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employment, my cousin says I can make truckloads of cash on ONLY FANS, but I want a job that I like, that's fun, and that my mom won't be embarrassed to tell her friends about.

It was a long day, one of the ‘zero' results, lots of complaint days. We get an hourly wage, but we also get commission of sorts on two levels. We get a bonus when a person starts a job, another when they make it 30 days, a third if they make it three months, and then a final bonus if they get hired on permanently. We also get a separate bonus if we help our client business reach staffing goals. Aside from our hourly wage, we get nothing if the person we sent doesn't work out. Well, except for a lecture from Andy. He's a decent boss, kind of like that guy we all friend-zone. Being the only male in an office of 10 women, you would think Andy would get lucky. I can't speak for anyone else, but he gets nervous when I flirt and usually wants to talk about work, numbers, or baseball.

All three get old, trust me.

Andy is 30 years old, 5' 9" tall, has soft brown eyes, short brown hair, is good looking in that lonely guy at the dance way, and treats all of us well, as long as we meet our numbers. I had just about had enough of the shitty day when Andy stood behind me looking down my blouse. I knew he was doing it, he knew that I knew, so I just smiled, then asked "Did you see my new post?" Andy inhaled, blushed red, so I spun my chair and whispered "We both know you're a member, so no need to play games." Andy inhaled, crouched beside me, then said very quietly "I don't understand why you don't have a boyfriend." I smiled "Because I don't want one." Andy blinked and I felt bad because suddenly I knew his hopes and dreams had been dashed. I inhaled, then asked "Would you like to come over for dinner?" Andy seemed stunned so I crowded closer and whispered "You know my address. Surprise me. DOORDASH, GRUBHUB, TACO BELL in a bag, surprise me."

Andy stared into my eyes, seemed to be mesmerized, so I whispered in his ear "Whatever happens, and no promises that anything will happen, we are not dating." Andy inhaled so I flirted "How dinner goes determines if we have another." Andy floated to his desk and then moments later I got an e-mail with a new list of referrals. Referrals could be the difference maker and within an hour I had three HOT leads. I smiled at Andy in his tiny office and he blushed then smiled back.

He had no idea I was going to make his night.

I just wasn't sure if we were gonna fuck or make love.

4:30 came and I logged out, boldly went to his office, stood in his doorway, and flirted "Make sure you call or text before you show up. I would hate to be in the middle of filming something when you get there." Andy gasped and almost fell out of his chair as I winked and left the building. I drove home, parked in the driveway, and smiled. I have a small, cute house my grandparents left me and so far the taxes and utilities were manageable without a roommate or live-in boyfriend.

I hurried into my bedroom, stripped, ignored my excitement, and took a hot shower. I shaved just in case, spritzed vanilla body spray all over my naked body, then just stayed undressed as I tidied up my apartment. Andy was a nice looking man, if not nervous and unsure of himself, I was actually hoping the sex would be good. Around 5:30 I was a little confused because the office closes at 5pm and Andy was never late for anything. I was just considering getting dressed and letting him earn me stripping when there was a knock on my door. With a mischievous smile, I opened the door naked with a flourish. Andy gasped and stared at me wide eyed as he took in my naked body.

The naked body that I know he has seen plenty of on my ONLY FANS page.

Andy inhaled, stepped inside with a large bag from OLIVE GARDEN and I smiled knowing that he took it as an actual date. He had ordered and picked up OLIVE GARDEN and that wasn't the only surprise. Andy set the food down, took off his shoes, then looked me in the eyes and said "Sara, I'm sorry."

And then he was ALL over me!

We kissed hungrily, furiously, and I helped him undress on the way to the bedroom. By the time I was helping him get his briefs off, I held my breath because his cock was at least 8 inches, and seriously hard. HELL YEAH!. We were on the bed, kissing, touching and rolling around when with no pretense Andy pushed his cock into my very wet, very eager pussy. I gasped "Just fuck me then" and he grunted "I plan to." Andy was stroking deep, hard and fast into me and for the first time in a long while all my lights were lit, takeoff was reached, and I had an out of nowhere orgasm so explosive I thought I saw Arnold Schwarzenegger standing off to the side saying something about a ‘choppa'.

