A/N PLEASE READ THIS, THIS IS AN IMPORTANT NOTICE(S)
🛑there will be a large age gap y/n will be 17 and tommy will be in his 30s because it's set in the 90s🛑
🛑also some ddlg and daddy kink🛑
- if any of these things make you uncomfortable please skip this chapter
thank you
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"fuck"
i mumbled to myself as i sat down on bar top
i took deep breaths to calm down, being a bartender is hard work all the mixing, shaking, being hit on by creepy old men it's a hard days work
i mean sure i admired the attention from older men, i've never liked boys my own age at all i always seemed to go for much older men
as i was sat on the bar top sipping a coke i heard the door open.
oh my god, holy fucking shit
DILF
i instantly felt my cheeks heat up and an increasing wetness between my thighs, i tensed my legs together
as he approached i slid off the bar top and tightened the bunches in my hair. he swaggered over with so much attitude and confidence then stopped at the bar
i took another sip of my coke through my straw and then placed it to the side, cleared my throat and said sweetly
"hi, can i get you anything?"
he had a dirty smirk plastered on his face as he noticed the nervousness in my voice almost as if he got off to the fact he intimidated me
"yes you can get me something"
he announced whilst inhaling his cigarette and his eyes roamed my body
"jack, double please sweetie"
he crooned as i looked at him with my big eyes
"sure thing coming right up sir"
i said cheerfully but instantly mentally facepalming myself. why on earth did i call him sir
"how old are you doll, you look a little young to be working in such a scary place. a little girl like you huh?"
he said slightly patronisingly
"well i'm 17, 18 in a month. my mother knows the owner so he got me a little job here"
i said hastily whilst putting a few cubes of ice in his whiskey and placing it in-front of him
"thank you little girl, ever so kind"
he praised as he slid a $20 bill in-front of me
"that's no problem sir, i will just get your change"
i smiled
"oh no no no, that won't be necessary love. you keep that for yourself"
he winked as he took a sip of his drink, but he never took his eyes of me
"so how old are you?"
i asked curiously
"old enough to know better"
the man chuckled
"what's your name?"
i asked, hoping to get a straight answer this time
"Tommy, tommy lee. how about you baby, does that pretty face have a name?"
he said sweetly
"y/n, my names y/n"
i said blushing at his remark
"that's a nice name you got there doll"
he confessed whilst sipping down the last of his drink
