Crowd Pleaser
Chapter 6 — Or Your Money Back
Emily couldn’t believe it but the plain and simple truth was they’d done it to her again.
The night before, she’d seemed to spend most of the night on her hands and knees. It wasn’t like she wanted to she kept telling herself but just when she thought she was going to be able to stop herself from doing it, another customer would ask her to do it, and suddenly Emily would find herself on her hands and knees with a dick between her legs and more often than not, Emily thought, with her mouth between Lana’s legs, and Emily was ready to admit that whatever was wrong with her, she shouldn’t be working there anymore.
But Mira had told her she couldn’t quit and so far, Mira had been right about everything else.”
“Hey, kiddo,” said Mira when Emily walked in the door. “How’s it going?”
“I’m going to quit,” Emily announced.
“You are, are ya? Is it because of last night?”
Emily nodded. “That and the rest of it,” she said. “I just ... I just can’t seem to keep myself under control.”
“You didn’t hear the news then.”
“What news?”
“Old man Henley fired Lana.”
“What?!”
“Yep. They had a big fight about it. She’s been warned more than once that she wasn’t supposed to take advantage of the newbies like that but she kept doing it, and after last night, Mr. Henley’d had enough of it and he fired her.”
“After last night?”
“Oh come on. Didn’t you ever wonder why every time you got your pussy fucked, she was there to get her pussy licked?”
“What? Wait? What did she do?”
“She was tipping the customers off. She was telling them that they should do you doggy style and every time they did, she was there to make you lick her pussy, and by the end of the night, Mr. Henley’d had enough of it and he fired her right there on the spot. I thought you knew.”
Emily shook her head. “I must have missed it, but if you ask me, I think she’s kind of lucky.”
“Yeah? Why’s that?”
“I told you. I’m going to quit. At least she didn’t have to do that.”
Mira shook her head. “I don’t think you understand. You really, really don’t want to get fired out of here.”
“Yeah? Why?”
Mira shook her head. “Just take my word on it. You don’t want to do it, okay?”
“Sure,” Emily said, “but it doesn’t matter anyway. I’m going to quit.”
“No, really,” Mira pressed. “I need to make sure you understand. You really don’t want to get yourself fired.”
“Sure,” Emily said. “Sure. I understand.”
“I hope you do,” Mira said.
It was then that Mr. Henley walked into the room. “Looks like we’re going to have a full house tonight,” the man said. “I hope you ladies are ready.”
This was it, Emily told herself. This was the time. She took a deep breath. “Mr. Henley,” she said, “can I have a word with you.”
The manager looked at her. “This really isn’t the time, you know. We have a full house tonight.”
“I know, but—”
“Look, if this is about last night, I think I should tell you that we had to let Lana go.”
“Yes. I know that, but that’s not what I wanted to talk with you about.”
“Good. By the way, I know we haven’t had a chance to talk recently, but I wanted to tell you the customers really like you.”
“They do? I mean, thanks, I mean, but that’s not what I wanted to talk with you about.”
“What is it then? You know we haven’t got all night to talk.”
“I know, but—”
“But what?”
Why couldn’t she just come out and say it, Emily asked herself.
“But what,” the manager asked again.
“I ... I ... nothing.”
“Nothing, huh? So you ready to get back to work?”
“Yeah, I mean, no, I mean, I guess.”
“You guess?”
“I mean, yes, I mean, yes, I guess I’m ready to get back to work.” She could always tell him later, Emily told herself, when they didn’t have a full house.
Mr. Henley was right, of course. Emily groaned. Every one of her stations already had someone there. It meant she was going to get a lot of tips but it also meant she was going to be busy, too, but maybe that was a good thing. If she was busy, maybe she’d be too busy to offer her body up to satisfy some carnal lust.
And for the next half hour, Emily was too busy to do anything more than she would have expected to do on any waitressing job, but then, that’s when the call came.
“Miss?”
Emily turned to look at the man in the booth. “Yes, sir?”
“My buddy here thinks you’re kind of cute.”
