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Paying the Rent
By my junior year in college, I had to live off campus.
On campus housing was not guaranteed past the sophomore year
and I had failed to win a dorm room in the lottery. Despite
having a half scholarship, student loans (I was so broke I
qualified for everything!) and two part time jobs (I was a
waitress at a college hang out and cashiered at a shoe
store), I could not afford an apartment. I found a family
that was renting out a room near campus. They live in a
slightly run down area and were apparently just making ends
meet themselves. But the price was right, $100.00 a month.
I had to share a bathroom and eat on campus but it was
livable. I figured I would be at school or work most of the
time anyway so I would only be using it to sleep.
The couple, Bob and Linda, were in there late thirties.
They had two children, Bob Jr who was 16 and Maryanne who
was 14. Bob worked as a beer deliveryman and looked like he
sampled his wares often (big gut). He was big (6' 4"} all
over and quite loud and cocky. Linda was in sharp contrast
to her husband, small and frail looking almost anemic. She
was quiet and meek always deferring to Bob. The kids fit
much the same pattern with Bob Jr being a smaller replica of
his father (loud and boisterous) and Maryanne being slight
and quiet. I must admit that Bob scared me little bit and
it disturbed me the way Bob Jr. looked at me and seemed to
hang around me a lot.
The fall semester past and I did not have any troubles
at the house. As I expected, I spent little time during the
day there, usually leaving by eight in the morning and
rarely returning before ten at night. I only seemed to see
the family during the weekends between working my jobs. My
troubles started in late December. With final exams, I had
to cut back on my work. Because I was under so much stress
with exams, I caught a flu bug that kept me in bed for two
weeks after exams were finished. Then, one of my student
loan grants was late so I had to pay the bill myself until
the grant would arrive (it turned out it arrived the second
week in February!). My meager resources had been stretched
beyond the breaking point. I did not have enough money to
buy books for my classes or to pay the rent. I talked with
the Financial Aid office but they could not help me as I
already had every loan and grant that I qualified for. I
thought I might be able to get enough to pay for my books by
getting an advance from my jobs. I would just have to get
an extension on paying my rent.
Bob was up that evening when I got home from the shoe
store at 10:00 pm(He usually went to bed early as he had to
start work at 5:00 AM but Thursday night was his bowling
night). He was in the rec room watching TV drinking a beer.
I sat down on a chair and told him I needed to talk to him
about the rent. He said that he had wanted to talk to me
too since I was already a week overdue. I explained to him
about the grant being late and that I would not be able to
pay the rent until it arrived. He stared at me and did not
say a thing for a long minute. Then he said that it was
unacceptable and that my personal problems didn't concern
him. I was shocked because I had expected him to listen to
reason. I was trying to think of which one of my friends I
could stay with for a little while. Since the new semester
didn't start for another week, they were all at home for the
break.
Bob looked at me kind of funny like he was enjoying
making me squirm. His ego may have needed to make me feel
bad to make him feel good. I thought maybe if I played on
that, he might let me stay. I used my best poor helpless
female voice and said that I didn't know what I was going to
do if he kicked me out. Bob said that he still wanted
"compensation" but maybe we could work something out. I
suggested that maybe I could help with the housework. He
said that Linda already did that and didn't need any help.
He said that there might still be a way. I knew he was
hinting at something but that he wanted me to suggest it. I
couldn't figure out what though (I was still pretty naive in
those days). He seemed frustrated that I couldn't come up
with it. Finally, he got up and walked down the hall to my
room saying that if nothing could be worked out, he guessed
he would have to pack my stuff up and set me out. I was
near tears at this point as I followed him down the hall and
into my small room. He had opened my closet and was taking
my bags out and setting them on the bed. He reached into
the top drawer of the dresser and took my clothes out and
set them in the bag. I said that I would do anything if he
just wouldn't kick me out (helpless hadn't worked, maybe
begging would). That may have not been the magic words but
they were close enough.
Bob stopped on the second drawer and turned around and
faced me. He asked me if I really meant it. I said yes.
He said that for a pretty girl like you, a way could be
worked out. The way he said that sent a chill down my
spine. Now I new what he wanted. He said that he had
certain "needs" that Linda wasn't always capable of
fulfilling and that if I did, he would consider this month's
rent paid. He was looking very intently at me waiting for
my response. I did not move as I considered my options. I
really didn't have any. I could get kicked out onto the
street in the middle of the cold winter night and walk
around the streets with all my possessions ( a motel room
was out of the question as I only had $1.67 in cash).
School was closed so I couldn't even hang out at the library
or somewhere else on campus. All my friends were home for
the break so there was no one to call. I really wasn't
looking forward to doing anything with Bob as he was big and
had a gut and certainly wasn't going be very concerned about
me. Not my first choice for the fourth man I would go to
bed with (The first two were boyfriends back from my high
school days and I had only one boyfriend my sophomore year
but that had ended). But what choice did I have?
