You took money?! (req)

[JonScores]

When I was in grad school, I had the cost of out-of-state tuition. We hardly had enough money for food and gas. My wife had a clerical job, and we had an old car that frequently busted down. My wife was often late to work because the old car would not start. After a number of these instances, the boss told her that he might have to let her go if she continued to be late for her shift. She begged him not to fire her. He asked how she planned to improve getting to work on time. She had no answer, because we could not afford auto repair on top of our other expenses. The boss told her that if she couldn't come up with a way of keeping that old car running, he would just have to find another person. My wife asked if she might get a raise to cover our expenses. He said, "How can I give you a raise when I'm about to fire you?" She started crying. He said, "There, there." And then he gave her a hug. She hugged him back. Soon his hands had moved into her blouse and under her bra. Then he said, "Well, we might be able to work something out for you." She had not pushed him away for fear of being fired. He motioned for her to come over and sit on his lap and talk about ways to get her a raise. She did as he motioned for her. Then he lifted her up and had her straddle his lap with her legs spread out on the outside of his. He worked his way into her underwear and started massaging her pussy. Again, she was afraid to stop him for fear of being fired. Then he said, "How about we have lunch today -- just the two of us?" She didn't know what he had in mind, but she agreed to go. He picked her up for lunch and took her to McDonald's. He seemed to be in a hurry to down the burgers he bought. Then he took her to a cheap motel that rented rooms by the hour. He stripped her down and asked if she was willing to meet him like this every week on Thursday for a get-together. She shook her head that she would. After she was nude and he preceded to screw her. On the way back to work, he handed her $50. The next Thursday, he asked her to give him a blow job before he screwed her. She initially declined. But then he said that she had better have a better job somewhere else, because he had to have a little more from her. Eventually, he dictated how she was to dress for him at work. He wanted her to go commando, not wear a bra, and leave her buttons undone far enough down he could readily see her tits. Everyone at the office thought she was just a sl*t, and the guys attempted to hit on her. Most people thought she was screwing the boss to get raises, although there was never a true raise. The extra money was solely paid out of the boss' pocket. I don't think he wanted her to get a raise, because it might end the deal he had with her. She never told me for years where the extra money came from. She acted like she actually got a work raise. That was many years ago. Eventually, she came clean and told me the story. I wondered why she was dressing sexy at the office, but I just thought that she enjoyed the attention. I do believe after a while, she did enjoy the attention and still does. But she didn't like whoring herself out to that guy. We have moved long away from that area, but I went back to confront him when I found out what he had done. However, once there, I found out he had moved away and had died several years after his move. My wife did tell me that that period of her life did make her wonder if she should spend more time on her back to make some real money. She said that she had eventually gotten used to doing it for money. I asked if she had done anyone else for money. She admitted that there were several other times when she wanted something and was paid $100 for screwing guys. I asked her if it bothered her, and she said not really. There was no emotion attached to it. She said she actually enjoyed screwing the two guys for $100 each. She said they were good screws, and she got multiple climaxes. I asked if she were likely to do it again in the future. She said not without my approval. I told her that if she other guys, I would have to have something on my end of the bargain. She has agreed to that.

[GRITS]

Mrs. Grits here,,

Back in my college days, (21yo), I was a BUD GIRL. ...One weekend I was working a trade convention in Memphis with other BUD GIRLS, and they put us up in the convention hotel...

