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Working/rent
Amy Washermann
Paying the Rent
By my junior year in college, I had to live off campus.
On campus housing was not guaranteed past the sophomore year
and I had failed to win a dorm room in the lottery. Despite
having a half scholarship, student loans (I was so broke I
qualified for everything!) and two part time jobs (I was a
waitress at a college hang out and cashiered at a shoe
store), I could not afford an apartment. I found a family
that was renting out a room near campus. They live in a
slightly run down area and were apparently just making ends
meet themselves. But the price was right, $100.00 a month.
I had to share a bathroom and eat on campus but it was
livable. I figured I would be at school or work most of the
time anyway so I would only be using it to sleep.
The couple, Bob and Linda, were in there late thirties.
They had two children, Bob Jr who was 16 and Maryanne who
was 14. Bob worked as a beer deliveryman and looked like he
sampled his wares often (big gut). He was big (6' 4"} all
over and quite loud and cocky. Linda was in sharp contrast
to her husband, small and frail looking almost anemic. She
was quiet and meek always deferring to Bob. The kids fit
much the same pattern with Bob Jr being a smaller replica of
his father (loud and boisterous) and Maryanne being slight
and quiet. I must admit that Bob scared me little bit and
it disturbed me the way Bob Jr. looked at me and seemed to
hang around me a lot.
The fall semester past and I did not have any troubles
at the house. As I expected, I spent little time during the
day there, usually leaving by eight in the morning and
rarely returning before ten at night. I only seemed to see
the family during the weekends between working my jobs. My
troubles started in late December. With final exams, I had
to cut back on my work. Because I was under so much stress
with exams, I caught a flu bug that kept me in bed for two
weeks after exams were finished. Then, one of my student
loan grants was late so I had to pay the bill myself until
the grant would arrive (it turned out it arrived the second
week in February!). My meager resources had been stretched
beyond the breaking point. I did not have enough money to
buy books for my classes or to pay the rent. I talked with
the Financial Aid office but they could not help me as I
already had every loan and grant that I qualified for. I
thought I might be able to get enough to pay for my books by
getting an advance from my jobs. I would just have to get
an extension on paying my rent.
Bob was up that evening when I got home from the shoe
store at 10:00 pm(He usually went to bed early as he had to
start work at 5:00 AM but Thursday night was his bowling
night). He was in the rec room watching TV drinking a beer.
I sat down on a chair and told him I needed to talk to him
about the rent. He said that he had wanted to talk to me
too since I was already a week overdue. I explained to him
about the grant being late and that I would not be able to
pay the rent until it arrived. He stared at me and did not
say a thing for a long minute. Then he said that it was
unacceptable and that my personal problems didn't concern
him. I was shocked because I had expected him to listen to
reason. I was trying to think of which one of my friends I
could stay with for a little while. Since the new semester
didn't start for another week, they were all at home for the
break.
Bob looked at me kind of funny like he was enjoying
making me squirm. His ego may have needed to make me feel
bad to make him feel good. I thought maybe if I played on
that, he might let me stay. I used my best poor helpless
female voice and said that I didn't know what I was going to
do if he kicked me out. Bob said that he still wanted
"compensation" but maybe we could work something out. I
suggested that maybe I could help with the housework. He
said that Linda already did that and didn't need any help.
He said that there might still be a way. I knew he was
hinting at something but that he wanted me to suggest it. I
couldn't figure out what though (I was still pretty naive in
those days). He seemed frustrated that I couldn't come up
with it. Finally, he got up and walked down the hall to my
room saying that if nothing could be worked out, he guessed
he would have to pack my stuff up and set me out. I was
near tears at this point as I followed him down the hall and
into my small room. He had opened my closet and was taking
my bags out and setting them on the bed. He reached into
the top drawer of the dresser and took my clothes out and
set them in the bag. I said that I would do anything if he
just wouldn't kick me out (helpless hadn't worked, maybe
begging would). That may have not been the magic words but
they were close enough.
Bob stopped on the second drawer and turned around and
faced me. He asked me if I really meant it. I said yes.