I saw stars, moons, fireworks and explosions as I thrashed beneath Andy and tried to hold him. He was deeply focused and fucking me like it was a lifetime achievement, so I raked my nails down his back and gasped for him to cum inside me. Andy grunted, his body tensed, and when he came I felt the splash inside my deepest recess. Andy thrust and pumped until he was finished and then we were laying there when he sighed "I can die happy now."

Awww.

I sighed and said "If you keep things chill at work, promise not to push me for a relationship, we can have dinner again." Andy sighed and held me until after a couple of warm kisses, I led him to my shower. He was happy and made sure to touch nearly every inch of my body in the shower, so instead of drying off, I rewarded him with a half-hearted blowjob until he was hard then fucked him again.

Then, after a quick shower, we got dressed and ate warmed up OLIVE GARDEN.

All the air went out of the tires as we ate though because despite the carnal screwing we just did, all Andy wanted to talk about was work, numbers and baseball. I was polite, kissed him at the door, then went to sleep alone because I don't want the drama of trying to please a man and constantly make sure he's happy. I mean, who wants to worry all the time about my weight, what I say or wear, and whether he's cheating on me?

Sorry, I like to keep it real.

The next day at work, Andy surprised me with flowers on my desk. I ignored the dirty looks of some of the women and stood in his doorway to ask "Dinner again?" Andy surprised me when he said "No, sorry. I have to go to my sister's for dinner then pack for the conference in Orlando."

Wow.

Who saw that brush off coming?

I was off kilter despite getting three new placements thanks to the referral sheet Andy sent me last night and was happy when a new referral list arrived in my email just before noon. Andy stopped at my desk to further shock me when he whispered "You are a Goddess among humans Sara, but I think it's better for morale if we keep things business."

What the fuck was happening?

After a crappy lunch at the deli close to the office, I was moody until my virtual meeting with a local hotel who just couldn't figure out why their turnover was so high. I was half pissy, half distracted when I said "Maybe I should spend a couple of days as a guest and see what I can find out?" The handsome manager said "You know what? That works. Can you be here around 4pm?"

What?

Okay... sure.

I went into Andy's office and sat down without an invite. He blinked, exhaled, closed his laptop, then said very quietly "This attitude is why Sara. I would crawl through glass to sleep with... ahem... sorry. I would love to have dinner with you again, but I cannot allow anything to disrupt this office, even a shot at perfection like you." I got up, shut his door, glared at him, then lost my mind. It took superhuman strength to keep my rage under control and my voice low as I seethed "What the fuck is wrong with you? You compliment me like you just read a script from HALLMARK, then let me down. I don't know whether to tell you to fuck off or strip and fuck you right here. Why are you messing with my mind like this? Why are you doing this? Is it because I said I won't date you?"

Andy inhaled, exhaled, then said "I think you should go home, think about this outburst, and take tomorrow off to decide if this job is right for you." I was seeing red and hissed "What the fuck is wrong with you Andy?" With a deep sigh, Andy just stared at me until I said "I have a meeting with the SUITES HOTEL to try to figure out why the turnover is so high. They want me to pretend to be a guest for a couple of days and see what I think the issue might be." Andy nodded then said "I'll put you in for out of office pay. Maybe on Monday we can revisit this conversation when we're both calm?" I huffed "I doubt it. It would take a lot of effort from you for me to ever give you dinner again" and I stormed out of his office and banged on my computer wishing it would shut down faster.

Just to be a witch, I put the flowers on Grace's desk and said "These should have been for you. He just told me that his dying wish is to be with you. Good luck." Grace was staring in at Andy who seemed confused and stared back at her. The last thing I saw as I was exiting the building was Grace standing in Andy's doorway.

Good luck indeed.

Hope you like baseball.

At home I packed absentmindedly, made sure to put at least three different bikinis in there, and then for some reason chose several sets of my sexiest lingerie. A couple of short skirts, a slinky dress, cute shorts, blouses, and even my lucky ‘fuck me' sundress. A thin, sheer, very light blue sundress with spaghetti straps and upper mid thigh hem, I was 9 for 9 with getting laid when I wore it, especially if I was bold and wore it commando or without lingerie.

