A rough life

Another night, another crowd of people, mostly regulars.  Down and out people looking to drown their sorrows in liquor.  Some drowning lost love, some drowning lost money, lost mortgages or lost jobs from their memories.

  Since this recession hit, we get more than our share of the lost jobs patrons.  How in hell they can afford to drink themselves stupid without a paycheck is beyond me. Some come to cheat on their wives, hoping to get laid, some businessmen bring their sleazy clients here hoping to make a deal and show them a good time. 

Looking at myself in the mirror, situated in a dark corner of my dim lit little hole in the wall room, I notice the tight pants accentuate my crotch in all the right places.  Women and men both look at those things, it makes me tips, it pays the rent in this miserable place.  The landlord calls it an efficiency, I call it a dump.  Hell even the cockroaches and rats moved out a long time ago.

Grabbing my bag, I make sure the tank top shirt I chose has all the right glitter, not too little, not too much so as to look cheap.  One never knows who they will be giving a lap dance to for extra money.

Lately I've spent a lot of time fending off Lauren's advances to me.  I've only been working the bar for a couple months, but the owner thinks she can have her way with me anytime, anyplace.  She'd have a lap dance every night in the back room if she could. She implies if I want to keep my job, I need to play ball with her. I need this job.  I don't mind playing ball with her, I just don't want her playing with mine.

 Whenever I go to the store room for more alcohol, she's right there, behind me, pressing her big tits into my back and grinding her crotch into my backside.  She even tries a good reach around every chance she gets.

I work a bar that features big girls as pole dancers.  Lauren calls the patrons 'chubby chasers', maybe so, but the women, big or not, are beautiful, with their big breasts hanging down, wrapping themselves around the poles.  They bring big money too. Eager drinkers stuff enough money in their g-strings.  I want to be up there, making big tips in my pants.  

I haven't convinced Lauren to allow me to bring guys to pole dance, not yet anyway, but I hope to be her first one.  

A sexual encounter

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We held hands and walked to the shoreline. I felt a mixture of sand and small stones beneath my feet. We stripped our clothes off and laid them on top of the towels, to keep the sand out.

I gasped when I saw his mostly naked body in the dim light. He was even more beautiful then I had imagined.

We entered the water, splashing around for a while and then he embraced me from behind. I leaned my head back as his mouth gently brushed against my ear, my hair and he gently kissed the top of my head.

I was enjoying this moment when I opened my eyes and realized I could see the cottage next to Van's. I started to look away when I saw two naked bodies on the deck of their place. I was fascinated, the sight of two naked people made me keep my eyes riveted on what they were doing.

It was a man and a woman, naked as can be, she was giggling and he was pretending to chase her. He grabbed her and gently helped her into the chaise lounge. His head nuzzled her neck, her chest, stopping on the way down to suckle each of her large breasts.

I'd watched this kind of stuff on TV before, but this was the first time I'd seen it for real. I realized Van's eyes were fixed on them too. I could feel the item between Van's legs, rise, poking the crack of my butt. I felt his breath coming harder and faster against the back of my neck too. He was rock hard watching this real life porn show going on in front of us. Neither one of us could have looked away if we'd wanted to.

The woman has a beautiful silhouette in the shadow of their cottage lights. Small waist, large breasts and tiny waist. Perfectly proportioned to her frame.

The man, was somewhat muscular, he seemed to look a bit older than the lady and even in the shadows, something about him was vaguely familiar. But I couldn't figure out why. We could see, when he stood to the side to grasp her hand, his penis stood out, he looked very large in that area too. We watched his penis rise and fall, but always maintaining its hardness.

He moved to the front of the woman on the lounge chair and suddenly he got down on his knees in front of her. We watched as his hands gently separated her legs and he buried his face between them. We could hear the lady's moans, low at first, but then get louder and she sounded like the sound welled up from deep in her throat. We saw her body rise and fall and then she let out a small scream of delight and the man stood up again.

We figured the show was over when, to our surprise, the woman coaxed the man to stand in front of her. Her head was now locked between his legs and we could hear faint sucking noises. The man placed his hands on each side of her head and his head went back as if he was looking at the sky. He too moaned and then his body shuddered and he let out a loud moan of delight too.

When the man turned around I knew why he seemed familiar. I could hardly believe my eyes. It can't be, but yes it is. I realize I know this guy. The woman joined him at the patio railing and even she was an all too familiar face.

I was totally shocked at who I was watching. I thought, for a moment my mind was playing tricks on me. OMG...........it can't be, but it is.

Alyssa

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Van went inside and turned out all the lights but a couple dim ones. Also I could hear soft, romantic music coming from the stereo on the patio. Nice. He came outside, two beach towels in his hand.

We held hands and walked to the shoreline. I felt a mixture of sand and small stones beneath my feet. We stripped our clothes of and laid them on top of the towels. To keep the sand out, Van said.

I gasped when I saw his mostly naked body in the dim light. He was even more beautiful then I had imagined.

We entered the water, splashing around for a while and then he embraced me from behind. I leaned my head back as his mouth gently brushed against my ear, my hair and he gently kissed the top of my head.

I was enjoying this moment when I opened my eyes and realized I could see the cottage next to Van's. I started to look away when I saw two naked bodies on the deck of their place. I was fascinated, the sight of two naked people made me keep my eyes riveted on what they were doing.

It was a man and a woman, naked as can be, she was giggling and he was pretending to chase her. He grabbed her and gently helped her into the chaise lounge.  

When the man turned around I knew why he seemed familiar. I could hardly believe my eyes. It can't be, but yes it is. I realize I know this guy. The woman joined him at the patio railing and even she was an all too familiar face.

I was totally shocked at who I was watching. I thought, for a moment my mind was playing tricks on me. OMG...........it can't be, but it is.