I said "Just tonight, right?", He signalled yes. "And
the month is paid off?", Again he said yes. $100.00 for an
evening of unpleasantness wasn't too bad (especially for
someone as poor as I was). "What about your family?", I was
looking for an escape. Closing the door to my bedroom Bob
said, "They are all asleep in the other part of the house.
As long as you don't scream, we should be alright." I
slowly said "O-kay" and he broke into a big grin.
He responded "O-kay! Boy, I have always wanted to see
those tits, so hurry up!" As I said, Bob was crude. I
slowly pulled my outer sweater over my head and set it on
the bed. He quickly moved the bags onto the floor and sat
down on the bed. I un-tucked my turtle neck from my jeans
and pulled that over my head too. He was practically
drooling looking at me standing before him in my bra. I
reached down and started to unbutton my jeans. He said
"forget that for now, I want to see those tits!" I stopped
and hesitated (no reprieve from the governor!). He said
"come on now." I reached back and unhooked the bra. I
lowered the straps and removed it. Bob whistled softly. "I
knew that were big but they are absolutely gorgeous!" I was
turning twenty shades of red standing in front of him
topless. He said, "Bring those babies over here so I can
get a closer look. I stepped in front of him at the edge of
the bed. As I did, his hands came up and grabbed my
breasts. He tried to take the whole thing into his hands
but could not cover them up. He took the nipples between
his thumb and his finger and began to tweak them. Though I
was still disgusted with the thought of what I was going to
have to do to pay rent, my nipples responded and hardened.
He bent his head over and took one of the nipples in his
mouth. He sucked it, then bit down on it (subtle he
wasn't). I pulled back slightly and he released and put his
mouth on the other. After he pulled off he said, "You
certainly put Linda to shame!" (She is slight and almost
flat chested) He played with my breasts a few more minutes,
licking and fondling them, resting his head in my cleavage.
Bob said, "Boy this is heaven. A guy could get lost in
here!"
Finally, he pulled back and looked up at me. "O-kay,
lets see the rest of you." I stepped back and slipped my
shoes off. I bent over and pulled both socks off. Then, I
unbuttoned my jeans and put them on the bed with the rest of
my clothes. Bob was breathing noticeably heavier and I
could see a bulge in his pants. I pulled down my panties
and threw them with the rest of my clothes. I was now
standing naked in front of Bob. He looked appreciatively up
and down me. He gave me a hand signal to spin around. I
turned slowly and he let out another whistle. "You are some
piece of work. Come here." I steeped back to in front of
him and his hands reached behind me and fell on my bottom.
He squeezed each bun and stared at my pussy. Finally, his
right hand left my bottom and came to the front. He slid
his hand threw my pubic hair and a finger entered my vagina.
A second joined it and he felt all around my insides.
"Nice", he purred. He pulled his hand out and patted the
bed next to him. I picked up my clothes from the bed and
set them on the dresser. Bob quickly pulled his bowling
shirt off and kicked his shoe off. As I turned back to the
bed, he was lowering his slacks and undershorts together.
He had a prominent beer gut and was quite hairy. He had a
small thin penis (about four inches). He sat back on the
bed and I sat stiffly next to him.
Bob reached down and stroked his cock. "Why don't you
kiss it?", more an order than a request. I wasn't very
experienced in oral sex and his smallish cock hardly looked
appetizing. I bent over and took the tip in my mouth and
sucked with my lips. He roughly grabbed the back of my head
and pushed me down on his cock. My nose was in his pubic
hair and I could feel his balls on my chin. His hands were
in my hair and he pulled and pushed. He was basically
masturbating himself with my mouth. After about three
minutes, he moaned and pulled my head down hard and would
not let me escape. He started to shoot in my mouth and I
had no choice but to swallow. He tasted bitter. Bob said,
"Now lick it clean like a good little girl." I licked
halfheartedly and took his dick out of my mouth. Atleast he
didn't have much staying power and now it was over.
But it wasn't. Bob told me, "Lie back and get ready
for the ride of your life." I laid on my bed and got ready
for what was to come. He had not really regained his
erection yet but that wasn't going to stop him. He climbed
on top of me and I could fell all his weight. I could
barely breath. He reached back and grabbed his dick. No
preliminaries or anything, he just slipped it in. Needless
to say, I wasn't very well lubricated as not much about the
situation excited me. Luckily, he was not fully erect so it
didn't hurt to terribly. He started stroking in and out and
he hardened slightly. "Now doesn't that feel good?", he
asked. I just turned my head away but he would have none of
that. He pushed my head back straight and stuck his tongue
into my mouth. After a couple minutes, he was fully erect.
