There was another dribble of pee and another groan, "No, not peeing sitting down, peeing in this condition!"

I started to soap my breasts and heard my dad groan again, "Anyway, it's your own fault, you're home two hours early, you were going to be at the club in town until ten o'clock."

"You're right, sorry, I was only intending to have one pint so I could drive home but I met Bob in there and he wanted to turn it into a bit of a session, so I brought him home for a drink here."

"Which Bob?"

"End of the road Bob!"

I heard a sound from down stairs, "Hey Johnny, you fell down the hole or what?"

I looked towards the door, there was a Bob shaped shadow in the hallway between the living room and our bathroom.

"Hi Uncle Bob!"

Bob's face peered around the corner, he saw me rubbing soap into my breasts and he jumped back away from the door, "Sorry Sarah, didn't realise that you were home!"

"That's okay Uncle Bob, I'm sure I don't have anything you haven't seen before."

"I need the toilet as well, should I run down home to use my own toilet?"

I looked at my dad, there was a hint of red on his cheeks, I raised my eyebrows questioningly but my dad made no indication one way or the other.

"you don't have to do that Uncle Bob, my dad will be finished in a second."

Dad took that as a hint that he should finish off, he was less shy when he stood up than he had been when he sat down, Bob had shuffled forward enough to look into the bathroom, I was using a face cloth to wash the soap off of my breasts. My dad flushed the toilet and walked to the hand basin to wash his hands and Bob walked in, Bob wasn't shy in the slightest, he unzipped his trousers and pointed his erection at the toilet bowl with difficulty because he was so hard, my dad was still washing his hands as I looked at Bob's cock.

Bob looked over at me and smiled as a dribble of pee came out of his rock hard cock, I stood up and began to rub soap between my legs. Bob was still holding his cock in his hand as I looked over at my father again, I tried to make eye contact but his eyes were fixed on a point much lower down.

I sat down to rinse the soap away from between my legs and then climbed out of the bath. I picked up my towel and offered it to my father, "Dry my back for me please dad."

I was now standing facing Bob and my dad rubbed the towel over my back, Bob looked over his shoulder at me and gave me a wide grin and he turned to face me, "Need a hand to dry your front?"

My dad cleared his throat and patted my bottom, he whispered in my ear, "I think you can manage that for yourself darling."

I gave Bob a sweet smile and wrapped my towel around my shoulders, "Another time, eh! Uncle Bob!"

I climbed the stairs to my bedroom but stopped on the landing.

"Johnny, how do you manage living here and not jump on that girl every five minutes?"

"I don't know mate, it's got harder this week, she's suddenly lost all her shyess, I think I'm going to have to take a few hours off and see what's on offer in town!"

"I heard that the Asians have a new girl, she's young but not very young, about your Sarah's age and from what I've heard, she has a fantastic body and is being trained to do everything, especially what you like!"

My dad giggled, "I'll definitely go and see her tomorrow then."

Bob laughed and said, "Bottoms up mate!"

My dad worked in Wellingborough and Hamet had already told me that his family had 'Working girls' in Wellingborough so I guessed that my dad would be visiting one of Hamet's familys girls on Friday to work off his frustrations. I dried quickly and pulled my nighty on, no bra and no knickers. I went down to the living room and I was just about to turn the door handle to open the door when I heard Bob's voice.

"So where do you think Vicky is tonight, when the schools are closed, so are the night schools!"

"Don't know, don't really care...she'll be in a better mood when she gets home than she's been in all week, I usually get three nag free days after she's pretended to go to night school.

"How long has it been now since you and Vicky had sex?"

"Eight years."

"What exactly happened between you two?"

"I'm not sure mate, I bathed Sarah, put her to bed and read her a story, then I went down to the living room and started making out with Vicky, she wasn't really happy but we moved to the bedroom, I was probably a little over excited, you know how it can be and I hit the 'Forbidden zone'. Well, she went nuts and stormed out of the bedroom and she's been in the spare bedroom ever since."

"Eight years ago, so Sarah was what? Five or six!"

"About that."

"And you were over excited, I'll bet Vicky thought that washing Sarah in the bath had turned you on."

