Trisha did not dally. She called the number and met the person she talked to over the phone. She was told where to go and briefed on the arrangements. She told them her reasons with the proof of her mom's bills and her situation. The manager saw the sincerity and honesty in Trisha's words that they offered to give her a loan after a month of training. A training session that lasted months and today is her first official working day.
And now, she is in front of her very first client.
Gaining her poise back, she was already feeling a bit confident. She was trained, and this situation had been in their training. The only difference is how his reactions are more intense, making her feel even more nervous. But looking at how he is pleased with her beauty, her confidence was boosted.
“Hmmm… Trisha..." Denny murmured. He almost cursed when he saw her smile as he called her name. " I’ll have my usual order….” he declared.
Denny didn’t want to wait too long whenever he was there for relaxation, so he declared his usual order to be given to him whenever he asked for it. It only changes when he is with some clients or with someone else to have fun there. They will have to order what they like, and he would most likely get whatever they have. But when he is alone like this, he would ask for his usual order.
“And... an extra service,” he added.
His voice was low, almost growling as he asked for the additional order.
“Right away, sir.” The service girl answered politely and gracefully left to get the ordered drinks.
Trisha wasn’t surprised to hear the customer’s second order, for they were well briefed on this service job they had applied for.
The client waited for her to arrive back sooner. Denny knew she had just left, but he wanted to see her again. His eyes were fixed on the door expectantly. Denny felt the time was too slow as he waited while time flew too fast when she was with him. The thoughts of her serving him were driving his imagination wild. He could almost forget he was stressed about his work even with just the thought of such an enchanting beauty spending time with him.
The service girl came after less than five minutes, but to Denny, it was like an eternity. And his excitement intensified. He did not waste more time; he declared his demands as soon as the service girl came in.
“I will take the extra service while I am having my first bottle of beer. I had a bad day, and I needed to blow off some steam. Come over here and get on your knees.” He ordered as soon as the service girl returned with the tray of cut fruits, fish & crackers, and three bottles of beer in a bucket. Denny watched her place the tray on the table in front of them and do as he asked.
“Yes, sir!” She replied politely. She poured him a glass of his drink and, like a dutiful servant, she handed him the drink and proceeded to do as he asked her to.
Her heart was aching to feel so crushed by the thought that she was doing such a degrading, humiliating and demeaning job. She inwardly clenched her teeth, although her face showed a smile that seemed to capture her client. But her heart was breaking. She wanted to hate herself, but if she did, it might reflect on her performance and disappoint her client. She cannot afford to do that. Not when she is in dire need to earn a large amount of money for her mom’s recovery!
All for money!
Trisha comforted herself that she was doing all of this for her family. She was doing less than what her mom would dare to do had the situation been different. Had it been her lying on the hospital bed, unconscious, her mom might have sold even her life in order to save her, the daughter.
“Yes,” Trisha thought. “I can do anything for my mom and my little brother.”
So, with a deep but silent sigh, Trisha gathered her courage and, with a sweet smile, she walked towards her client. Placing a cushion under her knees, the girl lowered herself right in front of her client’s wide-spread legs.
She was nervous because this was her first client, but she was also disgusted to see him so arrogantly seated, waiting to be served. She knew he had every right to do so, he was paying a lot for everything he was asking to be given to him, and she was told he was a Super VIP, a client Trisha should never offend or disappoint, so she swallowed her remaining pride.
Her trainer said she was doing well, and that she was a quick learner, but Trisha could not help feeling like walking on eggshells with the strict rule never to crack them. She has been well praised by her trainers because of her dedication and willingness to learn, to improve on where she was doing poorly, and her passion to keep her job. A job that she believed would help her save her mom. Trisha would never do anything that would displease her seniors and colleagues. A personality that is seen of her as a weakness by her co-service girls in training, but her superiors see it as her strength. Because, despite her beauty, her discipline was also admirable. She sticks to the rules. She never breaks them with the thought that if she disappoints her superiors, her mom in the hospital might suffer.
So everything Trisha had to do was done with passion, goal, and inspiration.
If the trainer said she needed to be careful not to scratch her teeth on her client's genitals while giving heads, she would patiently practice until the trainer said she was doing it perfectly. If the trainer said she needed to be submissive, she was taught about safe words and the limits on where she can ask for help in case the client goes overboard.
