so I did it.
I was soon bent over the table I’d served at not an hour before. He grabbed me by the hips and rammed his dick into me. I figured he wouldn’t take long and this would be over. He lasted longer than I thought he would though and grunted and huffed and puffed his way through it. Calling me a bad little slut and a thieving little whore. I could feel his cum filled balls slapping against me and I knew he was getting close from his quick, jagged breaths. He finally groaned and I could feel his warm load drip down my leg. I went to the bathroom to clean up after he pulled out and I got dressed and went home to shower. What a pig he was, but I still had my job.
