Every
Girl Has Her Price
by
Maria Gonzales
© 1999 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this work without
the author's written permission is strictly forbidden.
"Do
you want fries with that?"
"No
thanks," Kyle answered looking at the girl's name tag.
"Okay,
your order comes to five dollars and twelve cents."
Kyle watched
the girl behind the counter get his food. She was physically attractive,
but there was also something else about her. Something else that
made him think that she would go along with his plans.
"Here's
your order, sir. Thank you, and have a nice day."
"Excuse
me, there isn't anybody in line. Could I ask you something, Juana?"
"Sure."
"Can
I talk to you when you get off work?"
"I'm
sorry. I already have a boyfriend," she responded, sounding
like she had said the same line a thousand times.
Kyle laughed
and responded, "No, you misunderstood. I just want to talk.
I have a hobby, and if you're interested in helping me with something,
you'll be able to make some quick money. At least listen to what
I have to offer."
"I
get off in half an hour."
"Okay.
I'll wait for you at my table."
Juana turned
away from him and returned to work. Kyle found a table in the
back and slowly ate his food. Silently thanking his grandfather
for not only being smart enough to save a large amount of money
during his lifetime, but for also realizing that all of that money
would be best served if it were left to him upon their death.
Kyle had alienated himself from his family when he fought them
in court over the inheritance, but seeing the look on his uncles'
and cousins' faces as the judge awarded nearly all of the inheritance
to him was more than worth the money that he had spent on lawyers.
"So
how can I make some money from your hobby?" he heard her
say as she sat down in the booth.
"Hi
Juana. I'm glad that you decided to listen to me. My name is Kyle
Thomas, and let me start out by saying that I am a very rich man.
I'm telling you that not to impress you, but so you know that
anything that I offer you is legitimate."
"Okay,
so you're rich. I'm assuming that you aren't just going to start
handing me money over the table."
"Well,
you did agree to talk to me, and we all know that time equals
money." Pausing for a second, Kyle reached into his back
pocket and pulled out a crisp twenty-dollar bill. As he handed
it to Juana, he continued, "Let me offer this small payment
to you for deciding to at least listen to my business proposition."
Juana looked
at him for a second, and then reached out and accepted the money
being offered. "This is just because I decided to talk to
you, right? I mean you don't expect me to sleep with you just
because you gave me some money?"
Kyle softly
laughed and answered. "Of course, I don't expect you to sleep
with me for twenty dollars. Just listen to my offers, and if you
decide to accept any of them I'll be extremely grateful."
"Okay,
Kyle. What business propositions do you have for me?"
"Slow
down, Juana. I'll get to them soon, but let me first explain why
I chose you."'
Juana softly
nodded and he continued speaking.
"I
picked you for many reasons. You are a very attractive woman,
but you also seem to have something inside you that I picked up
on somehow, even though I can't explain what it is. Something
that makes me think that I'm not wasting my time or money talking
to you."
"Wait
a second. You lost me. Can you run that by me again?"
"Don't
worry about that. Let me continue. I have this theory -- actually,
lots of people have this theory -- I just made it my hobby to
prove it. I'm sure that you have heard the phrase, 'everybody
has a price' Well, I like to prove that by getting people to do
things that they would never even think of doing. I like to see
what people are willing to do for money."
"I
get it. You think that you can get me to do stuff for money."
"Exactly,
Juana. For example, I'm going to make my first business proposition
to you right now. I'll give you fifty dollars for your bra."
"You
want me to take off my bra and give it to you? For fifty dollars?"
"Yes.
All you have to do is slide your bra off here at the table, and
I'll give you fifty dollars."
Juana looked
down at her shirt. She could see the outline of her bra through
the thin material. "I can't. Without a bra, you'll be able
to see... I mean..."
"Well
that is sort of the point. I'll give you sixty."
Juana looked
around at the near empty restaurant. There were some customers
toward the front, but nobody near her and Kyle. "Do I have
to take it off here, or can I go to the bathroom?"
"I'll
let you go to the bathroom, but you have to return to the table
with it in your hand and give it to me."
"I
don't know..." Juana replied, again looking down at her shirt.
"Seventy."
"I'll
be right back."
Juana stood
and made her way to the bathroom. Walking into a stall, she closed
the door behind her and unbuttoned the front of her shirt. Stripping
it off, she draped it over the door and unhooked her bra. Pulling
the straps off her shoulders, she let the bra fall down her arms,
catching it in her hands. Juana then grabbed her shirt and put
it back on. As she buttoned it, she walked out of the stall and
looked at herself in the mirror. She could see her areola through
the thin cotton, and she noticed that the jiggle of her braless
breasts was very noticeable.
Pulling
out a brush, she let her hair down, and brushed her long brown
hair. She quickly put on some make-up and once she was happy with
her appearance, she walked out the bathroom door, thankful that
nobody would see her, and returned to the booth.
"Very
nice, Juana. I like you hair down like that, and the way your
tits bounce underneath your shirt is really sexy," Kyle said
as he handed her the seventy dollars. "You have nice dark
nipples. They show through nicely. Perfect for my next proposition."
Juana slid
into the booth, and shyly covered her chest with her arms. "And
what's your next proposition?"
"We'll
start at seventy this time. All that you have to do, is walk behind
the counter and get a cup of ice water. As you talk to one of
the guys, drink it, but accidentally spill the water all over
the front of your shirt. Then pretend that nothing is wrong and
return here walking through the front of the restaurant, again
pretending that nothing is wrong."
"No
way. I have to work with these guys. I wouldn't do it for a hundred
dollars."
"Not
for a hundred. How about one twenty-five?"
"I
can't. I would never feel comfortable working with them again.
My shirt will be completely transparent."
"You
can always find another job."
"No."
"One
fifty."
"One
fifty? I can't."
"One
sixty." Kyle could see that Juana was debating the offers
in her head, ready to accept at the right price. "One-seventy.
One-eighty. Two hundred."
