I was sitting here thinking just how lucky I am. First of all, I am married to the most wonderful man on this earth. Now I know all women should feel like that their first few years of marriage. I feel that this feeling will never go away. You see, Bobby is two years older than I am and he is great. I knew him all through high school, and when he joined the Air Force, we kept in touch. I dated almost every night and the month after I graduated, Bobby came home on a 30-day leave. Well, I won’t bore you, so I’ll just say that at the end of those 30 days, I was married, and off to Texas I went with him to his new base.
I remember that wonderful day I got married, I was 18 and Bobby had just turned 20 a couple months earlier. To say that we were a young married couple is an understatement. Yes, I was a virgin my wedding night. I decided very young to remain a virgin no matter what and I did just that. Bobby had tried, as did many other boys, to persuade me otherwise, but I was always pretty good about knowing how to cool them off. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I am no prude, I was just good at keeping my virginity intact.
Now Bobby works on an air tanker; it is one of those great big planes that refuel other planes in the air. Therefore, with this kind of work there were times that Bobby would leave for work at 7 in the morning and not get back until 4-5 days later. The biggest problem for us both was he never knew until he arrived at work what his day or days were going to be. In addition, once he did know, he was not allowed to let me know.
Trust has always been big in my life as it has been in his. I know that when Bobby is flying and if he has to stay over night some place in the world, he is always thinking of me as I do him. I don’t worry about him going into towns and messing with the bar girls and he knows I am home watching TV or reading or sleeping or just doing nothing until he returns. Now, when he does get home, we always kiss and make love the minute he walks in the door. No matter if he has been gone just a few hours or several days.
You see, while I was a virgin on our wedding night, I knew I would love sex because of the way I felt about it prior to that wonderful night. Bobby is just like me; well, maybe a little more into sex than I am. I say that because he has so many sex books he reads on his flights. You see, in his job he is in the plane for hours on end so he keeps his mind busy reading those dirty pocket books. He has been collecting them ever since he went into the service, so here at the apartment he has this footlocker crammed packed with them.
Since I just sit here doing nothing, I began reading them and they all are very explicit in their story lines. So by the time Bobby gets home I am going crazy with my pent-up lust. Oh, sure, I masturbated a whole lot reading them, but masturbating never will take the place of making love. And after about six months of a steady diet of those sex books, (I have to tell you some of those books are downright filthy!) I began thinking of sex in a whole new light.
Now, I am telling you all this so you have a better understanding of where I am coming from (so to speak) We are getting along just fine on Bobby’s pay; our rent is low, and we stay at home (when he is home) and when he is gone, well, I stay at home. That has brought a big change in both of our lives. Two nights ago, after we made love for a good hour, we began to just talk. Bobby feels bad because his job is always taking him away from me and I end up staying in the apartment alone. I also had been thinking about that same thing, and I asked him how he would feel if I got a job to help me pass the time while he was gone.
I was very pleased that my husband thought it would be good for me to do something to keep myself busy, He told me that he was afraid that if this kept going on the way it was for the next four years of his enlistment that I would end up feeling like a prisoner or something. I have to tell you he is one very smart man because I was beginning to feel just like that. We agreed I would look for a day job to keep myself busy and, of course, bring in a little bit of money. However, we both agreed that the money was not as important as my getting out and keeping sane.
After Bobby left for work I looked in the paper and did not see any job that looked interesting enough to me to go apply for, so I decided to take the bus downtown and walk around to see if there were any “help wanted” signs. I saw one in a shoe store, so I filled out an application. I just walked around and if I saw a store I thought might be fun to work at, I walked in and asked for an application for work. Sometime around 2 that afternoon, I walked by a movie theater and on the marquee it had pictures of very sexy girls and big banners saying “Adults Only” I also noticed a “help wanted” sign in the cashier’s window. I walked up and asked, “Is the job still open?” The young woman said, “Sorry, honey, but you need to be 18 to work here.” I smiled and said very proudly, “I am 18. I just turned 18 two months ago.”
She smiled and said, “Jack is inside on the left, go through the those doors. I’ll buzz him that you are coming into apply for the job.” I heard a buzz sound and the door popped open. I went inside looked to my right and saw the door with the word “manager” on it. I walked up to it, knocked, and heard a man’s voice say, “Come on in.”
I walked in and I saw “Jack” sitting behind his big desk. He was wearing a white dress shirt without any tie and he looked to be a little older than my father. I would guess in his late 40s or early 50s. His hair was thinning and he had a small gut. He offered me a seat and we began to talk.
He asked, “What’s your name, dear?” I said, “Sandy” He then asked, “How old are you, honey?” I said, “I just turned 18 two months ago. Here is my military ID to prove it.” I pulled out my ID and showed it to him. He then asked, “Are you married or are you a dependent?” I showed him my wedding ring and proudly said, “I am married, sir.” Jack said, “Oh, don’t call me sir, honey. Call me Jack. So you’re married. How will your husband feel if I hire you to work here?”
I said, “I don’t think he would mind, we talked about my getting a job, he’s OK with me working, I just need to find a job during the day to keep myself busy while he is out flying around the world.” He asked, “Is your husband a pilot?” I told him, “No, he is a boom operator.” He nodded his head, seeming to acknowledge that he knew what I was talking about.
He then said, “You do know that this is a sex industry business and this is an adult movie theater with a video arcade, don’t you? How do you think your husband will feel about you working here?” I remembered all those dirty books that I had read about adult movie theaters and video arcades. I know Bobby has read them all before I did, so I felt he would not mind my working at a place like this. I mean he trusted me. I said, “I am sure he will not object. Why do you ask?”
Jack sat back in his chair and said, “Honey, I have been in this business many years. I only hire women to work the snack counter and arcade counters, I prefer married women for many reasons, however, I can’t afford any jealous husbands. I’ll be blunt, if I were to hire you Sandy, you will simply be eye-candy for the men. Pretty girls bring in the men; the men get horny and then spend more money in the arcade. I need good-looking young girls like you that can dress sexy, act coy and stay out of trouble. I am not hiring any prostitutes or whores. You are here to work the cash booth, the snack bar and the novelty/arcade counter — nothing else. I never hire anyone without talking to the other spouse. Do you think your husband would come down and talk with me?”
