I needed money. My job at the supermarket wasn't paying well enough for me to pay my rent and go out every weekend, my brother Chris living with me was helping but I needed another job. I met a friend for lunch one day in town and confided my money worries to her.
"I'm telling you, if I don't find another job soon I'm going to have to move back home." And that would really ruin my time with Chris, we had been fucking like rabbits since that day I came home to find him watching porn. We hadn't yet expanded into threesomes but it was some of the best sex I had ever had.
"Cant you find another job?" She asked me as she took a long drink of smoothie through her straw. Holly was gorgeous, like a walking lingerie model. She was tall with large firm breasts, a tiny waist and an ample behind. Her legs were long and toned and her shining copper hair was always curled and shiny, her blue eyes could be open and laughing or smouldering. We had gone to school together and experimented a little during our last year, she had gone away to college but was back now and this was our first time catching up.
"I've looked everywhere, no where is hiring."
"I might know something, if you don't mind a little nudity." She murmured.
"Mine or someone else's?"
"Yours." She smiled. "I got this job stripping, it's not in a club though. I work for this agency that sends us to parties, guys birthday parties and bachelor parties... stuff like that. Anyway, it pays well and you get some pretty big tips."
"Is it safe?" I frowned.
"Yeah, a guy goes with you and stands outside. All you have to do is shout out and he comes running."
"How much does it pay?"
"For my last job I got about a hundred in tips and hundred from the booking, the agency gets a commission of course but I got two hundred from that one job."
"How many jobs do you get a month?" I asked curiously.
"It depends, your picture goes on the website and men can book you for their event. I get about three, maybe four a month."
"So you get like eight hundred a month?" I gaped at her.
"Yeah, so does it sound like something you could do? You're hot so you shouldn't have any trouble getting gigs, and we could totally use you."
"Ok then, I'd love to do it!" I smiled widely.
That afternoon Holly took me to her office to meet her bosses, the building itself was a tall glass building in Leeds and as she walked me through the lobby I found myself looking over the people milling about trying to pinpoint which of them were strippers. Holly took me up to the top floor and into a large office at the end of the hall where two people were sitting behind a meeting table, the woman was coldly beautiful with almost white blonde hair and a charcoal grey suit. Then there was the man, a tall, muscled God with thick dark hair and the sexiest brown eyes I've ever seen.
"Holly, this is the girl you mentioned?" The man asked as he stood and walked around the table, his suit perfectly showcasing his gorgeous body.
"This is Jamie Dobson, Jamie this is Marcus Hawk." Holly introduced us, Marcus kissed me on both cheeks.
"A pleasure to meet you Jamie, Holly tells us you're interested in a job here." He smiled at me.
"Yes, she's told me loads about what it's like and I think I can do it."
"Well, as with all jobs you'll need to have an interview. Holly, if you could wait outside?"
"Sure, Jamie I'll be waiting right outside. Good luck," She hugged me before heading out to wait in the hallway.
"So, Jamie. This is more of an audition, is that ok?"
"Yeah." I nodded.
"First if you could dance for us?" He moved to the window and closed all the blinds before turning the CD player in the corner on so that a heavy bass filled the room. I shed my coat and closed my eyes before moving to the beat, I forgot all about Marcus and the other woman as I moved, rolling my hips and running my hands up and down my body.
"Jamie." Marcus stopped me and I opened my eyes to see him smiling.
"We just need to see that you don't have any scars or tattoos, if you could..." He gestured to my clothes, I just nodded and unbuttoned my shirt and dropped it to the floor. My denim skirt followed until I was left in my bra and panties.
"And the rest." He murmured after looking me over for a minute or two, I shed the bra and panties until I was stood there completely naked. He stood and came around the table until he was stood in front of me, he smiled down at me and I barely noticed the woman slipping out of the room. "You are a very beautiful woman, Jamie." he told me, strolling around me.
"Thank you."
"Do you have a boyfriend?" He ran his fingers along my spine and I shivered in arousal.
"Not really." Chris, Zach and Scott didn't count. Not when I was fucking all three of them.
"Good." His fingers danced around until the were caressing my stomach, his other hand sneakily coming around to cup my breast.
"Mr. Hawk, is this part of my interview?" I asked, innocently batting my eyelashes as he came around to my front.
"Call it an extra." He tugged me up against him and covered my mouth with his, his tongue pushing into my mouth and tasting me. I moaned and melted into him, my naked breasts against his shirt and my bare pussy rubbing against his soft trousers, his hands slid down to my ass and kneaded the round globes before lifting me. "You're so fucking hot." He growled against my skin as his mouth moved to my nipple, he sucked me deep into his mouth, his teeth scraping against the taut peak. He stood back to strip off his shirt and suit jacket so I could see his toned, tanned chest. I laid out of the conference table with my arms above my head and my legs spread, he needed to be thorough after all right? He dropped to his knees and buried his face in my pussy, his tongue plunging into my hole as his fingers toyed with my clit.
"Fuck." I gasped, arching against him, needing to be filled by a thick, hard cock. "Fuck me, now." He jerked upright and fumbled for his wallet, withdrawing a condom he threw his wallet on the table and pushed his slacks down. His cock was thick and long and completely free of hair, I bit my lip and moved down to my knees in front of him.