He said that for a pretty girl like you, a way could be
worked out. The way he said that sent a chill down my
spine. Now I new what he wanted. He said that he had
certain "needs" that Linda wasn't always capable of
fulfilling and that if I did, he would consider this month's
rent paid. He was looking very intently at me waiting for
my response. I did not move as I considered my options. I
really didn't have any. I could get kicked out onto the
street in the middle of the cold winter night and walk
around the streets with all my possessions ( a motel room
was out of the question as I only had $1.67 in cash).
School was closed so I couldn't even hang out at the library
or somewhere else on campus. All my friends were home for
the break so there was no one to call. I really wasn't
looking forward to doing anything with Bob as he was big and
had a gut and certainly wasn't going be very concerned about
me. Not my first choice for the fourth man I would go to
bed with (The first two were boyfriends back from my high
school days and I had only one boyfriend my sophomore year
but that had ended). But what choice did I have?
I said "Just tonight, right?", He signalled yes. "And
the month is paid off?", Again he said yes. $100.00 for an
evening of unpleasantness wasn't too bad (especially for
someone as poor as I was). "What about your family?", I was
looking for an escape. Closing the door to my bedroom Bob
said, "They are all asleep in the other part of the house.
As long as you don't scream, we should be alright." I
slowly said "O-kay" and he broke into a big grin.
He responded "O-kay! Boy, I have always wanted to see
those tits, so hurry up!" As I said, Bob was crude. I
slowly pulled my outer sweater over my head and set it on
the bed. He quickly moved the bags onto the floor and sat
down on the bed. I un-tucked my turtle neck from my jeans
and pulled that over my head too. He was practically
drooling looking at me standing before him in my bra. I
reached down and started to unbutton my jeans. He said
"forget that for now, I want to see those tits!" I stopped
and hesitated (no reprieve from the governor!). He said
"come on now." I reached back and unhooked the bra. I
lowered the straps and removed it. Bob whistled softly. "I
knew that were big but they are absolutely gorgeous!" I was
turning twenty shades of red standing in front of him
topless. He said, "Bring those babies over here so I can
get a closer look. I stepped in front of him at the edge of
the bed. As I did, his hands came up and grabbed my
breasts. He tried to take the whole thing into his hands
but could not cover them up. He took the nipples between
his thumb and his finger and began to tweak them. Though I
was still disgusted with the thought of what I was going to
have to do to pay rent, my nipples responded and hardened.
He bent his head over and took one of the nipples in his
mouth. He sucked it, then bit down on it (subtle he
wasn't). I pulled back slightly and he released and put his
mouth on the other. After he pulled off he said, "You
certainly put Linda to shame!" (She is slight and almost
flat chested) He played with my breasts a few more minutes,
licking and fondling them, resting his head in my cleavage.
Bob said, "Boy this is heaven. A guy could get lost in
here!"
Finally, he pulled back and looked up at me. "O-kay,
lets see the rest of you." I stepped back and slipped my
shoes off. I bent over and pulled both socks off. Then, I
unbuttoned my jeans and put them on the bed with the rest of
my clothes. Bob was breathing noticeably heavier and I
could see a bulge in his pants. I pulled down my panties
and threw them with the rest of my clothes. I was now
standing naked in front of Bob. He looked appreciatively up
and down me. He gave me a hand signal to spin around. I
turned slowly and he let out another whistle. "You are some
piece of work. Come here." I steeped back to in front of
him and his hands reached behind me and fell on my bottom.
He squeezed each bun and stared at my pussy. Finally, his
right hand left my bottom and came to the front. He slid
his hand threw my pubic hair and a finger entered my vagina.
A second joined it and he felt all around my insides.
"Nice", he purred. He pulled his hand out and patted the
bed next to him. I picked up my clothes from the bed and
set them on the dresser. Bob quickly pulled his bowling
shirt off and kicked his shoe off. As I turned back to the
bed, he was lowering his slacks and undershorts together.
He had a prominent beer gut and was quite hairy. He had a
small thin penis (about four inches). He sat back on the
bed and I sat stiffly next to him.
Bob reached down and stroked his cock. "Why don't you
kiss it?", more an order than a request. I wasn't very
experienced in oral sex and his smallish cock hardly looked
appetizing. I bent over and took the tip in my mouth and
sucked with my lips. He roughly grabbed the back of my head
and pushed me down on his cock. My nose was in his pubic
hair and I could feel his balls on my chin. His hands were
in my hair and he pulled and pushed. He was basically
masturbating himself with my mouth. After about three
minutes, he moaned and pulled my head down hard and would
not let me escape. He started to shoot in my mouth and I
had no choice but to swallow. He tasted bitter. Bob said,
"Now lick it clean like a good little girl." I licked
halfheartedly and took his dick out of my mouth. Atleast he
didn't have much staying power and now it was over.