I was a little surprised by this because it seemed like my getting a job on my own now depended on my husband. I truly did not know how to feel about this. I said, “I think so. How much is the starting pay?” Jack smiled and said, “Honey, if I hire you, you will start at $9.50 an hour; after 30 days, if you are still here, that goes up $1, and after 60 days, you will get medical and insurance benefits. However, like I said, I need to speak with your husband first. Now I have a few other questions for you, dear. How do you feel about dressing real sexy?” It was my turn to smile; dressing sexy was something I have always loved to do, and doing so in high school brought me many a young man asking me out on dates. I said, “I love dressing sexy and before you ask, my husband loves me to dress that way also. He gets a kick out of other men staring at me with desire. He always tells me how proud he is being with me like that knowing that other men want me and that I am all his.”
Jack said, “Good, that sounds great. OK, now if you work here, you will get propositioned maybe 10 times an hour. I can’t impress enough how important it is that you do not become involved with any customer. Vice is always checking on us here and no one can have sex here in the theater. Now, in the arcade in the little rooms, I don’t know what goes on when the door is locked and the video machine is playing. It is not my place or any of my employees’ to go back there and act as sex police. As long as no one is tearing up the place back there, or anyone is being forced to do anything, I say live and let live. Can you live with that or not?”
I looked at Jack, smiled, and said, “I have always believed that what a man and woman do behind closed doors is between them and no one else. I guess if the door is to a small room, it just makes it more interesting.” Jack gave me a funny smirk and said, “Most of the time in here you will find more men then women, so sometimes it is men with men. Can you live with that?” I knew about queers; they never bothered me. I said, “Well, as long as I don’t see them, I don’t care.” Jack then said, “It will be your job when you work the front to keep out any hookers and, of course, like I said before, you are hired for looks and you are never to have sex here while working. That is part of why I hire happily married women, so they do not date. Are you happily married, Sandy?” I said, “I sure am, and I can handle men, I have been doing that all my life.”
Jack said, “Now just so you understand, I want to make it perfectly clear to you and I will also make it clear to your husband: This is a sex business. Men come in here to watch adult sex movies, they sometimes get turned on, and they will jack-off in the theater. If we catch them doing that out in the open, the law requires us that we have to ask them to leave. That is why I never set foot in there unless I have to. Most men will come out of the movie and go to the arcade behind close doors. The thing I am trying to point out is in this place you will have men jacking off in the restroom, in the booths and in the movie theater. Would that be a problem for you, dear?” I knew it wouldn’t and I said, “No, men are animals, they always want to get off, as long as I don’t have to watch them, I can handle it.”
Jack then said, “Some of the men coming out of a movie will offer you a great deal of money for just showing them your tits, some will offer more money to have sex with you and others will want a date with you, be it for just 15 minutes or a whole evening. You need to be ready for them and to sometimes put up with assholes that won’t take ‘no’ for an answer. That may happen once in a while, but don’t worry, since you will be working behind the snack counters, there are always two other women with you. In addition, if you are in the front cash booth, you are locked in by yourself. Therefore, you never will be in any danger of a man getting out of hand. Do you think you can handle that?”
I smiled, remembering all my dates with boys wanting sex so bad they would not take no for an answer, yet I always went home a virgin and they always went home happy. Of course I would never do anything like that now, since I was happily married; I would simply tell any man now that I was not available since I was happily married. I said, “I would not have any problem with any of that.”
Jack said, “OK, for right now I’ll say you have the job, but it all hinges on my meeting and speaking with your husband. When will he be back in town to stop by so we can talk?” I told him, “I’m sorry, but I just don’t know. He could return tonight and he could be gone 3-4 days. I just never know.” He told me he understood because he once worked air tankers. He said that when my husband did get back, to talk it over and call him so they could meet. He told me the job would be held for me until Friday; since this was Monday I felt he was being very fair with me.
I was lucky because at 6:30 Bobby walked in. I was so thrilled he was home not flying around. We kissed and made love as we normally did. I cooked supper and while cooking I told Bobby of my day. I told him about Jack and the job as well as the condition that he meets with Jack before he would put me to work. Bobby called Jack and he said after supper we would drive down and see him.
I can’t explain how I felt. I had very mixed emotions about this meeting. First of all, I hated the fact that my new job depended on my husband’s approval, and my new boss-to-be had to check if my husband was a jealous man or not before allowing me to work for him.
After I introduced Bobby to Jack, Jack asked me if I would mind waiting in the next room while he and Bobby talked. I gave him and my husband a very funny look. Jack said, “It is all right, I just would feel better talking man to man.” I did not say a word; I got up and walked to the door that Jack pointed to. It was small room and once I closed the door I realized that the room was set up so I could hear every word spoken very clearly and I realized that the mirror I had been looking at was really a one-way mirror so I could clearly see into Jack’s office seeing Bobby and him talking.
Jack said, “I hope you don’t mind, Bob, but I just need to understand just how you feel about Sandy working here. I mean, God, she is a fucking knockout and you know the guys around here are going to be hitting on her all the time. Won’t that bother you?” Bobby said, “Fuck, no. Sandy knows how to take care of herself. She stayed a virgin up till our wedding night and I know for a fact she never went a night without a date, so I trust her.”
Jack said, “Trust is good, but I have to warn you, men will offer her one or two hundred to get her in bed. She will be getting offers to show her tits. Speaking of that, if she works here, she will have to do it without a bra as well as dress very hot and sexy. Lets say you are out of town and she is lonely. How would you feel if she decided to go home with a guy or to a motel for an hour?” Bobby said, “First of all, I like it when Sandy dresses all hot like that, however, I know Sandy. She would not screw anyone other than me; we have a great sex life. And second, if she decided to do something like that, I would rather not ever find out. Hell, I ain’t no fucking saint. I get some ass every now and then, but it is just sex, you know how it is.”
I heard Bobby say that and I felt sick. I saw Jack look at the mirror at me knowing that I was hearing and watching them. Jack said, “Yeah, I know how it is. I got so much ass out there flying around, hell, I was fucking some bitch every night I was away from the house. Is it still like that out there?’ Bobby said, “Shit, we fly into a base at 5 and I got some hot babe in bed by 9. There is so much pussy out there, I swear there are not enough men to take care of them all.” Jack looked at me again and said, “What do you mean?” Bobby said, “Oh, you know, you get to the club and the places are crawling with wives whose husbands are off flying someplace else, maybe even here. Those cunts are so horny I seldom have to buy a woman a second drink before I take her to her house and fuck her all night. Hell, just the other day this one bitch took on the whole flight crew. She was into gang-bangs, so we fucked her all night. I love fucking a woman that has a big stretched out nasty cunt or asshole.”