"Two-hundred
dollars!" Juana exclaimed in astonishment. She thought about
his offer. Two-hundred dollars. She was tired of working at the
restaurant for minimum wage anyway, and with two hundred dollars
plus the ninety dollars that he had given her, she would have
enough cash until she found another job.
"Yes,
two hundred."
"I
don't believe that I'm really gonna do this, but I'll be right
back."
Juana stood,
walking to the front of the restaurant. Ignoring the customers
staring at her bouncing breasts, and her co-workers who were also
looking at her, she walked behind the counter and grabbed a large
cup. Filling it halfway with ice, she then filled it with water
from the ice machine. Juana took a sip, and started talking with
one of her co-workers as he leaned onto the counter and tried
not to stare at her chest.
She made
small talk with him, trying to summon up the courage to pour the
water onto herself. Moving closer to him, she lifted the cup to
her lips to drink and managed to hit his head softly with her
elbow. She felt the water spill out of the cup and all over the
front of her shirt.
Juana took
a step back, and fought the urge to move her arms to hide her
wet, cold and completely visible breasts. Glancing into the eyes
of her co-worker, she could see that he was staring at her dark
nipples.
"I'm
sorry. I'm such a klutz. Is your head okay?" she asked rubbing
her hand against his head.
When he
answered that he was fine, she pretended that everything was normal;
that she wasn't standing in front of everybody in a wet shirt
with her breasts on display. She talked with him for a few minutes,
continuing to apologize for her clumsiness. Juana excused herself
and walked through the front of the restaurant, feeling the stares
but trying her best to ignore them.
Returning
to the booth, she sat down and Kyle smiled at her as he handed
her two new one-hundred-dollar bills.
"Very
nice Juana, and I have to tell you that you look very nice in
a wet shirt."
Unconsciously,
Juana moved her arms in front of her chest and shivered. "The
water was really cold now. I think I proved your point. I really
have to leave now."
"Wait,
Juana. I have more for you if you're interested."
"Depends,
but I really don't want to hang around here anymore."
"Okay,
I can work that in to my next proposition. I want to buy your
shirt from you, I'll start at two hundred. All that you have to
do is walk back up to the counter, complain about your shirt being
wet and how cold you are." Kyle paused.
"There
has to be more than that for two hundred dollars."
"You
catch on quick Juana. Then you have to take off the shirt, walk
out to my limo in the parking lot, topless, hand me your shirt,
then we'll drive..."
"No
way. I can get arrested for that, and I'm not going anywhere with
you."
"You'll
be out of here before you can get in trouble. Think about it.
I'll make it three hundred. My car is the white limo. I'll be
looking for you."
"I
can't. Everybody will see me."
"That's
my point. Final offer Juana. Five hundred." He smiled at
Juana as he stood. Without looking back at her, he walked to his
car and told his driver to start the car and wait.
* * *
Juana watched him leave, and thought about his offer. Five-hundred
dollars was a lot of money, but what he had asked her to do was
past the point of decency. With her breasts visible in a wet shirt
she could act innocently, but taking off her shirt and walking
out, there was no way that she could possibly pretend that she
didn't know what she was doing.
She glanced
out and saw the white limo parked outside. She knew that Kyle
was watching her from behind the tinted windows of the limo. Five-hundred
dollars, she repeated to herself. She would have enough money
to go shopping for some new outfits. Deciding to do it, she stood
and quickly walked to the front of the restaurant.
Looking
at her boss across the counter, she told him, "It's cold
in here today, Mr. Jansen. Do you have the air on really low or
something."
"No,
Juana, it's set like it always is, and you always complain about
how hot it is."
"Really.
I am so stupid sometimes, maybe it's because I got my shirt all
wet." She started unbuttoning the buttons as fast as she
could. "Maybe if I take it off I'll warm up." Now Juana
had the shirt completely unbuttoned. She started to strip it off,
but then remembered that she had to unbutton the cuffs, and as
she fiddled with the buttons, she could feel the stares of her
coworkers on her nearly bare upper body. Finally she unbuttoned
the cuffs, and with a flourish, she pulled the shirt off, baring
her breasts to everybody in the restaurant. "I'll see you
guys later," she said with a smile.
Turning,
she walked out the door, passing a couple of high school age kids.
With another smile, she walked by them fighting the urge to cover
herself. She hurried to the limo, feeling her breasts bounce and
knowing that everybody was still watching her.
Kyle opened
the door for her, and with a big smile he told her, "Very
nice, Juana. I was beginning to doubt that you would do it.
As she stepped
into the limo, she instinctively covered her breasts with the
shirt. "I don't believe that I did that." She then started
to giggle, "You should have seen their faces!"
"You
should have seen your face!" he said as he held his hands
out.
"What?"
Juana asked looking at his outstretched hands.
"The
shirt. It's mine now. I bought it from you, remember?"
She looked
at him, "Wait, if I give you the shirt I won't have anything
to wear."
"You
should have thought of that before."
She handed
him the shirt, and crossed her arms across her chest as the limo
started to move. "Where are we going?" she asked nervously.
"Don't
worry, you're safe. We're just going to drive around and talk."
"You
don't expect me to sleep with you or anything do you?"
"Relax,
Juana. You won't have to do anything that you don't want to do."
He answered handing her a glass of champagne.
Juana took
the glass from him, being careful to keep herself covered.
"My
next business proposition for you is a big one, so I'll start
out at a thousand dollars."
"You
haven't given me the five hundred yet."
"I'm
sorry. It must have slipped my mind." Kyle pulled out a roll
of hundreds from his pocket, counted out five of them and handed
them to her.
"What
do I have to do for a thousand dollars."
"It's
actually pretty simple. Think of yourself as an actress, and you
are going to be paid a thousand dollars for what I am about to
ask you to do. We're going to a local bar, but first I'm going
to stop at a mall to buy you a new outfit. Once you put it on,
then you have to go into the bar, and walk out within an hour
with fifty dollars in your pocket."