9 for 9!

I was just about done packing when a warm wave of sheer sluttiness washed over me and I stripped, took a lightning shower, left my hair wet, then slipped into my ‘fuck me' sundress.

I had every intention of going 10 for 10 TODAY!

With just sandals, a smartwatch and the slutty sundress on, I stood in front of the mirror and felt my temperature rise. I work out, try to eat right, and have been lucky so far with keeping my high school cheerleader's body. The dress intentionally barely fit me. The swell of my firm large breasts pushed against the thin material and the low cut front as if to tease that one sudden move and I would be exposed. While not skin tight, the sundress clung to my fit body and even staring into the mirror I could feel flames brewing as without panties, I was daring men to stare in hopes of seeing my firm ass and bare slit. I was sex itself and at that moment, I could not recall feeling sexier or better about myself.

I took a deep breath because I was extremely horny.

I drove to the hotel and smiled when the valet gasped and dropped my keys. Even without the sun behind me ensuring he and everyone else saw my body, the thin material gave away most of my secrets. My nipples were so stiff, so hard, that they ached. I was buzzing when I strutted into the hotel and heard several inhales and gasps. The manager came right up to me and asked "Are you crazy?" I flirted "Certifiable" and he was breathing deeply when he panted "You might as well be naked."

He was maybe 40, 6' tall, in great shape, handsome, and I was seriously horny.

Do you need me to draw you a map?

I flirted "Where's your office? So we can discuss stuff privately?"

Moments later, with nearly every eye on me and my hot body in the slutty ‘fuck me' sundress, we were in the manager's office and he panted with excited eyes "I'm Jeff, by the way." I asked him "Are you married?" He blinked then said "Yes, but she's not here right now." I smiled my sluttiest smile and stripped my sundress up, off, and dropped it to the floor to tease, "But I am." Jeff stripped as if there was a timer and he was rock hard, very excited to see me. He pulled me into a feverish kiss, his fingers found my soaked slit, then played with my pussy until I gasped "Don't tease me, fuck me." Jeff shoved his huge cock deep inside me. I saw bright red colors and felt the strangest combination of pain and pleasure as he went right to fucking me. Jeff had me against a wall at first, then the edge of his desk, and finally on the floor itself.

Something about the way Andy wanted me, complimented me, and flirted with me while shutting me down and blowing me off lit a slut fuse I didn't know I had. For the last two years since college I have tried to be the good girl my mom imagines me to be. Now, the slut was loose and I was sure she and I were going to have some fun.

I mean, she is me, but you get my point... right?

Jeff was railing me, drilling me and pounding me, and with any luck, blast off would arrive any second. I could feel the pressure building, held him in anticipation of the orgasm, and then it arrived in full effect. I tried to be quiet, but when you're getting fucked like a slut, noise is inevitable. Even as all my lights lit and I tasted both colors and numbers, Jeff was grunting and I fought past the ardor to stoke him by saying "I... I'm fixed... cum in me..."

Jeff exploded with a climax so intense I felt it.

After he pumped and thrust until he was spent, I held Jeff and asked "Do you offer personal service?" Jeff stared into my eyes, smiled, then said "I can make a special exception."

Oh yeah, 10 for 10 with my slutty ‘fuck me' sundress.

I'm just saying.

We cleaned up and got dressed. Well, Jeff did, I just slipped the sundress back on and touched at my hair. Jeff asked "How is it you don't have a boyfriend?" I shrugged "I don't want to deal with the drama of a relationship. When the right guy comes along, I might rethink things, who knows?" Once dressed, Jeff smiled and said "Thank you." I don't blush easily, but I did and said "You're welcome. How old are you?" Jeff smiled and said "40 last week. My wife is three years younger than me and hotter than I deserve, but we have an agreement." I blinked then said "I thought that kind of stuff was for crappy movies and cheesy stories?" Jeff sighed "Well, I slept with my former assistant, so instead of a standoff or divorce, Zoe screwed my brother." I gasped "Damn" but Jeff laughed "Now Jack gets some now and then, we all pretend not to know, and Zoe overlooks my occasional choices."

Wow, this was just like some of the KINDLE erotica I like to read.