Emily turned to look at the other man in the booth. It was hardly the first time she’d heard anyone say that but Emily recognized the man who was talking. He’d been in here before. “Yes, sir?”
“My buddy’s from out of town though and I was hoping you could settle a little bet for us.”
“If I can, sir.”
“I was telling my buddy here that I thought I could fuck you.”
Emily suddenly got worried. “Fuck me,” she said.
“Oh, don’t worry,” the man said. “I’d pay you for your time.”
Pay me, the girl thought. Wait a minute. Who cared about that? She wasn’t supposed to do that, whether she got paid or not.
“So what about it,” the man asked. “Would you be willing to let me fuck you?”
The answer was no, Emily kept telling herself. The answer was no, but why couldn’t she say it.
“Remember, I’d pay you.”
Well, if they were going to pay her, Emily thought, and then, wait a minute, what difference did that make?
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Are you going to let me fuck you?”
“Yes, sir.”
The man smirked at his friend. “See, I told you.”
“This doesn’t prove anything,” the other man said.
The first man grinned. “You’re right. It doesn’t.” The man pulled out his wallet. “How about we get started. What’d you say your name was again?”
“Emily.”
“Well, Emily. I got a dollar here. How about if I give this to you, how about you come and sit down here with me and my friend.”
She had work to do, Emily told herself. There were other customers to take care of ... but a dollar was a dollar.
“Well,” the man asked again.
“Sure,” Emily said. “I’d come and sit with you for a buck.”
The man stood and Emily realized he meant she was supposed to be on the inside, between the man and his friend. She stood there for a moment, and for a moment, she thought this might be wrong but then she slid into the booth and the man followed her in.
“Come sit by me,” the first man said. “After all, I’m paying the bills. Jim here, he can just watch.”
Emily did as she was told.
“I’ve got another dollar here if you’d open your blouse and show me your tits. What do you say to that?”
Another buck, Emily thought. Another ... another ... “Okay.” Emily pulled her blouse out of her skirt and she unbuttoned it all the way down.
“You’re wearing a bra,” the man said.
Well, of course she was wearing a bra, Emily thought. Why wouldn’t she be wearing a bra?
“My fault really,” the man said. “I suppose I should have been more specific but no matter. Here’s another buck. How about you take off your blouse and your bra and really give me and Jim a good look at your tits.”
“But ... but that’s not fair.”
“How do you figure that?”
“That’s two pieces of clothing,” Emily said. She couldn’t believe she was saying what she was about to say. “For two pieces of clothing, I should get two bucks.”
The man grinned even as he looked at his buddy. “Would you listen to her? Okay, sweetie, you win. Two bucks, but you got to take off the top and the bra.”
Well, of course, Emily thought. After all, that was what they’d agreed to. She took off both her shirt and her bra and she sat there with her young, firm breasts, there on display.
“I think my friend really likes this,” the man said and from the way he was staring at her, Emily could hardly disagree, “but you know what I want? I want to lift up your skirt and I want to feel your panties, and I’ve got another buck here that says you want it, too. So what about it?”
Another buck, Emily thought. She really shouldn’t, but it was another buck. She nodded her head and the man put the one on top of her growing stack of bills.
The man grinned at the table and then he let his hand slide beneath the table and Emily could feel him lifting up her skirt.
“Why you were fooling me,” the man said.
“What?”
“You aren’t wearing any panties,” the man said. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to take that dollar back.”
“No!”
The man shook his head. “A deal’s a deal, you know, unless of course you want to modify the deal.”
“Modify the deal? Modify it how?”
“I can’t help but notice that you’re kind of wet down there. I was thinking maybe you’d let me slide my finger inside your pussy.”
Emily couldn’t help but notice that even with her lack of panties, the man had never taken his finger away from her pussy. She knew what he wanted but she knew she should get more for that, but still, she didn’t want him to take his dollar back.
“What about it,” the man asked. “I don’t have all day.”
“I guess,” Emily said.
“You guess what?”
“I guess you could put your finger in my pussy.”
“You want me to finger fuck your pussy.”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah what?”
Emily looked at the man in confusion. She couldn’t help but notice that his finger had never left the place between her legs.