"How
am I gonna... Wait, you want me to... No. I told you..."
"I'm
not asking you to prostitute yourself, Juana. Just think of it
as a play, and you're the actress. The role that you will play
will be that of a prostitute, and you have to perform fellatio
in that role."
"No
way, Kyle."
"Eleven
hundred."
"No."
Juana answered strongly.
"Fifteen
hundred."
"I
could get arrested."
"The
bar we are going to is safe. No cops there for sure. If you do
get arrested, I can get you out, no problem."
"Kyle,
I can't. I'll feel so degraded."
"Sixteen
hundred."
"I
can't."
"Seventeen.
Eighteen."
"Kyle,
no, I can't do that," Juana answered, feeling her greed start
to take over.
"Two
thousand, Juana. How many weeks do you have to work at the burger
joint to make two thousand dollars?"
She thought
about what she would buy with two thousand dollars. There were
so many things that she could get, maybe something for herself,
like the tennis bracelet that she had been eying for the last
month. "Okay. I'll do it."
"Good.
We're at the mall. I'll be right back. Before I go though. I want
to buy the rest of your clothes. How much do you want for them."
"You
want to buy what?" Juana asked incredulously.
"Your
pants, panties and whatever else you might have on. Tell me how
much you want for them."
"I
don't know Kyle, five hundred."
"Deal."
Kyle pulled out his cash, counted out five bills and handed them
to her.
Juana felt
the car stop, and looking out she could see that they were at
a mall. "I guess you want me to take them off now?"
"Yes,
I do."
She reached
down and untied her shoes and pulled off her socks, handing them
to Kyle. She unbuttoned the top of her pants, with a sigh she
pulled down the zipper. She slid the pants off and handed them
to him.
"Nice
legs, Juana. Now the panties."
"Can't
I just keep these on?"
"We
had a deal, Juana."
"I
know, but please?"
"Juana.
I keep my end of our little deals. What would you think if I told
you that I wanted to pay you less than we agreed upon after you
had completed one of my little games?"
"But..."
She looked helplessly at Kyle and with another sigh, she pulled
off her cotton panties and handed them to him.
"Very
nice, Juana. There's more champagne in the fridge. Help yourself.
The controls to the television and stereo are right over here.
Make yourself at home. In that cabinet over there are some videos
that you can watch if you get bored. I made them myself."
He said with a laugh.
Kyle stepped
out of the limo, and Juana watched him walk into the mall accompanied
by his driver.
Sitting
naked and alone inside the limo, she sipped her champagne. After
a few moments, Juana's curiosity took hold of her. She opened
the video cabinet and read some of the titles. All of the tapes
were marked with a girl's name, with a brief description of the
girl and a date. Pulling out the most recent one, titled "Rebecca",
Juana pulled it out of the case and pushed it into the VCR. The
television turned itself on, and her eyes opened wide as she watched
a woman that she assumed to be Rebecca playing tennis, completely
naked and surrounded by a crowd of men watching her. After a few
moments, she realized that the tape was made at a local park;
she even recognized a few men in the crowd.
The tape
went blank for a second, and soon started again with Rebecca inside
the limo still completely naked and masturbating for the camera.
Juana could hear Kyle's voice telling the woman what to do. At
first the woman followed his directions stiffly, as if she was
embarrassed by what she was doing, but after a few moments, Rebecca
was starting to loudly orgasm. Juana heard Kyle tell the woman
to come to him, and the tape went blank as she did as she was
told.
After a
few seconds, the tape continued, and this time Rebecca was in
the middle of a park, wearing a tiny skirt and a see through blouse.
It was obvious that she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and
the tape went blank for a few moments, and continued with a shot
from far away, of Rebecca giving a man a blow job underneath a
tree, a police car in the background. Juana looked closer, and
realized that the man that Rebecca was going down on was the policeman.
Juana could
feel herself starting to get turned on, and she let her hand start
to gently rub her labia. The camera slowly started to get closer
to Rebecca, and Juana felt her fingers start to move faster.
Rebecca
removed her mouth from the policeman's cock, straddled him and
slowly guided his cock into her. Juana started to imagine what
it would feel like fucking a stranger in the middle of a park,
knowing that people could see her.
Her fingers
were now rubbing her pussy quickly, and she occasionally pushed
one finger between her labia. She felt herself start to orgasm,
and with one hand she started to push two fingers into herself,
moving them in and out as fast as he could. Her other hand kept
rubbing her clitoris, and she tried to stay quiet as her orgasm
started.
She heard
a the doors of the limo unlock, opening her eyes as Kyle opened
the door. Juana heard herself moan in ecstasy, but as hard as
she tried, she couldn't move her hands away from her pussy. She
moaned loudly again as her orgasm crescendoed. Somehow she found
the strength to stop. As her orgasm subsided, she looked embarrassedly
at Kyle and sat up, trying to cover her naked body.
Kyle looked
at the screen and told her, "You picked a good tape to watch.
Rebecca was really into what she was doing. That really surprised
me. She works at a church. That's where I found her. Can you believe
that for one thousand dollars she agreed to seduce a cop in the
middle of a park."
"I
can't believe that she wasn't scared. I mean a cop. In the middle
of the park."
"At
first I thought that she was going to hold out for a lot of money,"
Kyle continued, "it took me five hundred to get her braless,
but as she started to get hot, I started offering less and less
money, and she accepted it. At the end of this tape I convinced
her to go into a hotel, and I stood outside inviting men in. She
fucked about thirty guys for two hundred dollars."
"I
wouldn't do that." Juan said.
"Of
course you wouldn't." Kyle answered. "Here's your outfit.
You can put it on now if you want. Or if you prefer you can stay
naked until we get to the bar."
Juana grabbed
the bag from his hand, happy to be able to put some clothes on
again. She quickly opened the bag, and her mouth dropped open
as she pulled out a tiny stretch mini-skirt and a short white
tank top with spaghetti straps.
"I
can't wear this in public."
"You
could go into the bar naked if you want."
