Bartending: Fake ID

The night wound down a while ago. Sometimes on a Wednesday, we get a rush toward midnight, but tonight there wasn’t even a trickle. It was one AM and John, my only customer for the last 30 minutes, just settled his tab. As he walked out, I went and locked the doors. As I was locking the third door, a car with PA tags pulled up. There were 4 or so people inside but only one got out. Packaged goods. The girl that got out had short brown hair teased up. She was nineteen trying to look twenty-one. I told her we were just closing up and she said she just needed to grab a case of Yuengling. I held the door and looked at the car as she walked in. The light hit the driver just enough that I could see she looked young too. This would be interesting. The drinking age being 21, I was

pretty sure how this would go. I was going to ID her before she entered but what the heck, I’ll play the game.

I walked around the bar and asked her for ID. She handed me a driver’s license. Fast…too fast. I smiled and looked. Low and behold the ID was issued a week ago. It was real. The DUP in the corner told me it was a duplicate. The photo matched the girl but I doubted the information was really hers. I looked for what I would question her on. Zodiac sign? Zip code? The street name was

some looooong word, hard to pronounce. Probably named to honor a Native American tribe.

I looked at her, “Ok Jennifer, what’s your street address?”

She rattled it off quickly.

“That’s a nice area, lived there long?” I had no clue about the neighborhood but I knew the town.

“My whole life.”

“Spell the street name.”

“Ummm…ahhh…I…” defeat washed across her face.

“Sorry Jen-ni-fer,” I drew out her name, “I can’t serve you, but I’ll give you this ID back so you can study your friend’s information better.”

“Please, I’ll pay extra. You’re the last place open between here and the shore. I’ll give you 40 bucks plus the cost of the beer. We won’t drink till we get to where we are going. I’m 19, just a little shy.”

Nailed her age I thought to myself. This was tempting since the night was slow but I was already set to get on down the road to my hang out. “Look I’d love to help you Jennifer, but the ABC has been hammering our area recently. With my luck, you are one of their undercovers. They could also be sitting outside watching the place waiting for you to walk out. Sorry, I can’t take the chance. Listen,

study that ID and try again another day. Make sure you know everything on that ID. Even the fact that the birthdate makes you a Gemini. Which should be easy since that is the double identity. Anyway, I gotta stock the bar. Better luck at the next place.”

“I thought a cute guy like you would give a girl a break.”

“I appreciate the flirting but, don’t ya think that is exactly what the ABC agent would do? Have a nice night. I’m trying to get out of here so I can have some fun at the next place.”

I watched her walk out the door, damn she had a nice ass. Another day maybe.

I looked back at the beer coolers. Mentally I listed what I needed and made my way back to the walk-in. I was stacking the cases near the door on a hand cart so I could get them all at once. The cooler door opened and I figured the owner had stopped by for the bar till. I turned to see Jennifer standing in the doorway naked. I jumped in surprise. She looked stunning. She had pert round C-cup breasts and her nipples were ready to cut glass. Her waist slimmed and then her hips rounded out. She had a neatly trimmed bush.

“Do I look like an ABC agent now?” I shook my head. She moved over to a stack of beer cases and sat down. She pulled her legs up and leaned back on her elbows across several cases. Her legs were spread wide and I could see her glistening folds. She ran her fingers through her bush. “My boyfriend dumped me a month ago and I haven’t had any since. I was going to the shore for a long weekend to go wild and forget him. It has been a long hour in the car driving here from Pennsy. I have been horny the entire time thinking about what this weekend is gonna be like. I figure I might as well start early. Maybe I’d change your bad luck. I like to try new places. You wanna have some fun here instead of the next place.”

“Oh yeah, here will do…” I stammered.

“I’m ready, do what you like.”

I walked over to her my cock hardened in my pants with every step. I knelt down and pulled her to the edge of the cases of beer. She fell back so she was laying across them. I dove into her pussy. I shoved my tongue into her folds and licked and sucked on her lips.