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Jeni's Story: She works hard for the money
Chapter Twenty Eight
Jeni wasn't certain what to do. She wanted to prove to Nicky she would do
anything he wanted. But the old guy looked as if he hadn't bathed in a year.
Could she do something like that with a total stranger? With Nicky, no problem.
Even with that guy, Paul, at the club last night. He wouldn't be too bad. But
this old man?
"Go on, call him over. Let him see your tits."
Jeni didn't dare hesitate any longer. "Hey mister, come here a minute,
will you?"
The old guy, seeing Jeni naked in the window, ran over to the car.
The smell of him was overpowering, she nearly choked. "You wanted me, miss?"
Jeni looked back at Nicky, only to see him coldly watching her.
"Sure do. I thought you might like to fuck me."
"Shit, lady. I ain't never had an offer like that. I dunno, what with your
boyfriend sitting there. Somehow it don't seem right."
Nicky spoke. "Don't worry about me. The little lady is feeling awfully horny
right now, and I'm kind of tired out. If you have the money, you can climb right
in the back seat there with her, and enjoy yourself."
"Money? You got to be crazy if you think I have enough money to afford anything
as sweet as her."
"How much you got?" Nicky asked. The old guy looked around to see if anyone was
watching them. "Well, I do have some money. About twenty and change."
"Too bad. She costs a hell of a lot more than that. But tell you what.
For twenty, she'll play with your cock while she finger-fucks herself.
What do you say?"
The old guy looked uncertain until Nicky added, "And you can feel her tits all
you want, while she's doing you. So what do you say?"
The guy couldn't pull his money out fast enough. Throwing a twenty on the front
seat near Nicky, he reached into the car and grabbed at Jeni's breasts. Jeni was
revolted by his touch and nearly pulled away.
Nicky whispered to her, "Remember, the other person, not yourself."
Jeni timidly reached her hand out the car window and started to massage the
man's penis through his filthy pants. She felt him get hard almost immediately.
She placed her other hand on her vagina and started to play with herself.
The old man started moaning, and rubbed his crotch harder against her hand.
His hands pulled and squeezed her breasts until she thought she would scream
with the pain.
"Let him know how much pleasure you're getting, baby. Tell him how good it
feels. Tell him how you wish you had his hard hot cock buried deep in your wet
cunt. Go on, talk to him, baby," Nicky whispered to her.
Jeni realized what Nicky was asking her to do. She started talking to the old
guy, telling him how she just wished she could feel his cock in her, How she
wanted to suck it and then shove it, all hard and wet, deep in her burning slit.
How the thought of his cock just made her so hot. Could he smell her cum? She
could, and it only made her want him more.
Jeni refused to think about what she was doing. She knew if she did, she would
scream, or be sick. But she had asked Nicky to do this, and she would show him
that she could. There was no way that she would allow herself to think about how
sick this was.
She inserted her finger deep in her vagina. Remembering how Paul had reacted at
the club the night before, she didn't feel quite as bad doing it here and now.
It was Paul's face she saw as she began to talk.
"Oh god, that feels good. Like a big hard cock, deep inside me. I can feel my
cunt getting wet. I wish I had a big cock instead. One like yours, that would go
in and out, spreading tight my hot wet cunt.
I want your cock to fuck me, and make me cum."
The old guy stood there staring at Jeni as she continued to finger herself.
She was rubbing his crotch real hard and he had to lean against the car to
stay upright.
"Okay, that's enough," said Nicky.
"But you can't stop now, I'm almost there," the old guy cried.
"Sorry about that pal, but again, you got what you paid for."
"But please, you can't leave me like this. Look I have this watch.
It's real gold. Gotta be worth a couple hundred. Just let her finish me off with
her hands, please?"
Nicky reached over and took the watch. He turned it over and then threw it on
the front seat. "Give me the rest of the money."
The old guy threw what little money he had left onto the front seat.
Nicky turned to Jeni and said, "Unzip him and finish him off. And be quick about
it, we don't have all day."
Jeni unzipped the guy's pants. She reached in and found the hard cock. She
didn't really have much room to play with it through his clothes, but she did
the best she could.
The old guy seemed to turn red in the face and let out a soft moan as he came.
His hot cum covered Jeni's hand as she continued to pump him hard. The fellow
sank to his knees, and she heard him say, "Oh thank you, thank you."
Nicky started the car, and pulled away from the curb. Jeni still couldn't let
herself think about what she had just done. She grabbed her clothes and climbed
into the front seat. She started rummaging through the glove compartment.
"What are you looking for?" asked Nicky.