But it wasn't. Bob told me, "Lie back and get ready
for the ride of your life." I laid on my bed and got ready
for what was to come. He had not really regained his
erection yet but that wasn't going to stop him. He climbed
on top of me and I could fell all his weight. I could
barely breath. He reached back and grabbed his dick. No
preliminaries or anything, he just slipped it in. Needless
to say, I wasn't very well lubricated as not much about the
situation excited me. Luckily, he was not fully erect so it
didn't hurt to terribly. He started stroking in and out and
he hardened slightly. "Now doesn't that feel good?", he
asked. I just turned my head away but he would have none of
that. He pushed my head back straight and stuck his tongue
into my mouth. After a couple minutes, he was fully erect.
My breathing was coming hard, more the result of his weight
crushing me then what he was doing.
He stopped and said, "I want to do something different,
Linda only lets me do it this way. I want to get a hold of
those tits. Roll over and we'll do it like the dogs." He
pulled out and I rolled over on my belly. "Now lift that
ass up!", he instructed. I rose to my knees and buried my
face in the pillow. Atleast I wouldn't have to let him in
my mouth anymore. SMACK he slapped my ass! I jumped a
little as he made me spread my legs a little wider. He
entered swiftly and put his weight over my back. He reached
around and grabbed my breasts and started squeezing them
hard. He seemed to have only one pace (fast) and was
pushing in and out. He groaned and pulled out his dick and
shot his sperm all over my back. I collapsed and he just
stayed on his knees behind me. I hoped that it was finally
over.
Bob got off the bed and started putting his clothes
back on. "Pretty good wasn't it? I knew you were a hot
little number. Maybe you'll want to pay next months rent
this way too?" I just laid on the bed hoping he would
leave. He finished dressing and quickly left the room.
I got up and put my robe on. I went to the bathroom
and climbed under the shower. I turned it on extra hot and
scrubbed myself raw. I wanted to keep moving so I wouldn't
have to think about what had happened. But thoughts raced
threw my head. Finally, I rationalized that I had little
choice in the matter. And besides, I had managed to "pay"
the rent so I should have a little extra when the grant
finally arrived. Now all I had do to do was figure a way to
get books.
Friday morning, I got up early and out of the house. I
didn't want to face Linda (Bob would already be at work). I
knew that I wouldn't be able to get an advance from my shoe
store job. The shoe store wasn't a very busy store and
Lucy, the manager was a cold fish. I wouldn't get any
sympathy from her. Now Jack, the manager at the restaurant,
was another story. He was everyone's friend and I thought
he probably would give me the advance. Since the restaurant
didn't open until 11:00, I killed time by walking down to
the mall and window shopping.
I met Jack at the door of the restaurant when he
arrived at 10:00. He let the day crew in and we went to his
office. I told him that I needed and advance of $200.00 in
order to buy text books. Jack said, "I can appreciate the
spot your in but I can't give you an advance. If I gave you
one, that would open a whole can of worms because lots of
other people would want one. Now I know of a way for you
get that money, but you may not be interested." I told him
that I would listen. Jack continued, "I've got a bachelor
party schedule for the Green Room tonight and since Kathy
quit, I'm short one girl." Kathy was another waitress who
occasionally worked as a stripper for bachelor parties.
Usually, Jack would get a couple of girls from the "Wild
Stallion Lounge", a strip joint outside of town. Kathy
started doing parties for the extra money. She was
immediately ostrazied by all the workers (except the boys
who harassed her). She had put up with alot of insults and
hassles and had finally quit. Jack said, "The Wild Stallion
could only send one girl because Friday is a big night for
them. It pays $250.00 plus "tips"." I couldn't believe how
much it paid. No wonder Kathy put up with all the abuse. I
asked Jack exactly what I would have to do. "Well, you and
the other girl would do a strip tease for about twenty guys.
You would be expected to sit in the grooms lap and he would
probably touch you. You'll have to dance around all the
guys and some may touch you. You'll be expected to dance
for atleast an hour. Some of the girls earn "tips" by
working privately in the cloakroom. You wouldn't have to do
that but I hear that some of the girls make out pretty well.
