The $20 Dollar Night...

Part 1

As I sped walked out the kitchen and turned sharply "Behind you!" I shout. I quickly made my way to the blue table where a man in black business suit sat. His face was well hidden by the newspaper he held in front of his face. I sat down the plate with 7 pancakes stacked neatly on top of each other, topped with powdered sugar; sprinkled on top with warm maple syrup oozing down the sides. Next I sat down the fresh fruit bowl, the man still reading his paper did not once look up. I then noticed his coffee cup was low. I turned around to fetch the coffee pot behind me. As I poured the brew, I could hear my favorite song "Read Your Mind" by Avant playing. I moved my hips on beat and hummed along as I filled the rustic mug. The man in the suit lowered his newspaper slowly as his eyes traced my face and slowly down to my hips. I could feel his eyes on me. And I'm not going to lie..I loved the attention he was giving me.

"So let me guess...this is your jam?" A mello masculine voice spoke, I looked up and the man behind the paper face was still hidden, but I noticed his watch, a Portugiese Perpetual Calendar watch. It was beautiful, I have always been a fan of a man wearing top tier watches. "Could you not tell that was my jam?" I replied in a playful tone. I could tell he was smiling, even with the paper covering his face. I turned around and walked back to the kitchen giggling.

When I arrived at the break room my manager asked me to meet him in his office. I rolled my eyes and dragged my feet as I straightened out my stained waitress skirt. I walked in his office and he told me to shut the door and lock it behind me. I did, he stood by his desk, his big belly protruded over his slacks and his white collared shirt had a few coffee stains on it. I walked over to the desk and bent slightly over placing my hands firmly on the ends. I heard his belt buckle clink and next a zipper sound. Before I could blink he shoved himself in me. I felt his dick go in and out of me fast, he shoved his finger in my ass and when I squealed, he fucked me faster. I could feel his big balls slapping against my clit. And his belly mashing up on my ass. I was disgusted with him. But oddly I felt his dick twitch in me with each thrust, I felt myself gush all over his dick, my tight walls gripping him harder. I let out a loud moan and I arched my back to meet his thrusts, I came so hard. I then felt him shooting hot cum in me. He shoved my face flat on the desk with his dick still in me... cumming. I felt a large hot load bursting over and over in me. He mumbled "Slut bucket" over and over. Then after 5 mins he pulled his dick out and reached over to grab some tissue off his desk to wipe off. "The deal was for you to pull out! Not to cum in me!" I fussed. He then dug in his wallet and tossed a $100 bill across the desk. "Listen take the money and go, I have a meeting in 10 mins". I pulled up my skirt and stuck my tongue at him. He chuckled and sat behind his desk and started typing away. I closed the door behind me.

I noticed the man in the suit was gone by the time I came back. Ugh just my luck! I clocked out and grabbed my purse and headed out the door. The kite weather air hit my face smoothly. I needed this, to feel the warm sun kisses on my face, and spring air melting on my skin. As I walked home my waitress skirt flew up a few times as I passed by a group of guys. One of the guys reached for my ass and I slapped it away. "Oh wow baby, come on let me feel that soft ass". I walked faster feeling my bosses cum run down my legs. I felt like a slut, like a real cum bucket. And who knows, hell! I'm sure these guys could sense it. A quick thought of being gangbanged in an alley by all of them made my pussy blow a cute cum bubble. I finally reached my apartment. I went inside and turned on the shower. As I waited for the water to get hot I took my birth control pill. I smiled as the pill went down my throat. Literally picturing how I could fuck 20 guys in a day and not worry about getting knocked up. I undressed and got in the shower. After I put on my lotions and did my perfect skincare routine. I looked out my window and saw some street hookers hop in and out of cars. I turned my head thinking how gross I must be because I wanted to be them. The thought of getting paid to feel a stranger cum hard because of me, sounded powerful, and yet demonic all at once. Just the thought of it made my pussy walls get all sticky. I checked my bank account and saw I was at $50 ugh. I need more money. I then dug in my closet and pulled out a tight black halter dress that tied behind my neck. My back was exposed and the dress itself fitted me like a glove, hugging my hips and my tight soft ass. My ass sat so high up my back a guy could literraly fuck me standing up while behind me, I would stand straight up and let him slam me over and over. Like a blow up doll with a smile on my face. I slid on my black g string. I grabbed my black open toe pumps. My hair looked stunning and with such shine, I glossed my lips and headed down the stairs. I tried to think of a good price to charge that was not too much money so I could have more clients and tips. It was a perfect plan. As I waited on the corner a car pulled up. It was a nice looking middle aged guy and he asked me how much? And I said 20, he waved to me to get in the back seat. As I sat there he drove a few streets over to an alley and he got in the back with me. He stared at me as he unzipped his jeans. I quickly said 20 now. He smiled and said "ok, ok, honey no need to be spicy about it". I put the 20 in my small clutch bag. He unzips his pants and tells me to sit on it. Raw? I replied, "Yes please", he begged. "I want $20 more, I'm already super wet from my pussy rubbing on this leather seat you have back here" I replied. He nearly drooled as he dug in his pants for another wrinkled 20. I rolled my dress up and arched my back and lowered my ass on is dick. He grabs my waist and shoves himself in me. His dick was super veiny and thick. I screamed as I felt him ripping my insides. "Wow you're a tight whore! No wonder you charge so cheap!" my tits started coming out of my dress and I started to smell steamy sex in the hot car. I felt his dick twitching hard in me. Without doubt he started cumming hard. I felt my stomach gurgle as it filled. He pulls his slimy sick out of me and shoves my face first on the back seat. I guess he is not finished?