I asked "Former Assistant?" Jeff smiled and said "Kelly. She took a job at the hotel across the street but don't worry, we meet at least once a week to go over numbers." I grinned "Numbers?" Jeff smiled, "Numbers." I said "So I don't do relationships, you're married but have certain freedom, you fucked me like I owed it to you, let's discuss numbers." Jeff came around the desk and said "With or without that erotic dress, you are an 11 amongst 8's and 9's. You seem to know your value, are not shy, and have incredible charisma. Would you consider becoming my Director of Sales and Special Events?" I said "Maybe. I'm looking for something that challenges me, but you should know two things about me. I have a strong will, speak my mind, and like to have fun." Jeff waited and I said "I also post content on ONLY FANS but so far refuse to do anything except tease and nudes." Jeff smiled and said "You being a content creator doesn't surprise me. Are you willing to trust me Sara?"

I smiled and said "Until you give me reason not to, yes."

Jeff said "I think you should take a couple of days to see if you can figure out our turnover issue. Tomorrow when you have time, come see me and we can discuss the details of the position I think you would excel at." I flirted "Will we discuss numbers?" Jeff smiled, he inhaled, then said "Beautiful, I will discuss numbers with you as often as you like."

I panted "I'm horny."

Twenty minutes later, Jeff had given me two orgasms and a reason to live, so I hurried up to my suite and almost fainted. I was expecting a room, not a palace. So many amenities and the best part? All of it was free, all of it was being comped. Plus that dummy Andy was paying me to be here. Sorta. His loss, good luck with Grace. I stripped off my lucky, 10 for 10, ‘fuck me' sundress, laid it on the bed, and got into the shower. I was feeling great despite the mind fuck Andy gave me at the office. How could a man visibly want a woman but blow her off while complimenting her?

Who does that?

I was standing in the bathroom naked, brushing my long hair, and thinking about dinner when I decided to eat in the hotel restaurant then hit the pool, maybe use the sauna. I pushed aside all the lingerie, bikinis and short skirts, the staff had seen plenty of me so far today. I had a whim and grabbed my phone, took some naked selfies in the bedroom of the suite, then moved around the space taking dozens of naked pics everywhere, including the bathroom. Every one of the photos was going on my ONLY FANS, maybe this evening. One of the mirror shots was so hot, I considered sending it to Andy, but decided he didn't deserve it.

Instead I sent it to Jeff.

Within moments he replied "GODDESS" and I texted "COME FUCK ME."

No response.

I pouted until Jeff texted "I can't get away, but if anyone is worth a divorce, it's you."

Wow.

Fuck you Andy.

I got dressed in my only pair of jeans that I had packed, a nice blouse, pulled my hair back into a ponytail, put on flats and my smartwatch, then went down to the restaurant. I had barely gotten my appetizer when I had an inkling as to why the hotel has turnover. Some places call it ‘job reduction', the ‘assistant manager effect', ‘downsizing' and other catchy phrases. What it was sucked, one person doing the job of two or three people. The food was good, I left a tip despite having the bill comped, then sat in the lobby watching the front desk. It barely took 30 minutes, but I saw it, same thing. One desk clerk greeting guests, answering phones, handling guest concerns, making change, and about 12 other things. Also, for a suite hotel with valet, there was no bellman or whatever the person who helps with bags and runs stuff to guests is called.

I called Jeff and he said "I can't talk right..." and then abruptly a sultry woman's voice said "Sara, this is Zoe. Jeff's busy, is it important?" I cleared my throat and said "I am clear on the boundaries Zoe, this is about the hotel and it's important." Zoe was quiet then said "I'm gonna like you I think, here's my husband." I exhaled "Whew" quietly then when Jeff said "Hey, sorry" I said "No worries" and told him what I observed. He was quiet then asked "Can you meet us in the lobby in about 20 minutes?" I said "I'm already in the lobby, so..." Jeff inhaled then with what sounded like he was muffling the phone said quietly "I dare you to have that slutty sundress on" and hung up.

I was in the elevator before I realized I had accepted the dare!

I stripped as fast as I could, spritzed my new caramel body spray all over, then slipped into my slutty, thin and sheer ‘fuck me' sundress. I was excited, my nipples were hard, and my pussy was wet... and then it hit me. Jeff was bringing Zoe to meet me in my half naked, dare men to fuck me sundress?