I stood there with tears in my eyes. I saw Jack smiling and looking at the mirror as he asked, “Surely you haven’t told Sandy about the clubs have you? I mean, do you think she would get pissed off if she ever found out?” Bobby said, “Her? Hell, no, she knows how sexual I am. I don’t tell her, but then I don’t want to make her feel bad either. Sex is sex, she understands that. That’s why I said I don’t ever want to know if she ever does get any on the side but knowing her, she would never do that.” Jack asked, “but what if you did find out that your new wife was fucking other men while you were gone at night. How would that make you feel, Bobby?”
I waited for my husband’s answer. He said, “I don’t know, maybe a little excited, I mean I know it wouldn’t bother me to come home and find that she was the same way that I had left her, you know ‘freshly fucked’.” They both laughed at Bobby’s remark. Then Jack said looking straight into the mirror, “You know Bobby, if your wife works here you just may come home one night and find that she is ‘freshly fucked,’ as you put it, I just need to know how you would respond. I sure don’t want this job to break up any marriage or have it cause any problems between you two.”
There was silence and finally Bobby said, “I’ll be honest with you. The thought of Sandy working here is a turn-on for me; it sort of falls into one of my many fantasies.” Jack leaned forward and asked, “What kind of fantasy, Bob?” Bobby said, “Well, now don’t get me wrong, I just think about this once in a while but I sort of wish Sandy was more, well, more of a slut wife.”
Jack’s eyes seemed to sparkle as he said, “You mean you actually want your wife to fuck other men and tell you about it? Is that what you mean?” Bobby said, “Oh, I don’t know, I love her and she loves me, I just, well, have thoughts that she could play around a little, maybe get out and have some fun, you know.” Jack smiled and said, “I know exactly what you mean Bob. I think Sandy will be happy here and by the sound of this, I think you will be agreeable to her working here. Did she tell you the time frame for the job?” Bobby said, “No, I didn’t ask.” Jack said, “She will be working from 12 noon to nine at night. She gets an hour off for lunch between 4 and 5. I’ll have her working six days a week, and I can work around your schedule, so when you are in for a few days I could let her off depending on business.”
Jack said, “Like I said, Bob, I’ll want your wife dressed in the shortest skirts and no bra. Are you sure you can handle it?” I waited to hear my husband’s answer and he said, “I love it when she dresses like that. God, she can really dress hot.” Jack said, “Good, because around here ass sells and I will have her in the shortest skirts and dresses showing her lovely legs. Do you think she can handle a job like this?” Bobby said, “Are you kidding? Sandy is a big fucking tease, she is also a show-off, so if you want a prick teaser, Sandy is your girl.” Jack smiled at me in the mirror and said, “Good, that is what I need around — a good old-fashioned prick teaser. The hotter the girl’s look, the more men come around. You know like that old saying ‘like bees to honey.’ Don’t you worry, I’ll keep your wife safe and I have a feeling she will be making a lot of tips. I’ll get her and tell her the job is hers if she wants it.”
Jack got up opened the door and said, “Won’t you join us, Sandy?” I walked out and sat down next to Bobby. He took my hand and said, “I think you got the job.” Jack said as he sat down. “He’s right, dear, you have the job as long as you want to work here. Can you start tomorrow at noon?” I looked at my cheating husband and said, “Yes, I can’t wait, is there anything special I should wear, like some sort of dress code?”
Jack said, “No, just come dressed real sexy. Remember, you are eye-candy here, nothing else. Tell you what, dear. Wear something real short, maybe a mini skirt or a real short dress, and no bra. My girls here never wear a bra, and panties are optional ” He stood up, and so did we, we shook hands and said our goodbyes. Walking to the car, Bobby asked, “Do you think you will like working at a place like that?” I waited and said, “I think it will be a blast. It is like living in one of your dirty sex books, you know, where the wife goes to work and ends up fucking everyone she meets before coming home and having her husband getting sloppy seconds or fifths, so to speak.” I laughed and as I did, so did Bobby. Still laughing he said, “Sure, sure, like that would ever happen. I think you have read too many of my sex books Sandy. Jack told me you would be eye-candy and sex was not allowed there.” I quickly said, “Yeah, but if you’re out of town and I am all horny and I want some cock, you got to admit I’ll have plenty to choose from working there.”
Bobby laughed again and said, “Sure, sweetheart, sure, you’re not that kind of girl, we both know that. Lets just go home and get some sleep.” All the way home, all I could think about was Bobby telling Jack about his escapades when he was out flying. Gangbangs, girls every night meeting them at the base clubs, and how much he loved fucking sluts with stretched out pussies. I have never been to the club on base and as we drove home, I said, “Lets stop and celebrate my new job. Can we stop by the base club and get a drink?”
Bobby gave me a glance and said, “Sure, if you want, we can stop. Got your ID?” I said, Sure, why?” Bobby told me, “Well, they won’t let you in without it, and even though you look old enough, the drinking age is still 21 but I am sure we won’t have any trouble getting served”.
We arrived and like Bobby said they checked our IDs to get in. I looked around and the place was packed. It was a Tuesday night around 8 and there were many women there, just like Bobby told Jack. Oh, there were men there also, but it was a good two to one of women over men. I held onto my husband’s arm as we went to a table. I sat down and he left to get us our drinks. I love screwdrivers and he knows it. Sure enough, he came back with my screwdriver and a beer for himself.
As he sat down, he toasted my new job and I asked him, “Do you come to these kind of clubs when you are at another base?” Bobby looked at me funny and said, “Well, the boys and I sometimes go to them to grab something to eat, maybe a drink.” I looked around and asked knowing the answer, “Are the clubs always so full of horny women looking to take home a man for the night?” Bobby took a long drink of his beer and I was curious to see just how truthful he was going to be with me. He said, “Yeah, almost all the bases have clubs like this and when the men are out on missions, some of the wives go to the clubs to wind down or maybe just be with other people.”