“Yeah, you want me to finger fuck your pussy, right?”
“Yeah, I want you to finger fuck me,” Emily moaned and even as she said it, she let her legs slide open even wider.
Emily couldn’t help but let out a little whimpering moan.
The man grinned at her. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“I knew you would, and you know what, I got another idea.”
“What,” Emily whimpered.
With his free hand, the man picked up yet another dollar bill. “I think my dick needs someone to stroke it with her hand. What do you say to that?”
“I ... I—”
“It’s a limited time offer,” the man said.
“I’ll do it,” Emily said hastily and with that, her hand was sliding under the table.
Emily was hardly surprised to find that the man already had his cock out or that he was already hard for her or that he seemed to love it when she wrapped her hand around his cock. In fact, really very little surprised her about the man’s response to her hand on his cock.
The man looked at Emily. “You know,” he said, “you stroke a cock very well.”
What else could Emily say to that. “Yes, sir.”
“What’s your name again,” the man asked.
“Emily.”
“That’s right,” the man said. “You know, Emily, I don’t think my friend believes me.”
“Sir?”
“I told him we could come down here and I told him I could get a pretty girl to let me fuck her and I told him I could do it for next to nothing so what about it,” the man said. “Do you think you’re that girl?”
The answer was no, Emily told herself. The answer was no so just go ahead and tell him that, Emily told herself. “I could be.”
“You could be? Let me guess. You want a little compensation, like say, maybe a buck. How’s that sound?”
Emily couldn’t help but groan to herself.
“What’s that,” the man asked. “Are you saying you’d like to do that? Are you saying you’d like to be fucked for a buck?”
Say no, Emily told herself. Say no.
“Yes, sir,” the girl said. “I’d love to have you fuck me for a buck.”
The man grinned at that. “I was kind of hoping you’d say that. Come on.”
Come on, Emily wondered. Where were they going and yet even as she thought it, she was following the man out of the booth.
“Here you go,” the man said, and he put yet another bill on Emily’s little stack of money. “Just like I said, one dollar, and now, if you’d bend over the table here, I’d like my friend to get a real good look at you while you get your pussy fucked.”
Emily did as she was told and soon she was bent over the table and looking at the other man in the booth.
She knew the first man was somewhere behind her but she couldn’t take her eyes off of the second man. “You know, Jimbo,” she heard the first man tell the other one, “you might have some pretty good things where you live, but I’ll bet you ain’t got nothing there like this.”
Emily moaned as she felt the man enter her without warning. He paused for a moment with his cock buried deep between her legs and then he was pulling back, only to bury himself inside her yet again.
“Oh yeah,” the man groaned. “Oh yeah. Nice wet pussy. I love it.”
This was wrong, Emily told herself. This was wrong and yet she knew she couldn’t stop it. She looked at the man in front of her. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her and even as he watched her, that cock kept fucking her from behind.
“How do you like this, Jimbo,” the man behind her asked. “How do you like this? I bet you ain’t got nothing like this.”
Emily couldn’t take her eyes off of the man and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
“And you know what the best part is, Jimbo? The best part is I can cum in her cunt whenever I want to. Ain’t that right?”
That cock pulled itself almost all the way out and then it was jammed hard between Emily’s legs.
“I asked you a question,” the man behind her said. “I can cum in your cunt whenever I want. Ain’t that right.”
“Yes,” Emily moaned. The answer was yes.
The man groaned and instinctively, Emily knew what was coming. He groaned again and Emily felt him cumming between her legs.
Emily knew the man in front of her knew. She could see it in his eyes. She knew he knew she’d just gotten herself a pussy full of cum and she knew she should have been embarrassed but she wasn’t.
The man pulled out and Emily could feel her pussy dripping. “You’re a pretty good fuck,” the man told her, “and as much as I’d like to stick around for dessert, me and my buddy have got to be going, but you know what, I might just be back again sometime soon.”
Emily reached for the bills on the table. She knew what she should tell him, but she didn’t say that.
“I’ll be here,” she said instead. “And when you come back, remember, my name is Emily.”