Jeanne is in trouble. Business at the bar has been slow, and if she doesn’t get money, she won’t make her rent. She’s not proud of herself, but she guiltily steals a bit of money from the till. It’s too bad for her because the night managers saw her, and she has to choose between losing her job of doing something else to earn the money. In this case, something else means a very rough double team sex encounter and her very first anal sex!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during an MMF threesome sex encounter. It includes threesome sex, reluctant sex, blackmail sex, workplace sex, deepthroat, first anal sex, double team sex, and semen swallowing. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.
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“I’m not firing you,” Dave said. “If you need the $60.00 you can have it. But you have to work for it.”
“Hell, I’ll throw in another $100.00,” Al chimed in. He took $100.00 out of the stack of bills in front of Jeanne and handed it to Al.
“$160.00 Jeanne. Your problem is solved, as long as you don’t mind working it off,” Dave said, waving the bills in her face.
“Okay, I’ll do the liquor order, or clean the bathrooms, whatever you want,” Jeanne said. “I feel really bad.”
Dave and Al looked at each other and laughed. A sick realization came over Jeanne as she realized how they actually wanted her to pay them. Her face paled. “Don’t be scared Jeanne, I’m not that bad looking, am I?” Al asked, reaching down and giving her tit a squeeze through her tank top.
Jeanne flinched. “No, Al, you’re not bad looking but—”
“But nothing,” Dave said. “If you don’t want your job, just walk out the door. No one’s forcing you to do anything.” Jeanne thought about it. She just couldn’t afford to be out of work. She looked down and said nothing. She would do what had to be done to keep her job, but she certainly wasn’t going to ask for it. She wondered which one of them wanted to be pleasured. She waited for one of them to leave the office so that she could do what had to be done with the other and get out of there. Dave unzipped his pants. Jeanne gave him a confused look. Al was making no move to leave. Rather, he looked as if he was about to unzip his own pants as well.
Language
English
Pages
7
Format
Kindle Edition
Publisher
Hot Days and Scorching Nights Erotica
Release
October 17, 2012
Bent Over By the Night Managers: A Very Rough MFM First Anal Sex Erotica Story
Jeanne is in trouble. Business at the bar has been slow, and if she doesn’t get money, she won’t make her rent. She’s not proud of herself, but she guiltily steals a bit of money from the till. It’s too bad for her because the night managers saw her, and she has to choose between losing her job of doing something else to earn the money. In this case, something else means a very rough double team sex encounter and her very first anal sex!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during an MMF threesome sex encounter. It includes threesome sex, reluctant sex, blackmail sex, workplace sex, deepthroat, first anal sex, double team sex, and semen swallowing. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.
Here is a preview:
“I’m not firing you,” Dave said. “If you need the $60.00 you can have it. But you have to work for it.”
“Hell, I’ll throw in another $100.00,” Al chimed in. He took $100.00 out of the stack of bills in front of Jeanne and handed it to Al.
“$160.00 Jeanne. Your problem is solved, as long as you don’t mind working it off,” Dave said, waving the bills in her face.
“Okay, I’ll do the liquor order, or clean the bathrooms, whatever you want,” Jeanne said. “I feel really bad.”
Dave and Al looked at each other and laughed. A sick realization came over Jeanne as she realized how they actually wanted her to pay them. Her face paled. “Don’t be scared Jeanne, I’m not that bad looking, am I?” Al asked, reaching down and giving her tit a squeeze through her tank top.
Jeanne flinched. “No, Al, you’re not bad looking but—”
“But nothing,” Dave said. “If you don’t want your job, just walk out the door. No one’s forcing you to do anything.” Jeanne thought about it. She just couldn’t afford to be out of work. She looked down and said nothing. She would do what had to be done to keep her job, but she certainly wasn’t going to ask for it. She wondered which one of them wanted to be pleasured. She waited for one of them to leave the office so that she could do what had to be done with the other and get out of there. Dave unzipped his pants. Jeanne gave him a confused look. Al was making no move to leave. Rather, he looked as if he was about to unzip his own pants as well.