My breathing was coming hard, more the result of his weight
crushing me then what he was doing.
He stopped and said, "I want to do something different,
Linda only lets me do it this way. I want to get a hold of
those tits. Roll over and we'll do it like the dogs." He
pulled out and I rolled over on my belly. "Now lift that
ass up!", he instructed. I rose to my knees and buried my
face in the pillow. Atleast I wouldn't have to let him in
my mouth anymore. SMACK he slapped my ass! I jumped a
little as he made me spread my legs a little wider. He
entered swiftly and put his weight over my back. He reached
around and grabbed my breasts and started squeezing them
hard. He seemed to have only one pace (fast) and was
pushing in and out. He groaned and pulled out his dick and
shot his sperm all over my back. I collapsed and he just
stayed on his knees behind me. I hoped that it was finally
over.
Bob got off the bed and started putting his clothes
back on. "Pretty good wasn't it? I knew you were a hot
little number. Maybe you'll want to pay next months rent
this way too?" I just laid on the bed hoping he would
leave. He finished dressing and quickly left the room.
I got up and put my robe on. I went to the bathroom
and climbed under the shower. I turned it on extra hot and
scrubbed myself raw. I wanted to keep moving so I wouldn't
have to think about what had happened. But thoughts raced
threw my head. Finally, I rationalized that I had little
choice in the matter. And besides, I had managed to "pay"
the rent so I should have a little extra when the grant
finally arrived. Now all I had do to do was figure a way to
get books.
Friday morning, I got up early and out of the house. I
didn't want to face Linda (Bob would already be at work). I
knew that I wouldn't be able to get an advance from my shoe
store job. The shoe store wasn't a very busy store and
Lucy, the manager was a cold fish. I wouldn't get any
sympathy from her. Now Jack, the manager at the restaurant,
was another story. He was everyone's friend and I thought
he probably would give me the advance. Since the restaurant
didn't open until 11:00, I killed time by walking down to
the mall and window shopping.
I met Jack at the door of the restaurant when he
arrived at 10:00. He let the day crew in and we went to his
office. I told him that I needed and advance of $200.00 in
order to buy text books. Jack said, "I can appreciate the
spot your in but I can't give you an advance. If I gave you
one, that would open a whole can of worms because lots of
other people would want one. Now I know of a way for you
get that money, but you may not be interested." I told him
that I would listen. Jack continued, "I've got a bachelor
party schedule for the Green Room tonight and since Kathy
quit, I'm short one girl." Kathy was another waitress who
occasionally worked as a stripper for bachelor parties.
Usually, Jack would get a couple of girls from the "Wild
Stallion Lounge", a strip joint outside of town. Kathy
started doing parties for the extra money. She was
immediately ostrazied by all the workers (except the boys
who harassed her). She had put up with alot of insults and
hassles and had finally quit. Jack said, "The Wild Stallion
could only send one girl because Friday is a big night for
them. It pays $250.00 plus "tips"." I couldn't believe how
much it paid. No wonder Kathy put up with all the abuse. I
asked Jack exactly what I would have to do. "Well, you and
the other girl would do a strip tease for about twenty guys.
You would be expected to sit in the grooms lap and he would
probably touch you. You'll have to dance around all the
guys and some may touch you. You'll be expected to dance
for atleast an hour. Some of the girls earn "tips" by
working privately in the cloakroom. You wouldn't have to do
that but I hear that some of the girls make out pretty well.
Well, what do you think?" Good question. I didn't know
what I thought. On the one hand, I've a;ways been a bit shy
about my body and I didn't know if I had the guts to do
something like that, also, I didn't' want to become an
outcast from the other workers like Kathy had. On the other
hand, if I couldn't get my textbooks, I would fall behind
and could risk losing my scholarship, and any chance of ever
graduating. Also, the night before I had suffered far worse
for only $100.00. I told Jack that I had never done
anything like that and wouldn't know what to do. "Jill, the
dancer form the Wild Stallion can show you what to do." I
asked about the other workers finding out. "We will slip
you in and we never allow waiters in the room while the
girls perform. I'll personally guard the door." The crew
always had a way to find these things out though. I told
him I would do it on the condition that I would just dance,
none of the other stuff. "Fine, Jill will be happy to not
have to share the tips. I'll give you her number and you
call her and she'll set everything up."
I took the number and walked back to the mall. I had a
12-5 shift at the shoe store to work. I asked Lucy for and
advance, hoping to get out of the party tonight, but as
expected, she turned me down flat. I was having a tough
time concentrating on work because I was getting nervous.
Could I go through with it? What had happened last night
was one thing but to get up in front of a bunch of men and
strip was another. Also, I didn't have much time to think
about it last night but was having all day to anticipate the
party tonight. My stomach was beginning to do flip flops.
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