Madison now needed her work more than ever. Over the next couple of days, she asked Greene to give her weekend and night time shifts so that she could make more money. The owner agreed and began to watch her a bit closer. He knew that she disliked working at the club but he also saw that Madison was making an effort to earn bigger tips. Over the next couple of days, he noticed that she stopped covering her cleavage with one hand when she bent over to take an order. She smiled more at the big tippers and playfully laughed at their crude jokes.
While she continued to avoid walking the gauntlet (as the waitresses called it when they had to walk between the tightly placed tables and men would try to feel them up as they passed), Greene watched as the beautiful woman bent at the waist and whispered to the men who tipped very well and even let them put their hand on her leg and ass. He even watched as she gave a short, ugly man a kiss on the cheek and a hug after he tipped her well for three nights in a row. More surprisingly, the man's hand went to the juncture of her tanned thighs and gently rubbed Madison's pussy through her panties as they spoke. Greene was surprised but saw that the man had money in his hand as Madison stood there letting him cop a feel. Then Greene watched as the repulsive man lay a fifty dollar bill on her tray.
Madison never let it go too far, but Greene was impressed that she was using her gorgeous looks and smile to separate the men from their money without really giving anything up in return. He knew that she was the type of woman who could become immensely valuable to him but he also understood that the process would have to be handled intelligently. He needed to think this out.
He began to request that Madison deliver drinks in the VIP area more and more. He wanted her to understand that the girls who made the real money delivered what his customers really needed -- pussy. Meanwhile, Madison had very mixed feelings about going back there. Behind each curtained doorway on busy nights would come the erotic sounds of these strange men fucking young dancers. Madison could not seem to get used to the sounds emanating from the tiny rooms: the flesh smacking, the grunting, the filthy language as the young women urged the men to greater sexual heights while the men groaned their pleasure-filled replies. Often the hardest part was standing outside the curtain because she could tell that the man was close to climaxing and she did not want to interrupt. It was too much for her senses to take in and she wanted to drop the tray and run away but she forced herself to wait. Shamefully, she knew that she did this because some of her best tips came from men who had just climaxed.
Yet what worried her most was that she began to feel herself strangely drawn to the wanton scenes. As wrong as it was, she knew that her nipples would harden into little rubbery buds simply when Greene asked her to deliver drinks back there. Given the thin material that covered her full breasts, that embarrassing condition was very noticeable! Much to her chagrin, she caught Greene glancing at her protruding nipples several times before she quickly turned away!
Once when she was in the VIP area, she found her eyes darting to the two naked people trying to surreptitiously take in their screwing as she put the drinks down for them. She felt her heart flutter when she pulled the curtain back to see a young dancer with her head buried in a pillow, ass up in the air being fucked from behind, doggie style. Or being splayed out completely, legs widespread, arms being held above her head by a man drilling the young honey's vagina like he hadn't had sex in five years! To Madison's shame, she felt the excitement of the lewd scene and knew that these scenes revealed a dark side of her mind.
Madison couldn't wait to get out of the seedy bar after closing. Each night she received different propositions from intoxicated patrons trying to get in her pants. She found them all extremely offensive but simply declined them with a smile. She couldn't afford to lose her job. At least now she had enough money to pay the rent and would not have to deal with Sanchez again. Tomorrow was the end of the week that he had given her.
*****
Madison padded around her apartment in nothing but her panties and a hip length see-though robe. It felt wonderful to have her rent and be independent again. She had told herself that she'd get dressed as soon as she heard the very loud Mr. Sanchez outside and take him the rent. She told herself that she'd do absolutely anything to keep from being in the vulnerable spot she was in when he took advantage of her.
Never again! She found her own confidence reassuring.
Sure enough, as she surfed the internet, she finally heard the booming voice of Mr. Sanchez. He was berating someone who obviously did not belong at the apartment complex. Madison rose from her sofa and walked to the window and peeked through the blinds. Sanchez was gesticulating very close to a well-dressed man in his 30s who didn't seem fazed by the overweight man. A little amused at how uncouth Sanchez looked in his "wife-beater" t-shirt and trousers, Madison decided to watch a bit longer.
The stranger could not be heard but Sanchez was easily heard. Madison didn't pay any attention until she heard him say "apartment 205" and point up in her direction. She knew she couldn't be seen but instinctively dropped the slat when they both turned to the apartment.
"What could the man want," she wondered? She quickly turned to go get dressed and find Sanchez to pay the rent and hopefully find out what he was talking about.
*****
Madison finished putting on her white running top and pink shorts and had laced one sneaker when there was a knock on her door. She knew it was Sanchez. Not wanting him to stand outsider her door, she unlaced the shoe and kicked it off. She began to walk towards the door when it opened.
Having been shocked by him walking in on her right after a shower, Madison had begun putting the chain up and the door made a loud thud when he tried to open it. She heard him curse in Spanish.
"Mr. Sanchez, wait," she said. She quickly unchained the door. He strode in, clearly annoyed.
"Mrs. Benedict, when you owe me money, don't chain the fucking lock, understood?" he asked loudly.
"Shhh!" she answered. "Don't use language like that! My baby, Olivia, might hear you!"
Sanchez chuckled out loud.
"Where is she?" he asked.
"She's asleep." Madison answered.
He looked Madison up and down lecherously. She was dressed, but her legs were exposed in the short running outfit and her ample breasts were outlined perfectly by the top. For some reason, being barefoot made her feel more vulnerable.
His dark eyes burned a hole in her clothing and seemed to linger on her sexy thighs. She looked at him with little less than disgust. His hairy chest and back hair stuck out from under the dirty white t-shirt that he wore, which barely covered his large belly.
"I have your rent money," she said nicely. "So, I'll keep using the chain on the door."
She turned to walk to the counter to pick up the cash.
He whistled low when she walked away.
She turned quickly on her heel. "Mr. Sanchez! I'd appreciate it if you didn't act disrespectfully towards me, like that! I have months left on my lease and I'd like to feel comfortable in my own apartment!"
Sanchez chortled. "I think you feel comfortable in jer apartmant," he said in his thick accent. "At leest you were comfortable when you let me give you my Mexican sausage for a little more time to pay mi dinero," he said. "The only one not comfortable was my wife. She didn't like seeing me fuck you! Ha, ha!"
Madison's face reddened in shame. "I... I ... I wish you wouldn't bring that up, again."
"Why?" he taunted. "Now that you don't have no husband, maybe you like ol' Sanchez' big peter. You know you liked it mucho on the day I fucked you!"
"I... I ... did not like it!" she said.
"Then what was all the 'aiiieee, fuck me,' that you was screaming?"
"That's horrible! You caught me at a very vulnerable moment. I didn't know what I was saying! I don't know why I let you have sex with me," the gorgeous blonde retorted.