The one that was now 10 for 10 getting me laid!

Wow.

Back in the lobby, I felt like the most popular pornstar in the city when one guest walked into a standee holding brochures and another dropped his phone while staring at me. To get the right angles and really show off how teasing this dress was, I would have to get someone to take pictures of me in it, but if I was lucky, whoever I got to take the pictures would fuck me.

I love this sundress so much.

The moment she came through the doors I knew Zoe was Zoe. Easily 6' tall with long, vibrant red hair, crisp green eyes, and a body straight out of every man's imagination, she looked like a fitness instructor fucked a fashion model and then curated the perfect female. Even though I think I won slut of the week award for my slinky ‘fuck me' sundress, Zoe scorched everyone in the area with her gray micro short mini skirt that failed to hide her bright pink thong. Her top was straight out of SLUTS-R-US and probably their top seller being so small, completely sheer, and pointless. If you took thin mesh, shrunk it twice, then gave Zoe a size too small, she nailed it. I knew before she got close that Zoe essentially had nothing but skimpy, sexy pink lingerie, a skirt so pointless that LIV MORGAN was jealous, and the sheer top so she could say she was dressed.

DAMN!

Jeff nailed it, he married up and then some.

I think I puffed an exhale of smoke as Zoe purred "Mmmm... you're even hotter than I imagined" and I sighed "Marry me." Zoe laughed "You now have permission to discuss numbers with Jeff. As often as you want, on one condition." Wow, okay. Zoe knew our code for sex, ‘numbers'. I panted "Name it" and Zoe crowded so close I felt her body heat as she purred "I want us to have a playdate."

I moaned "God yes."

In college I messed around with a couple of girls, even tried bringing one of my cheer squad girls into a relationship with the guy I was seeing. None of that compared to the sheer lust I felt for Zoe. Jeff came closer to us, and it happened so fast I'm still processing it. In the lobby of the hotel he manages, he kissed his wife and it was a kiss so hot I thought my pussy might be dripping. Then Zoe let out a soft moan and pushed Jeff towards me so that we shared a scorching kiss. I felt fingers under my skirt and he stepped back and gasped "Jesus Sara." I crowded close to both of them and huffed "Look. I already feel like a slut in this dress, I sure hope you're gonna fuck me, and if Zoe doesn't stop giving me looks, I'm gonna drag her up to my room and keep her there until Tuesday.

Just so you know it was Thursday.

I'm just saying.

Zoe put her lips to my ear and breathed "Keep talking and I'll show you things porn hasn't come up with yet." I was close to orgasm and no one had fucked me, so I inhaled, fought past the fog of arousal, and panted "You wanted to see me?" Jeff grinned, so I exhaled and said "Green light, now focus while I still can." We went into Jeff's office and I swear that I heard the men in the lobby sigh when the door closed.

Maybe I imagined it?

Zoe went straight to the minifridge, took out two cans of PEPSI, cracked one, and gave it to me. I drank half before gasping and then said to Jeff "Minimal staffing is why you have turnover. I don't know who's to blame, but your employees are overworked." Zoe sipped her soda and gave Jeff a look until he exhaled and said "I will call the owners, but they're tired of hearing it from me." I said "Assuming I don't combust in ten minutes or an hour from now, set up a meeting and I can say I'm an efficiency expert or something." Zoe said "Take the job Sara. I promise lots of perks" and then her tongue was in my mouth. I don't know if I dropped the PEPSI or set it down, nor do I care. My hands were all over Zoe's perfect body and we were kissing like lovers when I felt a warm hand gripping and squeezing my breast. I eased back from Zoe to see Jeff had his pants and underwear off and his cock was rock hard.

YES!