I herd my dad chuckle, "Well, you know me, that was probably what did turn me on, anyway, that was the last time Vicky let me wash Sarah and Vicky drummed it into Sarah's head that she had to be fully dressed all the time, she ruined that girl but it looks like she's reverting to how she was eight years ago."

I turned on my heels and went back to my room to ponder on what I'd just heard and of course, what I'd seen earlier in Hawthorn Road.

I was very confused, I couldn't remember my father washing me in the bath but I knew that he used to do it. I also remembered that my mother was very up and down, emotionally, happy on Friday and Saturday, less so on Sunday and a real bitch by Monday. Today had certainly explained a lot about my family and my home life.

There was a knock on my bedroom door, I opened it and Bob grinned at me, "I bullied your dad into letting me come up for a goodnight kiss, your mother will be home in about fifteen minutes!"

Bob's grin widened and he raised his eyebrows twice, suggestively. I raised up to the tips of my toes, scooped my right hand behind Bob's neck and pulled him into a kiss, I didn't close my eyes, I looked over Bob's shoulder and saw my dad's head jerk back, he was standing at the top of the stairs, peeping at our neighbour, his best friend since his schooldays, kissing me on my lips.

I felt Bob's cock pressing against my belly, he was rock hard and rolling his hips against my belly so his erection could rub up and down through his clothes and mine. I saw my father peep around the corner three more times before I broke my kiss with Bob, "Will Aunty Barbara be home to give you a hand with that?"

Bob shook his head, "No, wrong week for her and she's not kindly desposed to helping me out during her period."

I kissed him again and let my left hand drop down to rub his cock through his trousers, he gasped into my mouth and groaned a little, "Would hand relief be okay Uncle Bob?"

"Welllllll, I'd prefer full service if it were to be offered!"

"Thirteen minutes left, I think something short of full service would be better Uncle."

I pulled his zip down and pulled his cock out of his trousers and rubbed him, my dad was now straining to see around the corner, see what I was doing to his friend. I pushed Bob back until his back was against the wall opposite my bedroom, I gave him one last kiss and then sank down onto my knees, Bob protested that he wanted to touch me as I wanked him, "That's okay Uncle Bob, I don't need any help!" and with that comment still formed on my lips I leaned forward and sucked his cock into my mouth.

My dad now had a perfect view of what I was doing to Bob, he also realised that I was performing as much for his benefit as for Bob's so he stopped bobbing back and forth around the corner and just stood there watching me suck Bob off. I spent ten minutes getting Bob to his end game although I could have taken him there in just five!

I swallowed Bob's semen and pulled his fly back up. Bob was so happy, so over the moon, that he wanted to kiss me but I shook my head, "Two minutes at the most Uncle Bob, you don't want to get caught up here by the Ice Queen!"

I stood at the top of the stairs and watched my dad and Bob walking down and chattering like school boys, my dad was excited because of what he'd just seen me do for Bob and Bob was overly excited because I'd just given him a blow-job willingly and without him even asking me too. Bob and my dad reached the front door as it opened, my mother stepped in and she smiled at Bob, "Hi Bob, not going already are you?"

"Sorry Vicky, I have to be at work early in the morning."

I went back to my room and went to bed.

I slept in late on Friday, the house was empty when I woke up, I dressed quickly and ran out for the bus into Kettering, I got off the bus one stop before the terminus and walked to the kebab shop. Hamet opened the door and I heard a noise further down the street, five black boys and one young white girl. Hamet left the door open after I was in the shop, Tarique had his arm draped over the girl's shoulder and he walked past his father and through into the kitchen pulling the girl behind him.

Hamet stopped Sahid as he went to walk past him, "Who's the girl?"

"Just a tramp who lives by school, she's been pestering Tarique for weeks to bring her in."

"Is she a virgin?"

"No, Tarique's had her a few times already."

"Okay then, don't mess about with her, go straight for anal, push her along as fast as you can!"

'My replacement!' crossed my mind, Hamet turned to me, "And how do you feel today darling?"

"I'm good thanks, shall I go...you're probably busy!"

"No, one of my brothers will look after her, why don't you go up the small bedroom at the front and wait for me."

"Dressed or undressed?"

"I'd love to watch you strip off for me but with another girl to train we're going to be a little short handed down here so, undressed if you don't mind."