She looked
at him and frowned, "What do I wear underneath."
"It's
in the bag." Kyle answered.
She looked
into the bag again and found nothing, "There's nothing in
here."
"That's
what you wear underneath."
She shook
her head and frowned. Trying to hide as much of herself from him
as she could, she first pulled the skirt over her hips, then she
put the blouse on. Looking down, she saw that the bottom of her
breasts peeked out of the blouse. "I can't do this Kyle."
"We
have a deal."
"At
least let me put something on underneath."
"Nah,
the panty lines would be obvious in that skirt, and the blouse
looks really nice without a bra."
"I
changed my mind, Kyle. I can't do it."
"We
have a deal Juana. I already bought you the outfit. But if you
really want out, I'll let you. Just say the word, and I'll drop
you off right here."
"Do
I get my clothes back?"
"No,
they're mine, I bought them from you, remember? But I'll let you
keep the outfit that you have on."
"I
can't go into public like this."
"That's
your decision."
"But
you told me that I wouldn't have to do anything that I didn't
want to."
"But
you already agreed to do this, and I'm letting you back out if
you want."
"But..."
"We're
at the bar. We'll wait for you here. One hour, either come back
with fifty dollars, or with nothing. If you're not back in an
hour, you'll be stuck here."
"I don't
believe that I'm really gonna do this." Juana stepped out of
the car, looked at herself in the tinted windows of the limo. She
adjusted her skirt to cover as much as she could, and pulled the
blouse lower. As she did, she noticed that the tops of her breasts
were nearly spilling out of the blouse, and she pulled the blouse
slightly higher. Frowning, she realized that she was going to have
to show too much either way, and she turned and walked into the
bar
* * *
Juana's eyes adjusted to the dim light inside the bar. She looked
around the crowded club, then walked to the bar, keeping her eyes
down. Sitting on a barstool, she tried to adjust her skirt so
that nothing would show, but gave up when she realized that she
was attracting more attention that way.
A bartender
approached her and said, "The gentleman in the blue suit
at the end of the bar wants to buy you a drink."
Juana looked
down, and saw an older man, probably in his forties wave to her.
She wanted to tell the bartender to tell the old man to go fuck
himself, but realizing that she was on a deadline, she smiled
at the man and told the bartender, "I'll have a rum and Coke,
please."
The bartender
walked over to the man and whispered something to him. They both
smiled and the gentleman approached Juana. "Hi, beautiful,"
he said.
Smiling
at him, she answered, "Hi handsome."
"Maybe
I'm wrong, but I'm guessing that you're here for something besides
a drink."
"And
what makes you think that?"
He moved
closer to her and whispered, "I know your type. Wanna go
to my room at the Hilton?"
Wanting
to slap him, but wanting to get this over with she answered, "I'm
not in the mood to go all the way back to a hotel." She winked
at him and smiled.
Placing
his hand on her leg, he smiled at her and continued, "What
are you in the mood for then?"
"Maybe
for something a little closer..."
Juana felt
his hand move further up her thigh, "Something this close?"
he asked as he moved his hand to the inside of her thigh.
"Mmm,
closer than that."
"My
car is parked outside. Do you want to come with me?"
"I
don't know, maybe..." She moved closer to him and continued,
"but it would be fun to do it someplace inside this bar wouldn't
it?"
He laughed
and said, "Yes, it would. Are you offering?"
Juana moved
closer to him, and placed her hand on his leg. "Maybe, depends
on what you're offering."
"Let's
go sit at a booth. We can have a little more privacy there."
He held out his hand and Juana placed her hand in his.
She followed
him to an empty booth in the back. She sat down first, moving
all the way to the wall and patted the seat next to her. "Sit
down handsome and tell me what you want and what you have to offer."
Sliding
into the booth next to her, he answered, "I want to see those
beautiful tits."
Smiling
coquettishly at him, she glanced around and noticed the men in
the booth across from her staring. She softly tugged down on her
blouse, until it was just above her areola. "Like this?"
"Beautiful."
Juana pulled
the blouse lower, and the tops of her dark areola started to peek
out. Smiling at him, she pulled the blouse back up and said, "Do
you really want to see them or are you just trying to flatter
me?"
"I
really want to see them."
"Then
why don't you go ahead and pull up my blouse for me. That is if
you really want to see them."
The man
slowly moved his hands to the bottom of her blouse. Putting a
hand on each side, he slowly started to pull it up. When Juana
didn't stop him, he pulled it all the way up, exposing her breasts
to him and the men in the booth.
Smiling
at him, Juana told him, "Why don't you take a closer look."
He moved
his head down, and his hand started to caress the underside of
her breast. Juana looked across her booth, and smiled at the men
staring at her and licked her lips.
Pulling
her blouse back down, she said, "Do you really like them?"
Sitting
up the man answered, "They are perfect."
"Let
me see if you're lying or not." She moved her hand to his
leg and slowly slid it up his thigh. Squeezing his erection through
his pants, she smiled at him and continued, "You really do
like 'em don't you? But you seem to have a little problem. All
hard and nobody to help you with your little..." Juana giggled
and continued, "I mean big problem."
"Uh-huh."
he answered with a soft moan.
"I
would be willing to help you with your problem." She squeezed
his cock again. "But there has to be something in it for
me."
"Anything."
"And
since I am in a little bit of a hurry, it would have to be taken
care of right here."
"Uh-huh."
Squeezing
again she said, "Since you seem to be unable to speak very
well right now, maybe you can show me what you have to offer."
He reached
into his pocket and pulled out a hundred dollar bill and handed
it to her. Smiling at him, she took the bill from his hand, and
pulled her top back up. Looking across the booth, she smiled at
the men watching her and slid under the table. Opening his pants,
she pulled out his hard cock and felt it twitch as she ran her
hand up and down the shaft. Moving her head closer, she softly
kissed the head, then wrapped her lips around it. She pushed his
cock a few inches into her mouth, softly sucking on it. Starting
to move faster, she felt him push into her. She pulled his cock
out of her mouth as he started to come. Closing her eyes, she
felt his cum spray her in the face. Juana continued to pump his
cock with her hand as she heard him moan loudly.