Well, we were working our booth, and being a BUD Girl attracts all the guys as expected. It was a Bar/tavern tradeshow so all the owners and corporate types were there promoting their chain, or looking to buy what was needed for their places... The booth next to us was for a national chain of bars and one of the guys and me got friendly while working... So during the lunch break, we went to his room upstairs for cocktails...lol.... When we got to the room, there were 2 of his working buddies there working on their computer stuff. I'd seen them at their booth earlier, they were all in their late 20's... So we were surprised to find them, which made things awkward... So I sat down and we all talked and had a drink. They were all complimentary about how sexy the BUD GIRLS looked... I moved over to my friend I met and sat in his lap to impress his friends since he invited me... One guy asked, " what do you girls wear under your BUD dresses?".. I told them underwear and spread my legs for a quick tease flash.... They wanted to know if I'd introduce them to the other 2 Bud Girls I was working with. I told them one of them is married and the other is practically engaged.. so it would be a waste of time... BUT I'm single I told them.. well one thing led to another, and they all would love to be with a BUD GIRL --fantasy bucket list... So we all ended up having a sexual lunch..lol.... BUT they all agreed that they wanted me to keep my BUD dress on as part of the fantasy.. originally it was supposed to be a little lap dance teasing,,, but ended up they all took turns fucking me... I had to keep my uniform dress in good shape, so I got on top of each of them fucking cowgirl, and 2 of them came in my pussy (no one had condoms available), and I sucked the 3rd clean... everyone was happy and laughing... But I couldn't find my panties?? we all looked around to no avail??.. I know one of the stole them.. but I had to go back to work w/ 2 cum loads in me.... I went into the bathroom to clean up some. Then we all left to go back to our work... just one of those work quickies, but I was surprised that I actually did all 3 of them!! ...a weak moment for me at that time in my life.

Went back to work, and had trouble w/ the cum running down my thigh, and glad our booth was near the bathroom, as I had to make several trips .... anyway I ended up going out to dinner that night w/ the origional guy who invited me to his room, and he got rid of his friends so we could have the room to ourselves for the evening for our private fun...

So how does this all fit into this thread, about MONEY ??.... that evening while getting ready for dinner in my room, I found a $100 bill stuffed in the bottom of my purse??? WOW.. I didn't know what to do?? Insult or ok fun??... I kept it and said nothing to anyone.. I figure it would help pay for the panties they stole?? So it was given to me w/ asking or wanting it... I was just having some lunchtime fun. This is the only time ever anyone tried to give me money... I liked the feeling, BUT wouldn't ever really have sex for money...just a blip -on- the- screen- fantasy,, I didn't ask for

[lafemmeemily]

art school is crazy expensive even with a scholarship, and i had already been one of the school's figure models for about a year. i thought i could branch out and make more money, so i drove one day to a town about 45 minutes away and stopped into a full nude strip club and sought out the manager. i told him i wanted to be one of his dancers. he seemed a little skeptical that this young girl with no experience wanted to dance in his club. i asked, do you have an office? i could audition for you. i have no representation, and i wouldn't dance at other clubs. i just need 1 or 2 nights a week! so he let me. he sat at his desk while i started swaying to the music that leaked in through the walls and loosening my street clothes. i soon was standing on his desk with him looking up and i lifted the front of my skirt to show i was going commando. by the end of the song i was naked with my bum on his desk and my knees d****d over his shoulders.

i passed the audition.

i started on a thursday night, less busy and lucrative than friday or saturday. first song, my top came off and my shorts dropped to the stage. second song, i slid my panties down over my hips and let them fall to my feet. it was like a sudden electric shock! what an amazing feeling!

i was good at stripping. it was fun. i soon got calls from house mama to come and work on friday or saturday nights. i was good at getting tips from the guys. there were no lap dances there back then, maybe i could've made even more. but i soon could afford to move into an off campus apartment. my girlfriends back at the art school were fascinated by my stories of undressing and dancing nude for a bunch of strange guys, and one night they showed up to see me! they had a fun time and said they could see why i enjoyed the work.

a guy one night passed me a note, i didn't read it right away but later in the dressing room i opened it. he asked if i would be interested in escorting and wrote his phone number. for some reason i didn't throw it away but held onto it for a couple months while i pondered what that could be like. getting paid to have sex? that's like getting paid to have dessert, right? one of the other dancers, whom i'd grown to confide in, told me that of anyone she knew, i might be the one to like it the most. so i called the guy. he remembered me. i came to his office, he told me what it involved, sex was totally up to me, but i needed some nice evening dresses. the prospect of money and adventure loomed large for me.

i lasted about a month, just 3 dates. the first 2 were with the same guy, and he requested me after the first one, which made me feel good. i did sleep with him both times. the 3rd date was unnerving, and i felt vulnerable being naked in the guy's hotel room when i thought he might throw me out into the hall. i defused the situation but called in the next day to quit. getting paid to eat dessert is ok but it's just better to be able to choose your own dessert.

emily