The feeding ritual in the kitchen was far faster than it had been with me, the girl was already being moved from the kitchen to the back bedroom. I was in the passageway leading to the bathroom and small bedroom when Tarique climbed the stairs with the girl, she didn't stop at the top of the stairs like I had done, she reached for the door knob and turned it, Tarique followed the girl into the bedroom and left the door open. The girl was at least a year or two younger than me but as soon as she was in the bedroom she started to undress herself. Tarique's brothers climbed the stairs and moved into the room, I watched through the door as Tarique rolled the girl onto her face and climbed on top of her.

I turned my back, there was a muffled scream from the girl, her bum had been opened by Tarique's cock.

I stripped off in the smaller bedroom, only two beds in that room, both doubles though, looked like six men shared that room as a bedroom. I looked out of the window into the street. I was surprised to see a veteran two tone Vauxhall VX4-90, just like my dad's car, so much so in fact that when the driver got out, he too looked exactly like my father as well.

My jaw dropped like a stone, my father was here, not only here but Hamet was letting him into the shop. I ran, naked to the top of the stairs, I had no idea what I was going to do if my dad was looking for me, all I knew was that I was in a whole world of shit right now!

"Johnny, nice to see you again, and so soon after your last visit."

"Yes, I can't really afford two visits in a month but my daughter is growing fast and last night I saw her giving Bob a hand-job and I was so horny, if I don't empty my balls they'll explode!"

"I told you many years ago that you should bring your daughter to me to have her trained up, it would have saved you fifty-five pounds a month, over seven years, you'd have saved close to five thousand pounds by now."

"True, and I was really tempted but then I'd have missed our little chats...little birdie tells me that you have a new girl under training, do I have to wait until she graduates?"

"No...for my very best customer you can have an early taster, I have a thirteen year old and a twelve year old."

"Is the Thirteen year old the girl with the big tits?"

"Yes."

"Tempting...but a twelve year old is even more tempting!"

"She's under training so all you have to pay is thirty-five pounds for straight sex, no need for the twenty pound supplement...be as hard as you like on her, she's no good to me if she can't take it hard."

I breathed a sigh of relief and walked back down the passageway, Hamet climbed the stairs first and told the boys to leave the room, they all walked down the passage to the small bedroom, Hamet came in and took me while his sons watched. Hamet gave me forty minutes of mind blowing sex and climbed off of my body. I could hear my father fucking the young girl for the whole forty minutes that I was being fucked. Hamet dressed, he turned to me and said, "My son's will fuck you for an hour, if any customers come in, you'll have to service them but when you've finished with my sons I'll introduce you to my cousin, Yasim."

"Who's Yasim?"

"He's the man who'll look after you when you move into Hawthorn Road, he'll send you customers, look after your money, that kind of thing."

I settled down to a mammoth hour of sex with five horny boys, this time it wasn't one at a time, this time I had three holes and between them, they all used all of my holes and kept all three holes occupied for the whole hour.

The hour wasn't an arbitrary time, it was the time left before the shop closed after lunch.

I dressed and looked out of the window, my father's car was still parked outside the kebab shop. I almost tiptoed past the big bedroom, there was less sound but it was obvious that my dad was still fucking the girl.

Hamet walked with me to Hawthorn Road, there was a hotel about half way down the road. Yasim was the 'Owner' of the hotel, I was introduced to him and taken for guided tour of the building, there were two closed bedroom doors and the faint sounds of sex coming from beyond.

"This will be your room, you get to keep it as long as you average forty customers a week, I take thirty five pounds off the 'John' and give him a gold token, you take the token and give him full sex for around thirty minutes, at the end of the evening, you get ten pounds for each gold token. If he only wants oral, he pays me twenty, I give him a silver token, you give him oral sex for twenty minutes and you get five pounds. If the customer only wants hand relief, you spend fifteen minutes wanking him off and you get five pounds again."

I was nodding my head to show that I understood.

"Extras, and this is important, only gold customers get extra, you charge an extra twenty pounds to give them anal, we trust you to share that fifty-fifty with the house, we'll usually know because it'll take longer than thirty minutes to do full service and anal and still keep the customer happy. Bondage is twenty extra, CP, again twenty. You'll get the picture on that as you go along. If you make your 'John' happy, he'll often give you a little present, a fiver or something like that, that money is all yours."

