Lady Paulson one shots...pt.2

Ride it cowgirl

This is kinda long I'm trying something out. Lmk if you guys don't mind the longer chapters.

My job isn't hard. As a bartender in Miami, of course I have a few men who get too drunk and try to flirt. But I also have the men who just want to sit, talk and watch the game and leave me a generous tip. Then I have the women.

The women. Some want attention. Some want to drink. Some want to talk. Some want to party...and some want a little taste of me.

My bosses are cool. One owns multiple bars and restaurants and the other is a part time dj. Who, on nights like tonight, will turn this place into a club. Tonight is going to be a busy night.

Which means I basically just get to have fun and leave with lots of money in my hands.

"Y/n!" My coworker Jess calls me into the main area. I was hiding in the back talking to my main boss, Rick. "YEAH!" I shout as I exit the little office space and walk towards the bar area. Jess is standing on the bar trying to grab the last glass to clean. "Jerry called you." Jerry is my dj boss. I walk to the stage where his equipment is set up. "You summoned me?" He giggles and connects a few wires into his laptop.

"Can you turn the ceiling lights on." And before I could even ask "yes the spinning strobe ones, your favorite" I smirk and turn them on. The area immediately turned club scene. "My favorite." I whisper to myself. Feeling excited for what's to come tonight. I step behind the bar and prep my area. Right in the middle of the bar, center of attention. "Can I drink tonight?!" I ask as my main boss Rick walks into the room, sitting on the chair in front of my station. "Don't you always?" He asks. I giggle and wipe down the counter.

"Well yes but I wanted to try being a great employee and ask for permission." He scoffs "thought I'd try something different tonight." I say smiling and biting my tongue. Rick laughs out loud sarcastically and scrolls through his phone. "Oh! y/n it's bull night. So pick your partner" I squeal. Bull nights are my favorite.

I walk to the employees changing rooms seeing all my coworkers sitting and talking amongst each other. I smile seeing our outfits. Tonights theme is county night. So we are all wearing black thigh high bedazzled boots, bedazzled shorts, buckled belts, black long sleeve v-neck crop tops, and black cowgirl hats. We looked cute.

My outfit had a slight difference. My shirt had jeweled detailing and my name on the back of my shirt in crystals. I curled my hair and had my bedazzled hat on. "T-MINUS 20 MINS!!" I yelled as I walked behind the bar. I checked my reflection one last time before watching my bosses guide a group of men carrying a mechanical bull into the room. I sit on my little chair and watch them set it up.

"I'm going to ride that even if it's the last thing I do." My coworker Giselle laughed. "Wanna be my cowgirl?" I ask. She smiles and we shake on it.

About 15 mins later the bull was set up and I was ready. Jerry began his first song and my excitement began to rise. Our first wave of customers walk
in. One of our regulars and his wife wave at me
"Y/N!" I wave back and smile "your usual?" I ask as they take a seat at the bar, beginning to make conversation with my boss Rick and I.

About three hours later the room is about filled. My girls and I have already made more than $100 each within the short amount of time. Currently, I'm making three margaritas and enjoying the music, singing along and messing around with my coworkers. A voice says my name. "Y/n?" I spin my head in the direction of the unfamiliar voice. A blonde woman with soft loose curls and pearls adorning her neck smiles. "Sorry dear I just needed to get your attention."

I smile and pass the margaritas towards their requesters. "No worries. How can I help you?!" I lean over the counter getting as close as I can to hear over the music. "This is my first time here! What would you recommend?!" She says eyeing me up and down. I smile widely "What's your favorite liquor?" I ask the woman. "Tequila!" She yells. I laugh and turn my head to look at the wall of liquor behind me. "Well your in luck! We have my favorite bottle that I'm willing to share with you if you promise to buy me a shot!" I grab a bottle of Don Julio 1942 and wave it around tauntingly.