Before Jeff or I could strip my slinky sundress off, Zoe did and I gasped as she tugged at her top until her large breasts popped free. Jeff said "Best day ever" and Zoe gave him a look then said "Let's see what you think when we get her out to the house." I froze and blinked, then said "I'll take the job on two conditions." Zoe was slipping her thong off, I hadn't even seen her remove the micro skirt. Jeff was rock hard and ready to fuck which was great because I was ready to be fucked. I pulled at Jeff until I was on his large sofa and he just shoved his massive cock deep inside my pussy. I held on as again the pain and pleasure combo lit plenty of lights. Jeff was fucking me like I owed him money and then I realized Zoe was rubbing herself against him and whining that she was his wife and he should be fucking her. Something about strong, sure of herself Zoe suddenly being submissive sent me into a blinding orgasm than nearly blacked me out, and when I caught my breath and could see, Jeff was fucking Zoe beside me as if she was trying to get away.

I was in a daze, my mind was blown and my brain felt broken.

I wiped up using wads of tissues from Jeff's desk, picked up my slutty sundress, and left Jeff's office. As I closed the door to Jeff railing Zoe, I heard a loud gasp and was at the elevator before I realized I was naked in the lobby, disheveled and holding my sundress. Still naked, I walked up to the shocked desk clerk and said "I need a keycard, I lost mine." He stared at me until I said "After a shower, I'm going to use the pool and sauna. Clock out and join me, I need a card to 1301." I think my phone and keycard were in Jeff's office, but they way he and Zoe were fucking, if I went back in there, I might never leave.

I wonder if they would take me home and treat me like a pet?

Still naked, everyone staring at me, I got into the elevator and again imagined men sighing. I carded into my suite, went straight to the shower, and stood there diffusing and decompressing. Why was I suddenly so wanton and slutty?

Did it matter?

Oh and, now my slutty ‘fuck me' sundress was 11 for 11 in getting me laid.

Just saying.

When I finally got out of the shower, I ignored my wet hair, and quickly dabbed myself mostly dry with a huge, fluffy towel that I wanted to steal and take home with me. I walked out to the bedroom and there on the bed was my phone, a small gift box, and a full sized envelope.

Someone dropped these things off?

Someone came into the suite while I was naked and in the shower?

I felt a wicked thrill imagining someone coming into the room, finding me naked in the shower, fucking me like a slut, then leaving without ever telling me their name.

Wow.

What was wrong with me?

The gift box contained very skimpy, very sexy, really small, sheer white lingerie that did not consist of much material. The small card said "HOPE TO SEE YOU IN THIS TOMORROW. LOVE ZOE", and then a small red heart.

Fuck you Andy, your loss.

Inside the large envelope was a job offer and papers to fill out, including a contract which guaranteed that unless I committed a heinous act against the hotel or a patron, I could not be let go or dismissed for the first 367 days.

Not 365 or 366?

Okay then.

I was about to pick out a bikini to hit the pool and sauna when my phone sounded. It was a text message from Zoe, and it didn't surprise me that she put herself into my contacts. There were three messages, the first letting me know she added me to her phone and her to mine, which I already realized. The second was in all caps "YOU SLUT! LOVE THE PICS", and the third just now, asked if she could come by and see me in the morning, what time did I get up? I took a deep breath, knew I was literally playing with fire, then sent a reply "Surprise me. Maybe I'll still be in bed. I sleep naked." I felt flames wash over my body in a slow roll and thought I had a mini orgasm when Zoe replied "BET ON IT" in all caps and three red hearts.

Fuck you Andy.

I put on my least skimpy bikini, a white one, and sighed because now for sure the guests and employees had seen plenty of me on this day. I was pulling my hair back into a ponytail when it hit me. If I was going to work here, it could be awkward after dressing slutty, kissing the manager and his wife in the lobby, then the whole naked in the lobby and elevator stunt.

Geez.

I slipped my keycard into my phone cover, smiled, then rode the elevator down to the lobby. The cute guy who experienced me naked and gave me a keycard was not at the desk, just a bored Hispanic guy with a nice smile. I waved, then headed towards the pool only to almost run into a smoking hot blonde that made me forget my name. Either I was much closer to playing for the other team, or Zoe and this blonde were top tier because I caught my breath and panted "Hey." She told me her name was Jenny and I laughed "Jenny? Why are all blondes named Jenny?" She shrugged and laughed "We just are. What's your name beautiful?" I sighed "Sara" then asked if she was going to the pool? She said "No, I have to get to work, but maybe I'll see you after or tomorrow?"