During her training, Trisha was too eager to get her official first day as a service girl, attending to clients and not just an errand girl around as she watched and observed how things are and should be done. Being an errand girl does not make her earn, not even tips, it was like being an intern with no compensation at all. So she did all she could to make her days of training end soon and be sent to a client. Trisha was taught in her training that men have different preferences. And so, they should try a slow pace at first and see if the client would demand speed and see what would satisfy them. "Just like learning how to drive, you should start slow, and when you get the grip of it, you can adjust and your client won't have to tell you what and how to do things again when you serve him," the trainer said during one of her training sessions. "Do not neglect a spice of teasing techniques, just do not overdo it." Recalling what she had learned from her training, Trisha was determi
Denny wanted to do more. But he knew the rules.Extra service has boundaries. If the service girl is okay with all the way, the client can do anything he pleases, but if a service girl has declared a limit, clients can only have a blowjob, cock in between tits fuck or lap dance or rubbing as what they are doing now.Instead of asking verbally, his hand started to find out for himself what he could get from this service girl whom he was enjoying so very much.Her coquettish response to his pleasuring touch gave Denny a clear sign that she was willing to take this deal somewhere he wished to go. She was so enslaved by his magical erotic touch that she could feel herself burning with carnal desires. She was young, and yes, she was new to all of these heavenly tastes of pleasure. And so she begged for more. More of this delightful indulgence."Please...?" She was unaware of what she was asking for. But her body was more direct and honest. She was swirling on his lap as he seemed to press
“Ohhhh… Fuckkkkkkk!”“Ugggh! Ugggh! This feels so good. "Denny was never one to praise a paid sex. He always believed that he was paying, so he deserved all the pleasure he can get. But today, he was so vocal about expressing his reactions. "I love this tight little pussy! Fuck!" He could feel his end dawning. "I don’t wanna end this yet, but the night is still young." He was actually convincing himself to let go. As for the girl, she would just do whatever her client would wish her to do. "But, we can do it all over again. Would. You. Like. That?” He said in his bedroom voice in between his thrusts.She just came, but she could feel a new sensation of orgasm building up again.“Yes. Ohhhh... fuck!!!"Her first sex with her boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, felt so painful that she could swear she never enjoyed it. Now she was feeling way too different from how she felt then.She is mewling and swirling her body, feeling his huge girth amazingly inside of her.Letting his strains free, he expl
Denny frowned in wariness. He does not want even the thought of her doing everything she did to him earlier being done to another client. It angers Denny to no end."I can assign her to serve drinks and simple orders while she waits for you," the manager politely answered. "Would that be fine with you, Sir? As you know, we are in need of more service girls as of now. We need everyone to assist and fill in the task. But I will make sure Trisha does not take extra orders as you requested, but you will have to pay her base earnings for the night.""Agreed. How much do I have to pay to make sure she doesn't give her extra service to anyone else than me?" Denny asked nonchalantly. "I will have to make a call and see if my boss can take one so I can answer your queries, Mister Vero," Sandra courteously replied. "My deals and demands take effect right after I leave this place. Are we clear?" Denny took a sip of his drink while Sandra was still in a dilemma. Noticing how the manager could
The man intently stared at the woman. He was inwardly contemplating if he should take her question as an honest innocent sin, or was it a part of her training to put him into a sensuous dilemma.Whatever was in Denny's mind was too difficult for Trisha to get even the simplest grasp of it. And as the client was too silent, it made her fear for herself, thinking she might have crossed a line."I'm so sorry for asking..." She apologetically murmured, with her chin almost pinning her chest.Trisha felt awkward about him staring at her with an unreadable facial expression. He didn't look mad, but by not answering, the service girl mistook it as he did not like being asked of anything."I will tell you about that later," he answered. "Tell me, Trish, what made you decide to work here?"Denny's stares did not leave Trisha's face. He was eager to hear what she was going to say, also he was trying to make a good guess of her age, but he could not tell. She is a tall, well-built physique for a
It was almost midnight when Denny decided to leave Sweet Haven.But he was still hesitant. Denny did not want to leave Trisha behind. He wanted her by his side all the time. However, recalling how long he had spent time in this place tonight, he called it a night before the clock struck two am. And he also made sure she wasn't to give extra service to anyone else than him. It comforted Denny somehow. He can come back again tomorrow after work to see and enjoy a good time with her. So he was relieved.His visit became regular. He goes to work in the morning, comes to see Trisha after work, and stays until midnight to have a good time. He feels like she is his life and work-stress reliever. She would massage his temples when he felt like having a headache. She would make him forget how difficult a day had been with her service. He feels like a god with all her dedicated worshiping. Her soft and kind personality warms his heart from whatever coldness it stubbornly holds. Denny could tell
She started by stripping her clothes off ever so seductively, dancing to inaudible music of sexual desire, swaying her lascivious body before she sat in her comfortable but lustful position right in front of Denny. Then started touching herself in alluring, tempting, and illicitly desirable ways.Now she was crawling her way up to his lap to do just as he asked. She was to ride his cock slow and easy. Denny wanted to touch her, but Trisha clasped both her hands with his as she slowly lowered herself to his huge girth."Fuuuuuckk..." Denny groaned in pleasure. His cock had been waiting to feel the warmth of her heavenly cave."Ahhhhhh..." Trisha moaned with equal pleasure. His piercing always makes her feel like it's their first time. She cannot help herself from pussy gripping his magnificent tool every time it penetrates her. She squirms without even knowing it. Her toes curl, and even if Denny does not ask, she cannot help but take it slow and easy. Savoring the sweet tingles she ca
Trisha was unsure how to tell him that after every time they had sex, she realized how wild, loud, and shameful her words of begging, moaning, and even her bold moves were out of control during sex. She did not expect herself to enjoy this job as she was even scared, but with Denny, all her fears were gone. She is even indulging, and as the veteran girls in the business say, she is now enjoying it. Too much, though, that she is waiting for him every night, and she is begging him shamelessly to make her cum, begging him for more, begging him to pound on her harder, deeper, and never stop when she feels like her orgasms are about to explode.With these thoughts in her mind, she felt her face burns in total mortification."Now, you are making me more curious. You are so red. I am worried you might pop," Denny teased her even more. He was laughing his heart out with so much fascination. And he was enjoying seeing her abashed.But his laughter horrified Trisha even more. She could not brin