Feeling
his cock start to soften, she moved back onto the seat, the cum
still on her face. She smiled at the men watching her and pressed
her breasts together with her arms. She found a napkin on the
table, licked her lips, then cleaned the cum off of her face.
She asked
the man next to her, "I have to get going. What do you think.
Was it worth it?"
"Uh-huh."
he managed to answer.
She climbed
over him, pausing when her breasts were in his face. Pulling up
her top for him one last time, she felt his lips lightly kiss
her nipple. She rubbed her aroused pussy lightly against his cock.
Climbing off of him, she adjusted her outfit and started to walk
out.
Hearing
the men who had been watching her show whistle and clap at her
as she walked by, she stopped and turned toward them. "Did
you guys enjoy the show?"
Juana then
bent slightly over their booth, pulled up her top and jiggled
her breasts for them. Pulling the blouse back down, she turned
and moved to the guy closest to her. Hiking up her skirt, she
spread her legs slightly, wiggling her bare butt for him. She
felt his hand touch her bare skin, tracing a line with his finger
from her thigh to her wet pussy. When his hand reached her labia,
she felt him start to push his finger into her. She moaned softly
and pushed his finger deeper into her pussy.
Stopping
herself, she adjusted her clothes and walked away. As she strutted
through the bar, she could feel the stares from the patrons of
the bar focus on her. Her skirt moved higher, and her breasts
threatened to bounce out of her top, but now enjoying the attention,
she let her clothes reveal whatever came into view.
Stepping
out into the bright sunlight she found the limo. Stepping in,
she heard Kyle say. "Not bad, less than an hour. That is
if you actually did it."
Smiling
at him, Juana showed him the hundred dollar bill and answered.
"I made even more than you thought I would."
Kyle looked
at Juana and handed her the two thousand dollars. Her skirt had
risen above her waist and he could how sexually excited she was.
Her left breast had bounced out from under the blouse exposing
her bare breast to him. She noticed his stare, and suddenly Juana
realized what she had just done and how she was behaving. Pulling
her skirt down, she half crossed her legs. She adjusted her blouse,
hiding her bosom from his view, crossing her arms in front of
her chest.
"Can
you take me back to the restaurant? I really have to get home."
Kyle noticed
her sudden change in altitude with a smile and answered, "Sure,
but don't you want to hear any more of my proposals?"
"I
think I would rather just go home."
"If
that's what you want. I'll take you back there right now."
Kyle told the driver to return to the restaurant over the intercom
and continued talking to Juana. "I'll start this one at five
hundred dollars."
"No,"
she answered coldly.
"You
haven't even heard the proposition yet."
"I
don't want to hear it. I can't believe that I degraded myself
for money."
"I
might be wrong, but it looked like you liked it. The way you strutted
out of the bar and showed off the money you made. But as I said,
I might be wrong."
She answered
him with silence.
"All
that you have to do for the five hundred dollars is go back into
the restaurant and order some dinner for us."
"In
this outfit. No way."
"Five
hundred dollars is what, three paychecks for you."
"No."
she answered defiantly.
"Six
hundred."
"No."
Smiling,
Kyle could tell that even though she was acting defiant, she was
ready to give in to her greed. "Seven hundred."
Juana paused
for a second before answering, "No."
"Eight
hundred." Kyle watched her look down at her outfit and almost
whisper her answer. "No."
"Nine
hundred dollars, Juana."
"All
I have to do is walk in and order dinner for us?"
"That's
it. Pretty easy money."
"I
can't. Everybody knows me there."
"A
thousand dollars Juana. Think about what you can do with a thousand
dollars."
"Let
me think about it."
"You
don't have much time. We're almost there."
Juana watched
the familiar scenery pass as they approached the restaurant. The
limousine pulled into a space close to the door. Kyle pulled out
his wallet, and theatrically counted out ten one hundred dollar
bills.
"Are
you going to get us dinner?"
"I
can't do it."
Kyle sighed
and said, "It's your choice, you can go home or you can get
us dinner."
She looked
down at her outfit, the out the window at the restaurant. The
restaurant was full and she could see her boss working the drive-thru
window.
"I'll
tell you what, Juana. I'll make you a deal. Go get our dinner,
act happy and give everybody a good show, and I'll make it fifteen
hundred dollars."
Without
answering, Juana opened the door and stepped out of the limo.
Kyle watched her walk hesitantly to the back of the limo. She
stopped suddenly, paused for a second, glanced at her car, then
at the restaurant. Taking one step toward her car, she stopped
again in mid stride, turned the other direction and winked at
him.
Kyle could see
her walk change every step. Her hips started to wiggle more, and
she started to almost bounce as she approached the door.
* * *
Juana walked into the restaurant, and remembered Kyle's words,
"Look happy." Smiling at a middle age man in line before
her, she watched his eyes move over her body, pausing at the hem
of the skirt and at her breasts. As he looked at her face, she
smiled at him.
She could
feel everybody's eyes on her. She could almost hear their thoughts.
Most of the women were looking at her disapprovingly. Most of
the men were leering at her. As the line moved closer to the counter,
she looked at her co-workers and some of them had stopped working
to look at her. Smiling at them, she glanced at her boss, who
had also stopped to stare at her.
"You
have customers waiting, guys," she yelled out, and they suddenly
returned to work, occasionally stealing a glimpse at her.
Finally,
she was ready to order. Her boss walked over to the counter, looked
at her and said, "Nice outfit, Juana."
She smiled
at him and answered, "Do you really like it, Mr. Jansen?"
"Um,
yes I do. What do you want to order?"
"Let
me have one double cheeseburger and a Coke, a salad with French
dressing and a milk." She answered as she leaned slightly
over the counter. "I'm so tired today, Mr. Jansen,"
she continued, raising her hands over her head to stretch. She
could feel her blouse move up, baring her breasts to him. Lowering
her hands, she pretended not to notice that her breasts were uncovered,
smiling as her boss stared at them. His eyes grew and his mouth
opened in surprise.