I thought to myself, “Good answer.” I was sitting there really pissed at Bobby. Here I thought he was being faithful to me but tonight I found out from his own lips that he hasn’t. I sat there not knowing how I was going to deal with it or what I was going to do for that matter. I looked at him thinking, “How could you?” I saw him glancing around checking out the women there, some of the women were dressed very sexy and all of them seemed to checking out the men there, including my husband.
I heard Bobby say something breaking my train of thought. I said, “What?” He then said again. “I asked you if you think you would enjoy working there. You’re sure going to get a lot of attention from men, can you handle it, Sandy?” I sat there looking at him and my mind was racing. I was mad, I was angry, I was hurt, I could see him in a bar like this with one of these horny women. I wanted to hurt him the way he had hurt me, I said, “Sure, I can handle it. Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts about my working there. I think it is going to be fun, when you’re off someplace for three or four days I’ll have a place to go and plenty to do. Then I guess if you don’t want me to work there I could always come here to the club and meet new friends and people if for only a night.”
The look on Bobby’s face was priceless, I thought of that MasterCard commercial. You know, the drink cost $1.50, this cost $2.00 but the look on your husband’s face the time you tell him you may go out and get laid while he is gone was “priceless” I watched him take a big drink, finishing off his glass. He said, “Lets go home.” I smiled, knowing I had done just what I wanted to and said, “Oh, do we have to? This place looks like a perfect place to meet new friends even if only for an hour or two. I bet you have met some very horny wives at places like this and I would go so far to say you even took some to bed. I’m sure any man away from his wife would do just that, don’t you, dear?” Again that look on his face was priceless. I swear his face turned red as he stood there waiting for me to stand so we could leave.
I finally stood and we went home. For the very first time since we had been married when Bobby was home, we did not have sex. I started to say “make love” but thinking on it I realize that making love was giving my love to my husband, and tonight I did not feel like that at all. If he wanted sex, I think I would have given myself for two reasons: first of all, I enjoy the hell out of it, and second, I wanted to fantasize of going all the way with Jack or John in their car when we went on a date.Yes, I said I was a virgin when I got married, I did not say I was a prude.
As I drifted off to sleep, I kept kicking myself for saving myself for Bobby. Right now I did not think he deserved me that way. I vowed all my love to and for him, yet he after making the same vows, he was out fucking other women every night he was away from me. I fell asleep with tears in my eyes. I woke up as Bobby kissed me on my cheek as he did every morning before he left; he said, “I’ll call you later” and left. I drifted back to sleep and woke again about 8:30, I took care of the apartment made the bed and by 10:30 I was finished ready to contemplate my new beginnings at the “One Stop, Fun Shop” That was the name of the place I was now going to work at. I had all kinds of feelings running through me as the time ticked away. I knew that I was hired for my looks and my gender. I knew, as Jack said, I was “eye-candy,” so in order to be good eye-candy, I was to dress real sexy. Funny thing about dressing sexy, to some that is nothing special. To me it means showing my sexuality and dressing to turn boys on. (Something I use to love to do at school.) I was glad I still had my short skirts and a few of my sundresses.
I pulled out one of Bobby’s white T-shirts and taking scissors I cut the bottom off a good three inches above my belly button. After putting it on, it looked just how I wanted it to. My firm breasts stuck out and it left a nice open area below them. I could see my nipples in the reflection in the mirror. Perfect for my top, I thought. I put on my favorite white thong pulling the back of it right up the crack of my ass. I don’t know why but I always love the feeling of it riding up between my cheeks. I am sure that everyone that looked at me would think I was bare under my skirt or dress, as I never had any panty line. I braided my long hair into two ponytails and decided to wear my light blue mini skirt. I choose a pair of pure white Bobbie socks and slipped on my white tennis shoes. Looking at myself I swear I looked maybe 15 or 16. I know men, and I knew that I would be a hit based on what the other girls looked like that I saw there.
I walked to the bus stop and I think every car that drove past me the man whistled at me or made some cute remark. I had all kinds of offers for rides; I just smiled at myself and made it to the bus stop as it pulled up. I rode it downtown with the same sort of response from every male I came across. I felt like my old self, I really got a kick out of turning boys on in school, and that always lead to making me horny. That always in turn lead to masturbation at night, but luckily I had Bobby for that now. As I got off the bus at my stop, I realized that I was a little damp between my legs. I smiled as I had always loved that feeling during classes.
I walked the one block to the “Fun Shop.” It was 11:25, so I was a good 35 minutes early. I told the young woman in the front booth that Jack hired me and I was early. She buzzed me in and I went back to Jack’s office. I knocked and he said to come in. As I walked in Jack whistled and said, “You sure you’re 18, honey? My God, you look like a young schoolgirl, I sure hope you brought your ID with you just in case we get checked. Have a seat, honey”, He gestured to a chair in front of his desk.
I sat and asked, “Why did you do that last night, Jack?” He gave me a funny look and then I guess it hit him about how he talked with Bobby last night as I watched and listened. He gave me a funny smirk and said, “Look, honey, I know men, and I know servicemen in and out. I knew your old man was getting laid on the side, I felt it only fair for you to know. After all, if you’re going to be working here for me at this shit hole, you must know all the assholes coming here will want to get into your panties, provided you wear any. I also know that if a young wife like you knows up front that her husband is fucking around on her, well, you may be willing to do more than just show your tits and your ass to the guys.”
He stood up and moved to the front of his desk, putting his ass on the edge of the desk he was almost right in front of me. He said, “Speaking of tits, lets see those two of yours, honey.” I sat there very excited for some reason. I don’t know exactly why. I have shown my tits to so many boys, and they have felt me up all my life, but for some reason this overweight man with his funny smirk excited me, knowing I was going to lift my tiny shirt in daylight in an office for him to see my bare breasts. I lifted the front of my t-shirt and exposed my tits to Jack. He said “Hmm, I love seeing excited nipples or is it cold in here?” I said without thinking “No, it’s not cold in here.”
I said that and saw the great big smile on Jack’s face as he reached for my left tit. I felt his fingers touch my nipple and as he touched it I felt a shiver run through me straight down to my clit. He played with it for a minute or two then moved to my right nipple. I closed my eyes enjoying the touching and the feelings. Jack finally said, “You have a lovely pair of knockers, baby. You’re going to make some great tips here.” He stood up and moved back to his chair, I felt funny; I felt, well, a little disappointed. I sort of thought that the way things were going that his touching would turn into more than that. Needless to say, I was extremely excited, and since Bobby was out having his jollies, I was going to get my share now.
