“Well, I’m sure whoever it’s for, they’ll love what you pick from this place.” She says in her teasing tone, clearly mocking the fact that I’m shopping at a gift shop in a casino, but hey, it’s all I have as a go-to right now. Anything will be better than nothing.
“Oh, and while I have you, if it’s okay, I thought I’d clock out a little earlier tonight? My feet are killing me and since Kristen said she wouldn’t mind clocking in early, I think I’m good to go?”
“I wouldn’t mind at all. But before I forget to mention this, I believe that weasel of a man teasing you earlier while placing his bet would like to be your daddy.” I joke, a smile crossing my face as I can see her cheeks blush.
It had been clear the guy from earlier was holding back no moves to show her just how much money he has. It was rather annoying to have to watch him even speak to her but I knew if I stepped in, nothing good would come.
“Yeah, well, if he wants to spend money then he should keep doing it here at the casino, right?” She says, pouting at me as if I’m coming down on her.
She doesn’t know what that pout can do to a man.
“Are you the Manager?” A woman asks, walking up to me with clear intentions to complain. I can’t say this is uncommon, especially given it’s Friday night.
I let out a heavy sigh as she approaches.
Here we go.
“Do you know your bathroom toilet is clogged, not one, but two?” The woman asks, throwing a hand on her hip.
“I was unaware of that, ma’am. My apologies.” I respond, giving her the best smile I can muster up. Out the corner of my eye, I can see Bella trying her best to hide a smile.
“Even if this is a family-owned business, I still don’t
see anything funny about this.” The woman says angrily as she sights Bella’s grin.
It certainly once was a family-owned business, but times have changed; that doesn’t mean anything less of this place. I take great pride in what I’ve built this place up to be.
“We will make sure it’s taken care of, ma’am. I will get someone on the phone right away.”
I take out my cell phone and make the call, a gesture that assures the customer is always right and that I’m not a slacker by any means. Plus, I need this lady out of my way asap. I have plans to attend to.
The moment maintenance answers the line, I begin to explain the situation. When the conversation progresses to the point where I needed to identify which restroom it is, I look up to the woman for some kind of clue as to which direction to say, when she shouts, “The direction I came from!”
Perfect. Good enough for me.
I hit end on the call and slide my phone back in my slacks as I turn my focus to the woman.
“There, it will be taken care of. Maintenance is on their way right now.” I say to her, finding it hard to support the friendly smile still on my face. She can tell my amusement with her anger as it’s the least of my worries right now.
“This will be the last time I’ll be coming here. So unprofessional!” She yells, rolling her eyes.
“It’s okay. If you do decide to come back, daddy will make sure you get the best treatment around here, won’t you, daddy?” Bella turns to me, asking in a sweet, innocent tone.
What did she just call me?
I clear my throat.
“It’s never my intention to lose a customer. We would love to have you back one day soon. I’m willing to give you a room on the house for your troubles.” I say to the woman, throwing anything out there to lighten the situation. I have far greater things to focus my attention on.
I clear my throat once more as my cock keeps pulsing since the second Bella called me daddy.
That was the first time I’ve heard that word slip from her lips, and I promise, it will not be the last.
Though I’m sure she was just playing along with the customer’s notion that we’re a family-owned business, but still, I can’t get Bella’s voice out of my head.
“My daddy really is a hardworking man. He’s worked hard to keep this place up and running in tip-top shape.”
My dick can’t contain itself with this role-play. Hearing that word from her is going to get me in trouble. I need to get out of here.