"A kleenex, or rag. Something. My hand is covered in his cum."
"Lick it off."
Jeni turned in horror to stare at Nicky. She hadn't really heard him say
that, did she?
"Lick it!" he ordered
Her eyes locked on his in the rear-view mirror as she slowly brought her hand to
her mouth. Her tongue slipped from her mouth, and started to lick it.
"Just think it's mine. Like yesterday, suck it all off. I want to hear how
it turns you on. I want to hear how excited you feel as you suck my cum off
your hand."
Jeni could no longer look Nicky in the eyes. She closed hers and continued to
lick the sticky, foul tasting stuff from her hand.
"I don't hear anything. You are excited, aren't you?"
Jeni started talking. "God, I love this stuff. To think it came from your hard
hot cock. It tastes so good and makes me feel so sexy.
I wish you had cum all over me. All over my face. I wish you had just cum and
cum, so I could live off this sweet stuff forever. God, it turns me to jelly,
thinking about your hard cock. Wanting it deep inside my burning cunt." At last
she was done.
"You did pretty good, there. And we made a few bucks besides. I should be able
to get at least seventy-five, maybe a hundred, for the watch. All in all, not a
bad afternoon."
Jeni didn't know what to say, so sat there silent.
"Hey, you okay? You're not going to be sick, or anything like that, are you?"
"No, I'm okay, I guess. It's just that I feel so dirty."
"There you go again. Always thinking about how you feel. The hell with what I'm
feeling right now. Fuck, you never change, do you? I don't know why I put up
with your shit all the time."
"Maybe I am selfish at times," Jeni replied, feeling angry. "But what could you
possibly be feeling right now, that would make me feel better about what I did?
I didn't do it because I liked what I did. I did it for you. I have a right to
feel lousy about myself, if I want."
"You can feel anything you want. You only ever worry about your feelings
anyways. The fact that I am sitting here, totally turned on.
Wanting to fuck the living shit out of you. That doesn't matter a fuck. No, we
just worry about little miss fuck-up, don't we."
"You're tuned on by what I did? How could you? That's sick."
"Sick? What the fuck are you talking about. How else should I feel. I just sat
there and watched you show how much you really love
me. To have done what you did, simply because I wanted you to."
"Of course, I'm horny as hell. Knowing if you did that, there's nothing you
wouldn't do. And all because you love me so much. I'm a really lucky guy. I just
wish you would realize what you mean to me.
You may not like what I ask you to do, but you do it simply because you love me.
I can't think of anything that can be more meaningful than that."
Jeni felt her heart swell. She did love Nicky, and now she was sure he realized
it. She knew what she had done was worth it, if it proved her love for Nicky.
And he was right, there was nothing she wouldn't do for him to prove it again.
"The only thing that would be a greater turn on than that, would be if you liked
it. Liked doing it because you knew I get turned on by seeing you do it. No
matter how low, degrading or disgusting. Knowing that you really wanted to show
me how much love you really had for me.
You enjoying it because you knew that it made me feel good, and that you felt
good about that.
"I don't know, Nicky. I know I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want me to.
I do love you. And I am ready to prove it a thousand times. But to like doing
something like that. I ain't sure I can.
But I'll try, really I will."
"I guess I'll have to settle for that for now. I'll just have to have some
patience with you. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you really do love me after all.
Maybe it's just you don't know how to express it fully yet."
Jeni felt her heart expand. It was with real disappointment, when she
realized they had arrived at the club. She didn't want Nicky to leave her
now. She just wanted to stay with him and share her feelings with him. She
put her clothes back on.
"Nicky, do you really have to leave now? Maybe we can go somewhere, just the two
of us? I could take care of that lump in your pants."
"Hey, come on, you've got work to do, remember? I still need the money. Matter
of fact, I was wondering if there was something that you could do to increase
the amount you've been taking in."
"Well, I did as much as I could last night. I'll just have to hustle
harder tonight."
"I guess if that's the best you can do, I can't really ask much more, now can I?
Just that I was hoping that you would be bringing in more. It means that you'll
have to work a bit longer at the club than we originally planned."
"Well maybe there is something I could do."
"Yeah, and what's that? I don't want you doing something that makes you feel
bad. I can wait."
"I could work the back wall, like the other girls do."
"You mean the touch and feel routine? I couldn't ask you to do that."
"But I want to, Nicky. It would be for you. Like what I did with that old guy.
It won't be that bad, I'm sure. And I would be doing it for you."
"Well if you really mean it. Oh Jeni, I would be lost without you.
Come on, I want to check in, and see how Laurie is doing."
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