I realized that my breathing was a little labored as I lowered my shirt and then as the material touched my now very erect nipples that alone gave me a good feeling. I glanced down and I could clearly see them pushing against the thin white material, the perky, tiny points looked like they wanted out of my shirt. Jack picked up the phone and said, “Jill, honey, come in here. I want you to meet Sandy, our new girl,” and he hung up. Almost immediately the door opened and in walked the great-looking redhead I had seen yesterday in the booth. Jack introduced us and told Jill, “Honey, take Sandy here and show her the ropes. Lets have her work the snack bar and if things go good, maybe the toy and video shop later on.” Jill told me to follow her, I did and I got a real good look at her behind as we walked. Her little skirt was a little longer than mine, and her top was more like a see-through blouse; well it WAS see-through, only hers was long sleeve and she had it tucked into her skirt.
Jill introduced me to Candy and when I told her my name was Sandy, Candy suggested that I use another name here at work so none of the people would know my real name. It made sense to me, so we started bouncing around all kinds of funny names. It was when a man came out and said to us, “Who’s the new angel you have working here?” Candy said, “Her name is Angel, how did you know?” So Candy named me, I guess. I liked the name, so Angel it was. The man bought a popcorn and drink, then returned to the theater. We started talking and to tell you the truth, there really wasn’t much to learn working the snack counter, all we had to sell was popcorn and drinks. There was no candy, hot dogs or really anything else. There were three stools that sat very high, the counter was very low so needless to say when we sat on those high stools our hips were almost at eye level. Sitting on the stools I had to cross my legs or end up showing myself to anyone at the counter.
Candy saw me and said, “Honey, if you want to make some nice good tips, I would suggest that you let them see a little glance at what you have under there.” Pointing to my short skirt that was showing my thong crotch. Then Jill said, “I see you are wearing a thong. I used to but then I found that going bare, I took home three times the money. These boys come here to see pussy and tits. Some come here to jack off in the movie and others come to get off in the booths. So, if you want to take home some real good money I suggest you lose the thong.” I sat there smiling, however ,I hate to say it but I was a little shocked. I sort of thought it would be cool to try that but the way Jill talked and Candy sat with her feet hooked on the bar stool rung leaving her legs open made it very clear to me these two women were like no others that I had ever known.
I had to ask: “What about sex. Do you guys go out with the customers?” Jill said, “The answer I have to tell you is the company answer: what you do on your breaks, on your lunch hour and after work is your business, not Jack’s. If he knows you are having sex with the customers, he has to fire you. Sex is forbidden by law here, and you have to remember that, so our only answer to that is, “No.” We are not allowed to have any sex in here while at work. If Jack catches any of us, he is required to fire us; if he gets caught breaking the law, he will lose his license. Now, after saying that, let me tell you the places you can go to ‘relax on your breaks and lunch hour.’ I like going into the video arcade and I always use booth number 12.” Candy said, “I like booth number 17 myself, the bench is a lot more comfortable in that one.”
Jill gave her a look for interrupting her and said, “Like I was saying, I use booth number 12 and once in a while a friend may join me there for a few minutes, and when they leave they always give me a great big tip, so to speak.” Candy laughed and said “Tip my ass, Jill charges a 100 bucks for just a blow job, and 50 bucks for a hand job. God help them if she fucks them. Jill here does not come cheap.” Jill said, “Of course not. Hell, if they want it, they will pay for it. I don’t give anything away for free anymore.”
I sat there with my head spinning. Jill and Candy were talking about screwing guys in the video booths, Jill was selling herself and I could not help but wonder if Candy did also. I had to ask. I said to Candy, “I am curious, if Jill here gets $100 for blowjobs and $50 for hand jobs, what do you charge?’ It was Jill’s turn to laugh now, she did and said “Charge, shit! Candy gives it away. She goes to Booth 17 so she can work the glory hole in it. Candy really gets off sucking off men that stick their cocks through the hole in the wall. Oh, they tip her, but I bet she only takes home a couple hundred dollars a day when I take home close to a thousand on the weekends. Hell, between 4:30 and 6 I have made over $600 alone, but Candy would be lucky to get 50 bucks, right, honey?”
Candy said, “Not all of us are here for the money you know, besides, the way you are talking makes it sound as if we are nothing but whores or prostitutes, I do for myself. Moreover, Angel, if you want, you don’t have to do anything at all, these men will give you a 20 just to have you raise your shirt to get a look at those tits. Baby (out in the front booth) doesn’t fool around here at work; she always meets her men after work someplace when her old man is out of town.”
I asked, “You said breaks and lunchtime. Jack did not say anything about breaks, when are they and for how long?” Candy smiled and said, “Honey, anytime you want to take a break, you go take one. As long as you stay here in the fun shop, you can take a break anytime you get tired of sitting up here on the stool showing off yourself. Now when you work the front ticket booth you get a break for 15 minutes every two hours, and I guess that is the only place we actually work. I mean right now if I wanted to I could go into the theater sit down and watch the movie. Or I could go into the toy and video side with Peggy, she and Tammy work there, you’ll meet them later, we all float around but Peggy, she is in charge of the toy counter, that way only one person handles the cash there. Jack did tell you why he hired you, didn’t he? I mean, we are here to turn the men on and they buy more tokens and toys and you know. Jack says it best when he said that we are the honey attracting the bees.”
Jill said, pointing to her crotch, “Yeah, and here is the honey that the bees want to eat.” We all laughed as Jack stepped out of his office door. He walked over and said, “Did you girls re-name Sandy here or is she going to keep her own name for once?” Candy said, “Oh you know better than that, Jack. Meet Angel, our newest eye-candy.” Jack reached over the counter extending his hand to me so I leaned forward on my stool to shake his hand. As I did my feet were still on the stool rung so as I leaned forward I ended up giving him one very free show of my damp thong crotch. I did not realize that until I saw where it was his eyes were looking as he shook my hand. He said, “My don’t you look nice and pretty.” It was if he was talking to me but I think he was taking to my vagina, barely hidden behind my tiny, damp crotch cover.
Because of the way I had leaned forward I could not close my legs or even un-hook my heels that I had on the rung. I was fully exposed to him. Jill said, “Come on, Jack, you know you can’t have any candy here at work. Your rules, remember?” Looking at Candy, she then said, “you might have to go back to booth 16 and see if 17 is occupied or not. I think it is empty right now, but you never know.”