Well, what do you think?" Good question. I didn't know
what I thought. On the one hand, I've a;ways been a bit shy
about my body and I didn't know if I had the guts to do
something like that, also, I didn't' want to become an
outcast from the other workers like Kathy had. On the other
hand, if I couldn't get my textbooks, I would fall behind
and could risk losing my scholarship, and any chance of ever
graduating. Also, the night before I had suffered far worse
for only $100.00. I told Jack that I had never done
anything like that and wouldn't know what to do. "Jill, the
dancer form the Wild Stallion can show you what to do." I
asked about the other workers finding out. "We will slip
you in and we never allow waiters in the room while the
girls perform. I'll personally guard the door." The crew
always had a way to find these things out though. I told
him I would do it on the condition that I would just dance,
none of the other stuff. "Fine, Jill will be happy to not
have to share the tips. I'll give you her number and you
call her and she'll set everything up."
I took the number and walked back to the mall. I had a
12-5 shift at the shoe store to work. I asked Lucy for and
advance, hoping to get out of the party tonight, but as
expected, she turned me down flat. I was having a tough
time concentrating on work because I was getting nervous.
Could I go through with it? What had happened last night
was one thing but to get up in front of a bunch of men and
strip was another. Also, I didn't have much time to think
about it last night but was having all day to anticipate the
party tonight. My stomach was beginning to do flip flops.
When it slowed down in the afternoon, I called the
number Jack had given me. Jill answered and I introduced
myself. She told me we had to be at the party at 10:00 (we
would go on about 10:30). She asked if I had a bikini to
wear tonight. I told her that I didn't (I have a rather
conservative one piece suit). She asked for my sizes and
said she would try to dig one up. She told me to bring the
one piece, just in case, and she would tell me what to do
before hand.
I stopped in the restaurant after finishing work. I
bummed a meal (I only had $1.67 and the school cafeteria was
closed for the break) and told Jack that I had made the
arrangements. He seemed pleased and told me that he would
let me in the back and take me directly to his office at
10:00 so maybe I wouldn't be seen.
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I walked back to my room
and quietly snuck in. I got to my room without seeing
anyone and laid down to rest. Sleep would not come as I
thought about what had happened last night and what I was
about to do tonight. The butterflies in my stomach grew. I
finally nodded off but slept fitfully. At 9:00, I got up
and dug out my bathing suit. I took all my clothes off and
put it on. Then I put my jeans and sweater on over it. I
was too nervous to wait in the room and I didn't want to
stay in the house so I bundled up and headed out. I got to
the restaurant at a quarter to ten and snuck into the office
without Jack's help. Jack popped his head in later and
asked if I was ready.
Jill came in about five minutes later. She said "hi'
as she took off her fur coat. She was a blond, a couple
inches taller than me (I would guess about 5' 6"), with blue
eyes and a cute face. She looked less built then me, about
34 C. She was wearing a white blouse and a red skirt. She
started hunting in her bag.
"Your not nervous are you, don't worry, just follow my
lead and you'll do alright, the first time is always the
scariest." She talked without letting me answer. She
pulled out a black bikini and handed it to me. "This ought
to work, I borrowed it from Laura, she's built pretty well
but maybe not quite as well as you, I think it may be only a
36D but we can make it fit." I took the tiny bikini. It
really was only a couple of strings with a couple of small
patches. "o-kay, why don't you try it on?" I kicked off my
shoes, pulled the sweater over my head and took off my
jeans. Jill laughed, "where you get that thing? How can
you get any sun in it?" I didn't feel like explaining that
I didn't have time to sit out in the sun and all used the
suit for was swimming at the school's indoor pool. I pulled
down the top of the suit as Jill stared. "They are sure
going love you! Now lets see if we can fit everything in."
She picked up the bikini top and handed it to me. I slid
the lower strap behind my back and tried pulling the cups
over my breasts. It was going to be a tight fit. I
literally had to stuff them into the cups and hold them in
while Jill tied the bow behind my neck (it was halter
style). "All you have to do is pull and it come down. Now
don't worry about going slow. More speed and less tease is
the rule at these type parties. Just let me go first and
follow my lead. I'll work one side of the room and you can
just mimic me on the other. Then we'll work our way back to
the front and take care of the groom." I lowered the
bathing suit and took it off. I took the bikini bottom and
pulled it on. It had ties also that went on each thigh.