"What happens if I don't average forty men a week?"

"Depends whose fault it is, if there aren't enough customers for me to send you forty customers a week, then nothing happens but if I have customers and you aren't here to work or are taking too long then you lose your room and end up working out on the street."

Again I nodded my head to show that I understood what Yasim was telling me.

"We service your room once a day, we change dirty linen once a day, we supply negligees, you'll find them..."

There was a buzzing from Yasim's pocket, "Excuse me!"

Yasim went down to reception, he released an electronic lock on the front door, a man walked in, I could see the man from the landing above the reception desk.

"Good afternoon sir, and what can I do for you today?"

"Gold service please."

"I only have two girls working at this time of the day, there will be a fifteen minute wait at least."

The customer checked his watch, he looked like he was weighing up the delay to his fun, he looked into the street, there were two women in the street walking up and down already.

"I may have a solution, if you don't mind young girls that is."

I saw the man fighting back a smile, "I don't mind young."

Yasim asked the man to take a seat and he ran up the stairs, "You ready to start work today?"

"Yes."

"Room ten, change into a negligee as quickly as you can, remember to take the token off him."

I went to room ten and undressed, I was just slipping the see-through dressing gown on when there was a knock at the door. I took a deep breath, I opened the door, "Hi, I'm Sarah, can I have your token please?"

He handed me his gold token and I dropped it into the drawer at the side of the bed. I turned and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, he picked me up off the floor and threw me down on the bed. I was trying to do what I'd been taught by Hamet's family but my first customer at the Open Doors Hotel was playing his own game. He seemed to love the kissing part and I was really starting to worry he'd tun past the thirty minute mark, he seemed to be in me for the long ride.

At twenty-five minutes, I lifted my hips to met his thrusts and he boiled over at twenty-nine minutes. I watched him dress himself and I kissed him goodbye at my bedroom door. I went into the en-suite bathroom and sat on the bidet to wash his semen out of my body.

The phone rang I picked it up, "Hello!"

"Sarah, your customer has just left, he had a big grin on his face so I guess all went well?"

"Yes thanks."

"Well, when you're free and ready for another customer, just press the button marked 'Room Service', I'll get a message on my booking screen and send the next customer up."

I pressed the 'Room Service' button.

"Good girl, I have another gold service customer here now, I'll send him up."

As the afternoon went on I heard more girls turning up to occupy bedrooms and there were far more customers turning up as well, I found that fifteen minutes was plenty of time for a bronze customer, twenty minutes was a little tight for some oral customers and thirty minutes for a gold customer was just about right for most men.

My phone rang at five o'clock, "Hello!"

"Sarah, it's five o'clock, what time are you working to today?"

"My bus home is a quarter past six, so I need to be out of here by six at the latest!"

"Okay, I have two men who want to spit-roast a girl, can you take them?"

"Yes, I'm sure I can...just one thing, what's a spit-roast?"

"I'll send them to a more experienced girl."

"No, don't, just tell me what it is."

"Both men at the same time, there are three options, one in your mouth and the other in your cunt, one in your cunt and the other in your arse or, finally, one in your mouth and the other up your bum."

"Okay, I can do that, send them up."

"I'm giving them three gold tokens because I've agreed one hundred and fifty pounds for the hour, they won't need to pay you any extra, whatever they want to do, just let them."

Having two grown men fucking me was a real head spinner and it really topped my first working day off. Yasim had outlined the three options and the men took me all three ways in forty-five minutes before they finished off finally, they pulled out and wanked each other off all over me, plastering me from my fringe to my breasts. I didn't mind one little bit though, at least I wouldn't leave a trail of slime all the way to my bus stop.

I took a quick shower, I stripped the bed and dropped the sheets, the negligee and the dirty towels in the laundry basket. I emptied the bedside drawer, two bronze tokens, three silver and seven gold. I'd earned ninety-five pounds from Yasim and twenty pounds in customer tips and all that in just four and a half hours. I'd also serviced eleven customers when the average was expected to be eight a day, over five days. Even though my last session was quite difficult, I was still feeling on top of the world and the men making passes at me as I walked to the bus lifted me even higher.

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