Candy got off her stool and said, “I’m going to go take a break for a few minutes, I’ll relieve Tammy when I get back and send her in here for you to meet her, Angel.” Jack still had hold of my hand staring straight between my open legs. I swear my thong began to feel wet, I saw Jack lick his lips and finally let go of my hand. I sat back up and began to close my legs then I decided to leave them open enough for him to keep looking at me.
I said, “The girls were explaining to me how everything around here works, they tell me you are a great boss, and working here is fun.” Jack never moved an inch, I am not sure he even heard what I was saying. I decided to play with him a little so I began to move my legs back and forth, opening and closing them, I watched his eyes get bigger and smaller as I exposed more and then less of myself to him. I looked at Jill watching us and she had this great big smile on her face. She then said, “Jack, I think Angel here has got into the swing of things already, what do you think?” Jack just stood there and Jill said “Jack, Jack, Jack!” getting louder each time. Finally Jack turned his head to Jill and said, “Ah, what did you say, dear?” Jill said, “I said I think Angel here will fit right in. What do you think?”
Jack looked at her and said, “Yeah, sure, I think she will do just fine. Excuse me, I think I’ll go check the video booths to make sure there is nothing going on in there that shouldn’t be.” We watched him walk into the arcade part and Jill said, “Oh, Candy is going to get a load! He knows Candy is always in booth 17, so he’ll go to 16, stick his dick through one of the three big holes in the wall between them and Candy will suck him off real good. He’ll come back to his office and Candy will come back all smiles. God, that bitch loves to suck cock for some damn reason.”
I thought to myself, “I love sucking cock myself. I have to see what this glory hole stuff is all about.” I asked Jill, “How do you know that she will, I mean he will, you know?” Jill said, “All you have to do, honey, is go through that door over there. It takes you straight into the back of the video booths and then go into booth 15. If the green light is on, that means no one is in there, if the red light is on, you have to wait or go to booth 18. However, if you look through one of those holes between 18 and 17, all you will see is Jack’s naked fat ass as he is standing up against the wall between 17 and 16. If you get into booth 15 you’ll see candy on her knees working his long dick like crazy, most of the time she is masturbating like hell when she is sucking dick.”
I said, “Is it OK for me to go in there like that, I mean isn’t that sort of like spying or something?” Jill laughed and said “Hell Angel, of course, it is spying. Why do you think those holes are there? Guys go in there to watch what is going on in the booth next to them; it could be a guy jacking off, it could be two guys or it could be a man and a woman going at it. As long as they keep feeding the tokens and the doors locked, they are not breaking any laws. Well, they are, but if they are all locked inside a private room, well, no one says anything.”
Jill reached in her pocket and pulled out a roll of tokens and gave me half. They all had a red spot painted on them. She said, “Every day when we come in we can go get two rolls of tokens to use, if we need more all we need to do is ask Peggy and she’ll give you another roll or two. Jack wants us to use them as often as we want. It’s the voyeur thing, we go in look at the movies, let nature take its course, and the men get to watch, if you know what I mean. You better hurry if you want to see Candy in action, I have to tell you it is a sight worth seeing.”
I took the handful of tokes and walked in the back door of the video room. I had no idea what to expect. I guess I sort of expected it to be dark, I sure didn’t expect it to be almost pitch black. It took some time for my eyes to adjust but when they did, I found it very easy to see all the doors with the red and green lights above them. I began looking at the numbers and I found I was at booth 36, I followed the numbers down up and down the isles until I found booth 15, I looked above the door and saw the light was green. I went in a very small room, now inside the little room it was painted a very bright white. The little room was big enough for one person.. Well maybe two if one was pressed against the wall. I locked the door and put 3 tokens in the slots. I looked at the wall between my booth and booth 16 where Candy was supposed to be. I saw three very big holes in the wall between us. One was face high, another was waist high and the third was like a big slot that was narrow but it was about two feet long from just above my knees to about my tummy.
I leaned forward and looked into booth 16, and sure enough, I saw Candy. She was on her knees, her legs were open, her hand was going like a piston between them and her mouth was hard at work on a very long cock sticking through the long slot on her wall. She was moaning and I don’t mean softly, it was as if she wanted everyone or anyone to know just how much she was enjoying what she was doing. She held onto the cock with one hand as she began to bounce on her other hand. Jack was very vocal also. I could hear him very clearly say, “That’s it, honey, suck that cock, take that cock, you bitch, work it, take it all.” He was almost to the point of shouting. From what I could see his vocals only made Candy work harder as she pumped his cock with her hand and sucked the rest with her mouth.
I had read many, many of Bobby’s dirty sex books, but nothing had ever affected me like this did. Now I love reading his books, I love putting myself in the storyline, I love masturbating making myself climax as the woman always comes. I lose myself in the stories, but this, this was wild, this was hot, and this was the nastiest thing I had ever seen or thought I would ever see. Those stories of Bobby’s have the girls being gang-banged all the time, the girls are always going out and fucking other men, they are always using things to fuck themselves with, I have read so many dirty filthy stories that I kept wanting to learn more and more of pure wanton sex.
Now I had a job at a place that I knew I would see more than any book could offer. I turned around and looked at the TV screen to see this lovely white girl being fucked by this very black man. He had this huge cock and every now and then the camera would do a close up, as he would bury his cock all the way up inside of her. The moan coming from her was a moan of pure lust and pleasure. I had read about such things and even though Bobby and I would watch the adult movies from the video store, I had never seen any thing like that. I turned back to see what Candy was doing. I saw her let go of Jack’s cock and I could see past her through the big slot that Jack was putting his pants back up around his waist. I could see as he opened the door and walk out. I expected Candy to get up and leave also, but to my surprise she stayed there on her knees. I could see another person walk in the booth Jack had been in, and Candy put her face hard against the big open slot and I could see above her head as the man dropped his pants and moved to her as Jack had done.
Candy went right to work on that man as she had done with Jack. I heard something behind me and I saw a face and looking at me from the big hole face high and down sticking through the slot was a big fat hard cock bouncing up and down. My TV went off so I dropped 6 tokens in it then I slowly moved to that cock sticking through the wall. I touched it and as I did I got a cold chill of excitement. I knelt down and put the end of it in my mouth. I wrapped my fingers around it and I felt nothing but pure meat. I had to touch myself as I made love to that lovely fat cock. I reached down between my legs and moved my now very wet thong string to one side and I began to rub my clit and slide a finger inside of myself.