"Now turn around so I can check it out." I complied. As I
was facing away from the door, it opened and Jack came in.
He quickly closed it behind him. "Wow, you look great Amy",
he said. I blushed and Jill giggled. "Get out of here so
we can get ready", she told him. "Okay, we served them
dinner about ten minutes ago so you have about twenty
minutes." He stared at me as he exited out the door.
"Alright, now I had better get ready", she said as she
unbuttoned her blouse. She had a tiny red bikini on under
her clothes. Her bikini bottom was more a G-string that
left most of her tight behind visible. "I understand you
don't want to work the room, I guess that leaves more for
me, don't get so prudish in me that you won't sit on the
groom's lap. That's part of the show. They are paying me
an extra $100.00 to blow the groom in front of the group.
Just stay to the side and work on his top, kiss him and what
ever till he's done. After we finish, we'll come back here.
Then I'll go to work and you can leave." Jill pulled a robe
out of her bag and put it on. She went to the mirror and
worked on her make-up. It was already heavy. "You had
better add some too." I told her that I hadn't brought any
and she lent me some of her's. I also hadn't brought a robe
and was beginning to get chilled. The knot in my stomach
tightened another notch. Jill made small talk and it helped
settle me down.
Jack knocked on the door and said "Showtime!" I almost
lost my dinner. Jill shrugged her robe off, picked up her
"boom-box", and opened the door. I nervously followed her
across the hall to the back entrance to the "Green Room".
Jack had graciously kept his word and the hallway was empty
and the door to the kitchen was closed. "Ready?', Jill
asked. All I could do was nod. Too late to back out now.
Jack opened the door to the "Green Room" . I followed Jill
into the room. The men all turned and started to whistle
and holler obscenities. They had already been drinking for
an hour and were feeling no pain. We were told that the
groom would be at the head of the table. A mustached man
sat there with his tie pulled down looking quite blissful.
"Hi Guys!", Jill shouted. They responded with hellos
and obscenities. Jill set down the "boom-box" and hit the
play button. A pulsing beat and some music poured from the
speakers. Jill started rolling her hips and dancing. I
took a deep breath and followed suit. The guys were
cheering. Jill danced to the far side of the room. I staid
on the other side. She worked her way down to the end of
the table. I dance down to that end too. She turned around
and her hands came behind her back and unhooked the bottom
of her bikini top. Then, she slowly pulled it over her
head, still facing away from the men. They were going wild,
yelling "Take it off, Shake those things", Etc. Jill
quickly turned around and a big cheer went up. Her breasts
had small brown nipples. It was a bit chilly in the room
and her nipples were standing up. She shook her chest and
the men went wild. Then they all turned to me.
My heart stopped beating. Jack had stayed at the door
after letting us in. His expression changed from one of
enjoyment to worry. The moment of truth had arrived. I
continue to dance and reached back to the tie behind my
neck. My hands shook and I couldn't get it to untie for a
second. But then it gave. I held both ends of the strings
out to my sides, keeping the cups on my breasts. All eyes
were on me and the men were shouting encouragements. I let
go of strings and closed my eyes as the cups fell free down
to my belly. The men whistled and cheered. I opened my
eyes and saw that Jack had a look of relief on his face.
Jill gave me a smile and continued here bump and grind. We
worked our way to the head of the table and Jill sat on the
grooms right leg. I took her cue and sat on the left leg.
His arms came around both our backs and I could feel his
hand fondling my nipple. They were quite stiff due to the
cool temperature. He was squeezing Jill's breast too. She
gave him an exaggerated deep kiss and then he turned to me.
I played along ad planted my mouth on his. I could taste
the alcohol on his breath. When I pulled apart, he dropped
his head into my cleavage and turned his head back and
forth, to the great amusement of the crowd. Jill rose and
headed for the side of the table that I had been on. I
removed his head and stood, walking to the far side of the
table.