"Do
you want tits with that? I mean fries!... Do you want any fries?"
"Fries,
yeah, let me have a big, hot order of fries, and don't forget
the milk Mr. Jansen."
"The
milk? Oh yeah, the milk."
He turned
and quickly got her food. Carefully putting it into a bag, he
stared straight at her bare breasts. Not taking his eyes off of
her chest, he handed her the order and stuttered a thank-you.
She smiled
at him and turned to walk out. Just in front of the door, she
dropped the milk carton, turned to her boss and said loudly, "I
am such a klutz sometimes." Bending at the waist, she picked
up the milk carton, feeling her skirt rise. Not bothering to fix
it, she walked out the door, returning to the limo with her breasts
still exposed and the hem of her skirt nearly to her waist.
She climbed
into the limo, and as she got in she fixed her skirt and pulled
her blouse down, covering her breasts. "Was that happy enough?"
"Very
nice show, Juana. Here's your cash."
"Thank
you."
"You're
welcome, Juana. Now I want to buy back the outfit you have on.
One hundred dollars."
She laughed
at him and answered, "Only a hundred?"
"Only
one hundred. I've already seen all of you."
Giggling
she replied, "Two hundred and we have a deal."
Kyle handed
her the money, and she pulled off her top and handed it to him.
Smiling at him, she pulled the skirt off and tossed it to him.
"Do you like what you see, Kyle?"
"Very
much. Now tell me you aren't having fun."
"I
have to admit that I have had some fun today."
"I
can tell. Spread your legs for me."
"You
aren't going to pay me?" she asked as she opened her legs
for him.
"How
much do you want?"
"This
is free." She put her hands on the inside of her thighs,
pressing her breasts together. Shaking her breasts for him she
said, "I am so horny."
"Wait
a second." Kyle stepped out of the limo and opened the trunk.
He returned with a video camera and told her, "Keep going."
Watching
him set the camera up she asked him, "You're going to let
other people see this tape?"
"Some,
but I keep them mostly for myself. I show them at parties sometimes
and to other girls." Kyle focused the camera on Juana, "Play
with your pussy Juana."
Juana smiled
at the camera and moved her hands between her legs. Slowly and
softly she slid her finger along her lips. "I'm so hot, I
need to be fucked now. Fuck me, Kyle, please."
"Maybe
later, but for now make yourself cum for the camera."
As she felt
the car start to move, she opened her lips with both hands, "C'mon
Kyle. You don't want to fuck this?"
"I
want to watch you fuck yourself."
Sliding
a finger inside, she let out a soft moan. Looking straight into
the camera, she caressed herself, "Wow, I am so horny."
Starting to breathe faster, she started to rub her clitoris with
her other hand. Juana arched her back and closed her eyes. Her
fingers moved faster and faster. Pulling her finger out of her
pussy, she concentrated on rubbing her clitoris. Moving her finger
in a tight circle, she could feel her orgasm begin. Opening her
eyes, she looked at the camera. Loudly she began to moan, "Mmmmmm.
Oooohhh."
Pushing
her hips into the air, she pressed against her own hand and her
cries of ecstasy grew louder. With a final moan, she moved her
hand from between her legs and collapsed into the seat.
Kyle continued
recording Juana as she came down from her orgasm. "Are you
ready for my next proposition, Juana?"
Her desires
satisfied for the moment, Juana tried to cover her naked body
and answered. "Can I put some clothes on first?"
"We'll
see."
"At
least can you put down the camera?"
"Not
right now. I wanna get all of this on tape. Are you ready for
the next proposition."
"I
guess..."
"I'll
start this at five hundred dollars. We're on our way to another
bar..."
"I'm
not going to prostitute myself again Kyle."
"Don't
worry, this one's different. This time I'm going to give you some
extra cash, and you will be the one paying somebody to..."
"I'm
not gonna pay some guy to fuck me!"
"Patience
Juana, patience. Let me finish. Like I was saying, you will be
the one paying somebody. But there's a twist."
"No."
"You
haven't even let me finish. The twist is that you have to pay
this stranger to come back to the limo with you, and let me videotape
the two of you together."
"No,"
Juana answered quickly.
"I
didn't finish yet. You have to come back with another woman; not
a man, but a girl."
"No
way Kyle, I'm not a lesbian or anything like that."
"Let
me show you something." Kyle opened the video cabinet, pulled
out a tape and pushed it into the VCR. "I found these two
girls at a junior college. They were walking out of the building
together and they looked so good together that I gave them five
thousand each to let me make a tape of them together. They had
never done anything like it before either, but I've talked to
them a few times since. They told me that they liked it so much
that they moved in together. Who knows, Juana, maybe you'll like
it too."
"I
don't think so, Kyle."
"We'll
be at the bar in about half an hour. Watch the tape, and then
we'll talk."
Juana looked
at the television and saw two girls, about the same age as her,
one blonde and the other brunette. They were sitting in the limo,
listening to Kyle.
The two
girls on the tape laughed, then their mouths touched. At first
the kisses were just pecks between giggles, but soon the kisses
started to get longer and more passionate. The brunette slowly
started to move her hand toward the blonde's breast, and as she
opened her mouth to let the blonde's tongue into her mouth she
started to caress the other girls breast. The blonde fell back
onto the seat, pulling the other girl on top of her. The brunette's
hand pulled the blonde's blouse up, and she slid her hand under
her bra and started to caress her bare breast.
In what
seemed an instant, the two girls were naked and running their
hands over each other's bare body. The blonde was now on top,
and she gently moved her mouth down the brunette's body. She took
a nipple into her mouth and as she looked up at the other girl,
she softly nibbled it making the brunette softly moan. The blonde
laughed softly, and kissed her way down the brunette's body.
