This is a work of fiction depicting sexual acts between consenting adults, aged eighteen and over. There are no similarities to anyone real or living, other than myself who is the main character, set in deep running fantasy. There are depictions of unprotected sex and smoking. I do not condone either, as each is an individual's choice. Constructive feedback welcome at rachellenaughty@yahoo.com. Also, support Nifty with a donation if you are able.
A Career Change Chapter 4-An Introduction to Happy Hour
I followed Carla, still clumsily walking in lower heels.
"Short steps Rachelle. Put your front leg in front of your back leg. You need to learn to walk in heels," she said.
We took the elevator down to the first floor. We came out on the backside of where I entered the building, the elevator car has a door on both sides.
She handed me a key card and said "When you get in, you flash this over the reader and pick your floor. Your pass allows access to certain floors and your room. When you leave here your room is 510, remember that. Room service will have your dinner to your room at seven. In case you get out of here late," she said with a wink.
We went through a door which led to a short hallway that had a chair and three doors on the right. There was a light above each door and a sign with corresponding letters with the numbers one, two and three next to each letter.
"When the light is green that means there is member waiting, otherwise the booth is empty. The sign tells you which room is first, second or third. Take them in that order, when you finish with three, one would be the next starting number," she said.
She opened a door to show me a booth. Inside was a small room, about eight feet long and four feet wide. A leather chair sat at one end.
"You have a platform for kneeling. The members can either stand or sit. The chair slides forward and back. When the light goes green you enter, get on your knees, and get to work. Jerry said you did an impressive job on him earlier, so I know you can suck cock," she said. "Most of them are dressed nicely so swallow because most of them are married and going home with cum stains on your pants is hard to explain."
I didn't say anything, but my cock twinged in the chastity device.
"They may tip you. You remain kneeling and once they leave you leave to go to the next booth in the correct order. There are only three booths, it isn't difficult to figure out. Oh, and you can't see them. When they enter, the lights in the booth change and they are back lit, so you are visible, but they are not visible to you," she said.
That sounded interesting I thought. Just then one of the lights turned green and the sign said Room A.
"Have fun," she said, and she left.
Do I leave now or just sit here? Slowly I turned towards Room A and opened the door. God the lights were intensely bright, I stepped in and closed the door.
"Don't you look lovely, come closer I have something for you," I heard a man's voice. It seemed like an older, mature man.
"Yes sir," I said as I kneeled in front of him. The chair slid forward to reveal a thick and meaty uncut cock, half erect.
"Suck it honey, I need to get home for dinner," the man said.
As earlier with Mr. Hutchins, I was in a bit of trance. I took his semi-erect cock in my hands and felt it twitch. I could smell the musky aroma of a man's cock, as if he had lightly sweated before coming here. That made my little cock twinge and my nostrils flare. I licked his cock head and ran my tongue around the rim. I opened my mouth wide and took it all in. He started to grow as my tongue bathed the underside of his cock. It was getting bigger, and it started to fill my mouth. I sucked him well for about 10 minutes at which point, he grunted and spurted a healthy sized load into my mouth. My second blowjob of the day I thought to myself.
"Show it to me, baby."
I opened my mouth and showed him his cum.
"Swallow it."
I did and then I showed him my empty mouth.
"Thanks," he said, as he threw me a ten-dollar bill.
He was out the door quicker than I could say thank you. I got up and went to the hallway. Oh my God, I thought, what did I just do? The light for Room B then went on. Oh my god, another one? I hesitated. You can do this, I told myself and I went to Room B. These lights are blinding, I thought as I opened the door. Don't look up, I told myself.
"Good you are here. Come here and suck me. I am meeting friends in a half-hour," a deep voice commanded.
I got on my knees and this man dropped his pants. He stood there with his cock hanging in front of me. He reached down and shook it.
"Come on, get to it," he demanded.
I took his cock in my hand and licked it. Thinner than the last one but a solid six inches. I took it in my mouth and sucked it until it was hard. He grabbed the back of my head and forced me down deeper on his cock. I was able to take in a little air, holding my breath, as it slid into the top of my throat. I forced myself off his cock after a minute, coughing for air.
"Come on you can take it, get on it" he commanded again.
I composed myself and slid my mouth back onto his hard and saliva covered cock. He again forced my head down on his hard shaft and I managed it better this time but still ended up coughing. After a few minutes he shot his cum load. It was small.
"Thanks honey," he said as he zipped up and left. No tip. I swallowed it anyway.
I left Room B and went back to the hallway. The light for Room C was green. This will be the third. More cock than I sucked in one day in my entire life. I didn't look in the mirror but was certain the makeup was running from coughing and choking. Damn those lights as I entered. I couldn't see anyone in the room, and no one said anything, but as I kneel on the pad and the chair slid forward, a nice cut, black cock was in front of me. This would be a first for me. The man spoke.
"It looks like the last guy roughed you up a little. I will take it easy on you baby, suck me easy and swallow it all."
His cock had a manly aroma, stronger than the first one. It wasn't a turn off, but it was indeed a turn on. I love that scent, I thought to myself. It tells me he is a man. I began licking and sucking his hard cock. It was a good seven inches or more and thick. I couldn't deep throat him, but he wasn't demanding that I do so. After about 20 minutes he grunted, letting out a huge moan, as his heavy load spurted into my mouth, some of it ran out the sides of my mouth. I swallowed what I could.
"That was great baby, thank you," and he passed me a twenty-dollar bill and said, "I will see you again soon," as he zipped up and left.
I needed a glass of water to clear my throat. I went to the hallway and there was nothing to drink. I need to remember to bring water the next time. The next time? What am I saying? Just then the light over Room C went green. One more at least. A polite man, an average sized cut cock, I guessed. He didn't say much, and he didn't tip, but he also shot his load in five minutes which was less work for me. The evening went on for another half hour. I ended up sucking two more cocks until six-thirty. Six cocks altogether. Oh my God I thought, I am a such a cock slut.
My jaw was tired. I left the hallway and went to the elevator, I had to pee so badly. I got off on the fifth floor. The corridor was short and empty, thank goodness. I found my room and flashed the key card over it, and the lock popped open. I opened the door and walked in, hoping there were no surprises.