The music continued to blare and Jill looked like she
was really getting in to it. She stopped at the middle of
the table, and climbed up onto it. She spun a couple of
times and then reached down to the bikini bottom. She
pulled it up tight against her crotch, the fabric almost
disappearing completely in her bottom. She kept turning so
that everyone could get a good view. You could just make
out the side of her pussy lips from the stretched bikini
bottom. She walked on the table to the head and turned her
behind to the rest of the men. Then she pointed her finger
at the groom and he rose. She took both of his hands in
hers and guided them to the sides of her bikini. He slipped
his hands in and you could see them move in the across her
bottom under the fabric. Jill did some pelvic thrusts into
his face. He made some remark and a face and the men broke
out in laughter. The he lowered his hand, bring the bikini
down with them. When they reached her feet, she stepped out
of them and turned around. The men were whistle and
yelling. Jill had a small Vee of light brown pubic hair
above a pink pussy that was shaven clean. I guess dancers
had to do that. She gyrated and did some pelvic thrusts.
She reached down and whispered to the groom who was still
standing. She bent a little at the waist and turned and
faced him. He dropped his head into her pussy and his hands
came around onto her bottom. The men cheered on their
buddy. Jill bent and said something else to the man. He
lifted his head and she turned around facing the men. She
reached around and patted the groom on his head. Jill had a
big smile on her face and seemed to be enjoying herself.
The grooms hands came around her sides and reached into her
naked pussy. Jill bent her knees out slightly, as his
fingers opened her pussy lips for all to see her most
private area. He slid a finger into her pussy and brought
it out and licked. The men all cheered. Jill started
dancing towards the middle of the table. She danced the
whole length of it so everyone could get a view. Then she
jumped off the end. It was my turn again!
One of the men moved aside so I could climb onto the
table. He gave me his hand for balanced and I thanked him.
I stood on the table and started to sway with the music.
One man yelled "shake them baby", so I bent until my chest
was just in front of his face and shook my breasts. Then I
moved to the center of the table facing the groom (he had
sat down after Jill had gotten down from the table). I had
said that I wasn't going to do anything but strip, and I
didn't want to change my mind now. I decided that I didn't
need any help removing my panties and I didn't want to be
fondled so openingly as Jill had. So I took both ties on
the bottom of my bikini and pulled. It came apart in my
hand and slid off completely. The men cheered and I tossed
the bottom off the table. I stood in the center and turned
around so everyone could get a good view. I danced the
length of the table, having to avoid some hands along the
way. I jumped down from the table. I could tell the men
were a little disappointed but that was tough. Jill gave me
a look that I couldn't figure out (it could have been o-kay
or maybe that I should do better).
Jill came to my side and took my hand. She whispered,
"Its time for me to take on the groom. Help out the best
you can." We walked to the front. Jill reached over and
turned the music off. We both sat on one of the grooms legs
as before (except before we weren't completely naked). His
arms snaked around us and his hand ended in my lap. He
reached into my thatch and found the opening. His finger
slid in and out. I could see he was doing the same with
Jill. The groom joked about this being too much fun, and
that he couldn't remember why he wanted to get married.
Jill joked back that he couldn't handle so much excitement
on a regular basis. The men had a good laugh and were
enjoying themselves.
"Your friends want to give your bachelorhood a special
send off tonight!", Jill announced. "With a little help
from my able bodied assistant, we plan to make this a night
you long remember!" We rose and took off the grooms jacket.
Jill had him stand up and lay on the end of the table. She
reached down and went for his belt. The groom gave an
anxious look around the table like he wasn't too sure he
wanted anything to happen in front of everyone. Sensing his
apprehension, Jill climbed on top of him and kissed him
deeply. She whispered in his ear and apparently reassured
him. Her hands dropped to his pants again and opened them
up. She climbed off the groom and pulled me to her side.
"Climb back up on the table and keep him busy. Kiss him and
cover his face with your tits. I can't afford him going shy
on me. He's pretty good with his tongue if you want to try
that once I'm started.", she whispered to me. I climbed
onto the table on my knees. I was at the center facing to
the end and he was on the end on his back. It made his face
at a rather tough angle for me (180 degrees opposite mine).
I bent down and started kissing him. He responded and his
tongue entered my mouth. I could see that Jill had taken
his cock out of his pants and the men cheered her as she
engulfed it. I could feel him tensing momentarily. I felt
a hand on my backside and then fingers slid into my pussy.