She shyly
kissed the brunette's pussy, slowly running her tongue along the
lips. The camera focused on the brunette's face. The pleasure
that the girl was feeling was obvious. Her eyes were closed and
she moaned louder. The camera moved down, and Juana could see
that the brunette was holding the blonde's mouth against her clit.
The camera zoomed out, and now Juana watched as the brunette started
to orgasm. Her cries of ecstasy filled the limo as Kyle turned
the volume louder. The brunette was now lifting herself into the
air, and the blonde was doing her best to stay with the brunette's
frantic movements.
Suddenly,
the brunette pushed the blonde away from her and started to laugh
as she said, "Stop! That's enough." The blonde tried
to continue, but the other girl covered herself with her hand
and wouldn't let her.
Juana heard
Kyle's recorded voice, "Now it's your turn Jamie to make
Karen come."
The brunette
looked into the camera with a smile, and as the girls changed
positions, the screen went blank.
"We're
at the bar, Juana."
Juana quickly
blinked, trying to focus on Kyle instead of what she had seen
on the tape. "What, Kyle?"
"We're
here. Five hundred dollars to go inside and bring another girl
back with you."
"No,
Kyle, I can't."
"I
bet you'll like it. Let me change the offer a little. We'll make
it two thousand dollars, but whatever you have to pay your partner
comes out of that."
"No,
Kyle." Juana answered trying to sound convincing.
"OK,
maybe you're right. Two thousand isn't enough, you might end up
with nothing. Five thousand."
"Five
thousand dollars?"
"You
have to pay the other girl, though."
"Do
I have to wear that outfit?" Juana asked pointing at the
tiny blouse and skirt.
"No.
I want you to look more approachable. I have another outfit for
you. It's not quite as revealing. I want you to be able to talk
to some girls, not fight off every man in the club."
Juana softly
bit her lip and answered, "No, Kyle. Not with another woman.
I'll go in there and bring back a guy."
"It
has to be a woman, Juana. I like you, so I'll make it six thousand."
"Let
me see the other outfit first."
Kyle opened
the door and walked to the trunk. Returning with another bag he
handed it to her.
Juana opened
it, pulling out a tight pair of jeans and another tank top, but
this one would actually cover her.
"But
I have no clue how to do this. I've never tried to pick up a girl
before. So how am I supposed to find a girl to come with me?"
"It's
not that hard, and you will have the cash to help you."
"I
don't know. I don't think I can do it, but I'll try. Six thousand
right?"
"Uh-huh."
"What
happens if I try but can't find a partner." Juana asked as
she slipped the jeans over her thighs.
"Then
you get nothing."
Pulling
the top over her head she smiled at him and said, "I'll try,
but I don't think I'll be able to do it."
"Confidence,
Juana. You need to think positively. Be back here in less than
two hours."
Juana opened
the door, and for the first time noticed that the sun had set.
"What time is it?"
"It's
eight, you have until ten." Kyle answered as he stepped out
with her.
"I
thought you were going to wait here for me."
"Two
hours is a long time to wait. I'll go in after you and you won't
even know that I'm there. When I see you leave, I'll be sure to
get back here before you do."
Juana walked
into the bar. Finding an empty stool, she sat and looked around.
The bar was half full, and some couples were dancing to the retro
music that blared from the speakers. The bartender approached
her and said, "That guy over there wants to buy you a drink."
Juana looked
at the guy, middle aged and already half drunk.
She leaned
forward and whispered her reply, "Tell him that I told him
to go fuck himself."
The bartender
laughed and Juana continued, "If any other guy offers to
buy me a drink, give them the same answer for me, okay?"
"How
about if a woman wants to?"
"Then
you can tell me about it. I'm Juana, by the way," she replied
with a warm smile.
"Nice
to meet you, Juana. I'm Randy. What are you drinking."
"Rum
and Cokes," she answered.
She watched
the bartender approach the middle-aged guy and whisper something
to him. The guy looked at her with a frown and Juana laughed.
The bartender walked to the other end of the bar, and whispered
something to a woman dressed in an expensive business suit. She
laughed and looked at Juana.
The woman
walked around the bar and approached Juana. "Hi, my name's Laura."
"Hi,
Laura. I'm Juana," she answered with a coquettish smile.
"Randy
tells me that you aren't looking for any guys tonight. Is that
true?"
Juana continued
to smile and said, "It's true." Out of the corner of
her eye, Juana saw Kyle waving his arms. "Excuse me, I'll
be right back."
"I'll
be right here waiting for you." Laura answered with a smile.
Juana walked
past Kyle and continued toward the bathrooms. Kyle quickly caught
up to her.
"What's
the matter, Kyle?"
"Not
her, she's too old."
"Sorry,"
she answered sarcastically. "You didn't give me any specifications."
"Well,
I am now, not her, she's too old. Look for somebody younger and
more attractiv,." Kyle answered.
"You
think this is easy? I've never done this before. How am I going
to show her that I'm not interested?"
"You'll
think of something," Kyle answered with a wink as he left
her alone in the hall.
Returning
to her stool, Juana sat and heard Laura ask, "So can I buy
you a drink?"
"Sorry,
not tonight. Maybe next time."
Laura gave
her a confused look and walked away.
Spending
the next hour and a half trying to pick up another woman, Juana
looked at the clock and realized that she had run out of time.
She looked across to Kyle, shrugged her shoulders and frowned.
Kyle walked
around to her and said, "You tried."
"I
really did, but nobody was interested. I had a couple of "maybes"
but as soon as I started talking about going to a limo so you
could watch, they got turned off. I tried offering them money,
I even offered one girl five thousand, but she wouldn't do it.
That brunette over in the corner said she would do it if you just
watched and didn't videotape us."
"I
guess you just had bad luck on this one. But I'll make you a deal.
If you can somehow get behind the bar and convince one of the
bartenders to let you give him a blowjob right there, then you
can earn your money."
"In
front of everybody?"
"Yes.
Well, not in front of everybody, just the people by the bar."