My head was spinning with pleasure as I made love to this stranger’s cock, I wanted to get him off, and I wanted to feel him pulse in my mouth. I wanted to taste his sperm. No, that isn’t right, I NEEDED to taste his sperm. I needed him to come in my mouth. It did not take long at all, I felt his cock pulse in my hand and mouth, I felt his sperm slamming against the back of my throat, I swallowed it as I climaxed on my hand. I felt him pull back and I watched as he pulled up his pants and walked out. The door no more than closed and another man walked in. The new man dropped his pants and came right up to the big slot in the wall.
I went for his cock like a dying man to water, I heard a noise behind me and I pulled my mouth off of his dick to look. I guess candy had left. Now there was a big black cock sticking through the big slot in the wall that I had used to look at her suck off Jack and the second man. That cock was bouncing up and down. I thought for a moment and I had to try something. The tiny room was small but was it small enough for me to but my rear up against one wall while I sucked the man through the other wall? I had no idea if it would work or not, but I had to try it.
I stood up, reached between my legs and ripped my tiny thong string away, allowing free access. I have plenty of them, I could lose this one, besides it was so soaked it was beginning to bother me. I lifted the back of my short skirt and put my butt right up against the wall, I bent forward and it was perfect. It was as if those slots were designed for this purpose in mind. The way the wall shook as the man behind me was fucking me was so loud; I mean it was if he was trying to break down the wall between us. His pounding into me pushed my mouth hard against the man I was sucking and his cock kept trying to go down my throat.
I had read over and over in so many books about deep throating a cock, but in all the years I had made love to them with my mouth I never tried it. In this position it seemed as if I was not going to have a choice. The guy fucking me came first, but after he did he slowly kept fucking me. I can’t tell you the feeling that gave me. When Bobby came, he always quickly pulled out, leaving me feeling empty, this man kept moving in and out. The guy I was sucking exploded and as he came, I sort of slipped and I felt him push past my throat; I just knew I was going to throw up, but I didn’t. I only gagged a little as he shot his sperm in me.
I realized at that moment that for once I did not taste that salty taste that always came from men’s sperm. I never really liked that salty taste, but it sort of came with the territory so to speak, but this way, all I felt was the slimy gooey stuff running down my throat and that gave me a whole new thrill and one I really liked.
After he came in my mouth he pulled out and quickly left the booth, as before as soon as he left another man came in, I put my face against the open slot opened my mouth and wiggled my tongue, telling him to feed my mouth, that I was ready for him. All the time the man behind me kept slowly fucking me. The man brought his cock to my mouth and this time I wanted to try and “deep throat” his cock, but he was sort of short, I could take his whole cock in my mouth and with my face against his pubic hair, he still did not hit the back of my mouth. I felt the man behind me pull out and as he did I felt something wet drop on my right upper thigh, I knew it had to be his sperm coming out of me. I heard the door open, close, and open again. I kept my ass against the wall to see what would happen.
I felt fingers probing me from behind. I felt fingers work inside my cunt that the big black man had just fucked. I kept making love to the cock in my mouth as I felt the fingers probing my asshole. They were gentle and who ever it was probed very gently, I felt fingers working my pussy and my asshole at the same time. I had no idea how the person was doing it, but I sure as hell did not want it to stop, it felt wonderful. I felt myself being slowly probed and my ass hole was feeling real nice as they kept working and opening me up.
The guy in my mouth came and I quickly swallowed down his salty cum. he pulled away and I expected another man to come in when he left, but no one did. I moaned with pleasure as I felt the fingers stretching my ass and fucking my pussy. I could feel myself getting close to a climax as who ever it was worked me like a fine musician. I felt myself so close and just as I knew I would pop, the fingers pulled out, I gave out a very loud disappointing moan. I felt a hard warm, cock pushing against my asshole; I knew that whoever it was wanted to fuck my ass. Now the two other times I had tried this, I sort of did not like it, the first time it hurt like hell, the second time it hurt at first, but after a few minutes the pain went away. I did begin to get some pleasure, the trouble was the guy banging my ass was so excited he came and I was sort of left hanging.
Today was different, this time I almost came from the fingers working me and I was ready for this man’s cock to fuck my asshole, I felt him slowly push forward into me and as his cock slid in, I heard him moan. I moaned with pleasure, and as I did the door opened in the booth next to me, I saw a big fat man walk in, drop his pants and he brought his cock to my mouth. I attacked his cock, his was long enough to hit the back of my mouth and I took a big gulp and shoved my face forward hard against his cock. I felt a gag come on, but it went away as I felt his cock in my throat.
I don’t know what it was, maybe because this was all so nasty, so dirty, I don’t really know, what I do know is I loved it, I loved being fucked in my ass by a man I could not see or would ever know. I loved the feeling of this cock in my throat and the sound of the two men pounding against the walls as they both were fucking me through the two holes. I heard a tap on the door and a familiar voice say, “Angel feed the tokes, you have to keep the video going.” It was Jill’s voice. Without stopping my sucking action I took a hand full of tokens and began dropping them in the slot without looking. The video started again and I felt so full. I had a climax so hard and it kept going and going. It was different that with Bobby, I mean it was harder, stronger, it seemed like it would not end. The guy fucking my ass said, “I’m coming, take it all in your fucking asshole, bitch.” I ground and twisted my hips, squeezing my ass cheeks, clamping down hard on his cock as I felt him pulse inside of me. He said, “Oh yeah. Fuck yeah. Oh baby, that’s the way I like it, milk me, honey, get every drop.”
I guess hearing this was too much for my fat man because he exploded as I drove my face as far forward against his pubic hair. I could feel his sperm oozing down my throat and I loved it. The man fucking my ass pulled out and I heard the door open as he left the booth behind me. The fat man pulled back and as he did he pulled his pants up and left. This happen again and again, man after man, I don’t know what came over me, but I kept my ass backed up hard against the wall behind me as I kept sucking other men with my face hard against the hole in front of me. I did think for a minute that I was glad the booth was so small, or I wouldn’t be able to do what I was doing. My back and thighs began to hurt from bending like I was. While sucking this one man I realized that no one was behind me fucking me anymore. After the person I was sucking got off, no one replaced him, so I stood up, and I felt exhausted, I stood my skirt dropped down back into place. I thought I saw something on the floor and in the light of the room I could see bills on the floor. I reached down and picked up six twenty dollar bills, three Fifty dollar bills and eight five dollar bills. I folded them and put them in my only pocket right on my right ass cheek hip of my skirt.