Work? It was after 8pm, closer to 9.

Jenny was so beautiful she made it hard to concentrate, and although fully dressed, she still made my body rev up. In cute jean shorts that fit perfectly, a snug half tank that was more like a sports bra, she struck me as no older than 21. Jenny's long blonde hair, blue eyes, and fit body had me wondering what she looked like in a bikini. Better yet, what she would look like naked. I inhaled "Sorry, naughty thoughts." Jenny stepped closer and flirted "It happens. Let's exchange deets."

We did and then she asked me if I had an open mind.

I grinned, then smiled and sighed.

Jenny blushed then said "Okay, yes, but I was asking if maybe you wanted to go to work with me tomorrow, they would pay you double what you might expect, and one look at you and I'm guessing ONLY FANS for sure." I sighed "Just nudes and tease, I still have some good left in me." Jenny flirted "I'll corrupt you. The cute innocent blonde kills it for me. Little do my subscribers know I can be naughty."

I have no idea what happened, suddenly we were kissing.

Not rushed, feverish kissing, but slow, romantic kisses.

Jenny touched my face, then asked if I was staying in the hotel. I gave away too much info and said "I was here to evaluate the turnover, but the manager offered me a job with great perks." I blushed, and I mentioned I rarely blush. Thinking about Jeff fucking me into next week and doing kinky things with Zoe would make a Priest blush, trust me. Jenny said "I live across town, but my roommate is a bitch and I make killer money between my content and this super job I have, so I treated myself to a few nights here."

Man, who was writing this?

I asked "So you might be looking to move?" Jenny stared at me, then said quietly "I get taken advantage of a lot. Can we hang out tomorrow and talk? I think we could be great friends." I have no idea where it came from, but I blurted "Damn, are you friend-zoning me?" Jenny gasped "What? No. I was trying to take it slow. Do you want to go out? Will you go out with me?"

Fucking A, give this writer extra money.

I said "Yes. Call me when you get off work, or come see me in suite 1301, I'll tell them to leave you a card." Jenny was blushing, fidgeting, glancing around, so I stepped close, held her, then said "I won't use you Jenny. I have trust issues too." She sighed, relaxed, and perky Jenny was back as she stepped back, kissed me softly, then said "See you in a couple of hours." I laughed "What kind of work pays so well and is only a couple of hours?" Jenny beamed as she said "Promotions", then she winked and walked off. That's when I realized my nipples were hard, my pussy was wet, and my bikini bottoms were moist.

I also realized I had a girlfriend.

Wow, what a day.

Just in case I got distracted, I hurried to the front desk and asked the clerk to leave a card for my suite, made sure he repeated that it was for Jenny. He made a face and I asked "What? What was that?" he glanced around and said "I was told to give you whatever you wanted without question." I blinked, then asked "Jeff?" The clerk said "No. I mean he was there, but it was Zoe who said it." I asked "The manager's wife?" The clerk laughed "Well yes, but Zoe is the majority owner. I'm guessing you didn't know that?"

I just walked away.

The clerk called out "I'll make sure Jenny gets the keycard."

I just waved a hand, didn't even bother to turn around. Wow. Zoe was the owner, or one of them? Wow. Just wow. I put my phone in a slot outside the sauna, grabbed a towel, and went inside to relax. There was just one other person in there, a handsome, good looking man in his 30's with a great tan, nice body, and despite the small towel draped across his lap, there was zero question he was naked. I was about to sit down when he said "I'm guessing you didn't read the sign?" I shook my head and he said "You can wrap yourself in a towel if you're modest, but this is a nude sauna."

I blinked.

That was a thing?

Nude sauna?

I thought that was just a plot device in erotic stories?

I stepped back outside and sure enough, it was cleverly worded, but this was a nude sauna. The regular sauna was around the corner, and I had an odd feeling of being the parent or child who wandered into the nude one unprepared. I took off my bikini, put it on a small shelf numbered ‘03' and moved my phone over with it. I stepped back in just as the tan, naked man stretched and his towel slipped to the floor. His eyes locked onto my naked body as mine stared at his thick, large cock that didn't even seem to be hard yet.

Well, now he had my attention!

... so much to be continued.

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