"Do
I have to take anything off."
"Show
your tits and let him come all over them."
"But
this place is packed. I don't think that we can do this."
"You
can try."
"Six
thousand dollars?"
"Yes.
Six thousand."
"I'll
try." Juana answered. She got the Randy's attention and winked
at him as he approached her.
"Another
rum and Coke?
"Actually,
I would rather have something else."
"Name
it, I can make it."
Juana leaned
toward the him, and whispered into his ear, "I want to suck
your cock, Randy."
"Whoa.
I thought you weren't interested in any guys."
"I'm
not interested in any guy. Randy. I want to suck your cock right
now."
"I
have a break in five minutes."
"I'll
be waiting for you," she replied, licking her lips. Juana
looked over at Kyle and winked with a smile. She drank her rum
and Coke slowly, and soon Randy returned.
"We
can go in the back."
"Right
here. I want to make you come right here."
"In
front of everybody?"
"Behind
the bar." Juana hopped over the bar and landed on the other side.
She brought her lips to his and passionately kissed him, running
her hand down his body, softly caressing his butt. Letting her
hand slide between his legs, she felt his hard cock through his
pants and broke the kiss.
Taking a
look around, she saw the people around the bar watching them.
Breaking the kiss, she winked at Randy with a sly grin on her
face, pulled the straps of her top off of her shoulders and pulled
the tank top to her stomach, baring her breasts to Randy and whoever
was watching. Slowly kissing her way down his shirt, she knelt
in front of the startled bartender and unzipped his pants. Reaching
her hand inside, she opened the front of his boxers and pulled
out his cock. Grabbing it with one hand, she looked up at him
as she ran her tongue along the head.
Slowly,
she put her lips around his cock and slowly let it slide into
her mouth. With her eyes open, she looked at her audience as she
bobbed her head back and forth. She looked up at Randy and saw
that his eyes were closed and an expression of ecstasy was on
his face. She felt him slowly start to rock back and forth, and
she let him fuck her mouth, softly sucking on his cock as it went
in and out of her.
He started
to move faster, and using all of her coordination, she kept up
with him, not letting too much of his cock into his throat, but
not letting it fall out of her mouth. Soon, she felt his thrusts
start to get more erratic, and she pulled his cock out of her
mouth and pumped it with her hand.
With a soft
groan, Randy pushed into Juana's hand and started to orgasm. Moving
her hand as fast as she could, she felt his cum spray onto her
chest, some of it splashing onto her face, not stopping until
he put his hand onto hers and pulled his cock away from her.
Juana looked
around the bar and saw everybody stare at her. Soon one of the
guys started to clap, and as more people joined in, the applause
was joined by whistles and yells. Standing up, her blouse still
at her stomach, she licked her lips and bowed. As the applause
grew louder still, she hopped over the bar and walked outside,
the bartender's cum still on her exposed skin.
Once outside,
she turned to see some of the crowd following her, "Show's
over guys," she said as she pulled her top up.
The small
crowd that followed her broke into applause again, and with a
smile Juana stood and pulled her top up, again exposing her breasts
to the crowd and curtsied. Waving her hands to them she adjusted
her top and waited for Kyle.
As the crowd
realized that the show really was over, they slowly drifted back
into the bar and Kyle soon joined her. Walking back to the limo
in silence, Kyle opened the door for her, and as she sat inside
the limo, Juana started to quickly strip off her top.
"What
are you doing Juana?"
"I'm
taking off my clothes so you can fuck me, Kyle." "I
haven't even..."
"Shut
up, Kyle. If you don't fuck me now I'm gonna rape you."
Peeling
off her jeans, she opened her legs and started to wildly rub her
clit. "C'mon, Kyle."
When he
hesitated for a second. Juana threw herself at him and started
to rub his cock through his pants. Pulling his pants down, she
freed his hard cock and started to lick it. Pushing him down,
she sat on top of him and pushed her pussy onto his cock. "You're
gonna fuck me now if you're ready or not."
As Juana
let herself down onto him, she felt his cock slide into her. Rubbing
her clit as she bounced up and down, she told him, "I've
wanted a cock inside of me since I left the restaurant topless
and all I've been able to do is tease. Yes, I'm a slut, Kyle.
Fuck me, Kyle, fuck me."
Juana pushed
his cock so it was completely inside her, and she started to rock
back and forth, feeling his cock tease her clit. "Ohhhh.
Your cock feels so good, Kyle. Mmmmm."
Juana sat
back up and moved her hand onto her clit. Bouncing on him, she
furiously rubbed her clit and moaned uncontrollably as her orgasm
started. Arching her back, her orgasm overtook her and she erratically
continued her bouncing.
Collapsing
on top of him, she pressed her lips to his and rolled so he was
laying on top of her. "Fuck me, Kyle, fuck me, fuck me!"
she screamed at him.
Kyle pumped
into her as fast as he could as Juana's screams of ecstasy were
filling the limo.
"Harder
Kyle, fuck me harder. Faster Kyle, ohhhhh, fuck me faster and
harder Kyle. Ohhh, yes, yeeesss, yeeeessssss."
Kyle felt
himself start to lose control, and with a final push, he felt
his orgasm release, and his cum filled Juana as she continued
to scream.
"More,
Kyle! Fuck me more, Kyle. I need more!" she pleaded.
"Give
me a couple of minutes," he answered.
Pushing
him off of her, she rubbed her clit and her orgasm continued.
Finally, with a final moan, her orgasm crescendoed and she fell
back onto the seat. Closing her eyes, she gently rubbed her labia.
Satiated,
she looked at Kyle and smiled. "Sorry. I needed to do that."
Kyle laughed
softly and said. "Sorry? For what? I have one more proposition
for you, Juana."
"What's
that, Kyle?"
"Do
you want a job? I bet I can pay you more than the burger joint
and you'll have a good time and make lots of new friends."
"I'll
think about it. Just take me to my car please."
Laughing,
Kyle answered, "We'll see, Juana, We'll see."
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