I gave a little jump and moved up the table to escape the
hand. My chest was over the grooms face. He went right to
work, licking and biting my breasts. I was surprised to
find that I was enjoying it. He had much more finese than
Bob had. Jill was working her tongue slowly up the
underside of his cock. Then she would return to nuzzle his
balls. Oral sex had always been a quick suck and mostly the
man fucking my mouth and I was surprised to see her
technique. Another hand reached for my bottom, replacing
the one I had avoided by scooting up the table. There was
no place to go.
I decided to take Jill's advice. I moved up and
lowered my pussy onto the grooms face. He had a big grin on
his face as he stuck his tongue out and my pussy landed on
it. I was already wet. I had never really had oral sex
performed on me. I hadn't planned to get so carried away
this night but it just seemed like the best alternative.
His tongue snaked into my pussy, sending shock waves through
my body. I let out a scream as he hit a sensitive spot.
Jill looked up from her work (she now had the big cock
buried in her mouth) in surprise. Realizing what was
happening, she gave me a lewd wink. The men were all
laughing. The groom got a hold of my clit and I screamed
again. I also was releasing juices all over his face and
moustache. Jill resumed her work and picked up her a pace a
bit. I could feel the groom losing his concentration on my
pussy. He finally stooped licking altogether. He moaned
that he was going to shoot, and Jill locked her lip around
the base of his cock. Everyone could see her cheeks puffing
and her swallowing as fast as she could. The groom stopped
pumping and Jill lifted her head off his cock. She gave the
men an open lipped smile so they could see the cum on her
tongue. They cheered her and she bent her head back to the
grooms cock and cleaned it off. I was feeling weak kneed
and had sat down just over the head of the groom. In fact,
hes head was resting in my lap with both my legs going down
his sides. Jill finished cleaning the grooms cock, patted
it gently before replacing it in his pants.
She stood at the head of the table and signaled with
her eyes for me to join her. I rose shakily, and one of the
men helped me down from the table (and coped a feel too). I
joined Jill at the front of the table. "I hope this gives
you something to remember in your old age as you sit by your
wife side. Just think of all you'll be missing", Jill said
to the groom to the amusement of all the men. "I hope you
enjoyed our little show. Private enjoyment may be arranged
in a half hour in the back. Hope to see you soon." The men
rose and clapped as we picked up the bikinis and "boom-box"
and made our exit. Jack helped with the door again. I
quickly entered his office as I didn't want anyone I knew to
see me running naked through the hallways.
I sat down on the office chair and took a deep breath.
I couldn't believe it was over. I looked at the clock and
saw that it was only 11:15. We had only been in there for a
little over an hour. I couldn't believe that I had actually
enjoyed it. I thought that i would be repulsed like had
been with Bob the night before. But I had actually been
excited and was on an adrenaline high now. Jill came into
the room and closed the door. She was still naked too. She
grabbed for the robe and sat down. "Excited, aren't you?"
I just shook my head yes. "It can be like that sometimes.
That wasn't too bad a bunch of guys in there. You did
really well for your first time out. You should come down
to the club, you could do really well with that body of
yours." She looked me up and down. I was still naked.
"Change your mind about getting some tips? I wouldn't have
to stay most the night then." I told her that I wasn't
ready for that yet and she just nodded. She pulled a towel
out of her bag and started to wipe down the sweat. I hadn't
noticed that I had broken into a sweat too. After being so
cold in the room originally, we had really raised the
temperature. She threw me the towel after she was done and
said, "You'll learn what to bring next time." I told her
that there wasn't going to be a next time as I wiped my body
down. She said that was a shame because she had enjoyed
working with me. I pulled my one piece swimsuit on and gave
the black bikini back to Kathy. Jack knocked at the door
and Jill let him in. He had drinks and told us what a great
job we had done. He asked us if here was anything else we
wanted as we drank the drinks. Jill asked for some food,
and I asked for a hamburger to go (I still didn't want to be
seen hanging around as someone might put two and two
together). Jack left to get our food and I put my jeans and
sweater back on. When he returned with the food, I was
completely dressed. We talked while Jill finished her food.
She said that she had to get back to work. She asked if I
still had her phone number in case I ever changed my mind or
just wanted to talk. I told her I did, and then she left to
go to the back room. Jack paid me the $250.00 in cash and
pointed out that it wouldn't appear on my paycheck (no
taxes!). He thanked me and then I snuck out the back.
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