I knew right then how I was going to make all those tips Jack spoke about now. It wasn’t going to be from lifting my top and showing my tits. It was going to be right here in the video booths doing something up until this day I had no idea how much I loved. I waited for what seemed like a long time expecting some more action from the video booths on each side of me, but no one came in either of them. When my TV went off because the tokens ran out I decided to go back to the snack bar. My back hurt, my throat hurt and I wanted to sit down. I found the door I used to get in and I walked out, looking at Candy and another girl sitting on the stools talking to three men leaning against the snack bar counter. I walked behind the counter and got up on my stool I had forgotten about ripping my thong, so as I sat down, one of the men said “Looks like you ripped your panties, hon.”
I felt caught and it was only then that I realized I should have gone to the restroom to clean myself up, my crotch must have been gleaming with cum residue. I closed my legs and the man said, “Honey, here’s a 20, open your legs and let me look at the most beautiful pussy that I have ever seen.” The man standing next to him said, “Here’s another 20.” I looked down and there was forty dollars sitting on the counter I reached forward, picked up the two bills and as I did I let my legs open nice and wide. I gave them their moneys worth, and then the third man asked, “Do you ever go back and watch the videos in the booths?”
I gave him a great big smile and said, “I sure do. I just got back. My favorite booth is 15, but my back is hurting right now, I need to take a break. Give me a few minutes and maybe I’ll head back to ah, watch some more movies.” Candy said “Tammy, meet Angel, she just started today and from what I saw, she is going to work out real well here.” I looked at Tammy as she reached out her hand to shake mine. I took it. The men kept standing there looking at me; I began talking to Tammy and Candy as if they were not even there.
Candy asked, “So, what do you think? Isn’t this wild, where can a girl work and have fun at the same time? You should have seen the hallway outside your booth; the men could not wait to get in and put in their tokens. Jill told us she had to remind you about them. No matter what you’re doing in there, you got to keep the videos machines going. Do like I do, walk in, drop 10 tokens in the slot and when they are gone, come back out here for a while. Don’t worry about the boys, they can just wait, right, boys?” The three men all said together, “Sure, yeah, we can wait.”
Tammy said, “I’m going to go back and get in booth 28 to watch some movies. Talk to you two later. Nice meeting you/ Oh, and if you would like, Angel, you know booths 25 through 39 are for two people. You are welcome to join me back there.”
Now let me tell you, I have read so many of those sex books I knew what Tammy meant, she wanted a little one on one action with me in a booth. I have always wanted to try something like that even before I began reading those dirty books. I looked at her and said, “Maybe later, Tammy. I need a break right now. I’m not used to being bent over like that for such a long time.”
Tammy said, “Great, no rush, but I will tell you, you will love it when you do join me, won’t she, Candy?” Candy said, “You know it, baby, you’re the best. Now go play and leave us poor girls to these three men.”
When she said that one of the men said, “I got another 20 if you’ll show me those tits of yours.” Candy said, “You talking to me, honey, or to Angel?’ He said, “I’ve seen your tits, honey, I want to see Angel’s tits.” He put another 20-dollar bill on the counter and after I picked it up I lifted the top of my short top and gave him very long look at my tits that had my nipples sticking straight out at him. Then he said, “Honey, I’ll give you a 100 dollar bill if you’ll meet me downstairs in the ladies restroom.” I looked at Candy and said, “Can I do that?’
Candy said, “Well, if you are going to go downstairs and lay down on the day couch in the ladies room to take a break on your own time, make sure you lock the door. If you don’t, some man might just walk in on you and you could get raped down there.” I smiled and said, “If I see a $100 bill on the counter, I think I’ll go take my break, I’ll head to the rest room.”
I saw the man place a 100 dollar bill on the counter. I picked it up stuffed it in my back pocket with all the others and I got off my stool. I walked to the door that said “restrooms” with an arrow pointing down. I walked down the stairs and I saw the ladies restroom. I looked up the stairs and saw the man coming down. I opened the restroom door and stood there until he walked in the room with me. I locked the door and I saw the big pale yellow day couch on one side with a vanity on the opposite wall. I walked over sat down and as I did the man walked up to me and unzipped his pants. I reached up and inside of his pants. I grabbed hold of his nice big cock and began to pull on it. He undid his belt and then his pants dropped to the floor. He pulled down his underpants and I pulled his cock to my mouth.
I knew I was going to fuck this man. I was so fucking horny at that moment, I would have fucked any man with a dick. I felt his hands on the side of my head pulling me back off of his cock. When he was free he knelt down in front of me and brought his face down between my legs. I wanted to close them because I knew I was very messy down there. I should have gone straight to the restroom and cleaned myself real good down there, but as I told you I went back to the snack bar.
I said, “No, don’t, I’m too messy down there, don’t do that.” The man stopped, looked up at me, and said, “I know you’re messy down there, that is why I want to eat you and clean you. Trust me, you will love it.” I simply laid back and as I did I relaxed my legs and I felt his mouth begin to work on me bringing pleasure that I had never felt before. Oh I have been eaten before, I love it when boys go down on me, but this was different, this time I was messy, I mean real messy, I had fresh and dried sperm all over my cunt, my pubic hair and inner thighs. Now with the thought that a man got off licking me clean and got turned on by doing it made me feel great.
The man licked and I think sucked every drop of cum he could get from both of my well-fucked holes. I laid there holding my knees up and back as he was running his tongue in and around my asshole. God, what a feeling that was! He stopped and asked, “Are you ready for some hard fucking, honey?” I looked down at him between my legs and said, “Honey, I was ready the minute you walked in this door.”
He moved up onto the day couch with me and I reached down between my legs to grab him. When I did his cock felt like a steel pole; he really got off on eating my messy pussy. I guided him to myself and once inside, I locked my legs around his ass and we fucked, we fucked so hard and fast I thought for a moment that the couch was going to break. We were both sweating as he worked against each other.