Embarrassed That I Did That!
When I turned 18 I took a job at an auto shop as a cashier. As you can imagine, there are mostly men who work there and being young and, if I do say so myself, pretty hot, I got hit on all the time. My father died when I was young and we didn’t have much money growing up. I made a little more than minimum wage, but not much and I shared an apartment with a friend. Between rent, gas, food, and clothes, I didn’t have much left each week, but I managed to get by. I lived in Houston Texas and there is a large Hispanic population there and they seemed to be particularly attracted to me. At the time I had long brown hair, b cup breasts, a decent ass, but my best feature I think was my legs…though some aid my smile.
One Friday after work a group of us got together to go for drinks at a small bar that one of our customers owned. As I said before, mostly men, or boys, worked there so I was 1 of about 4 females there, 3 of them were in their 40s or 50s so I was easily the most popular. Guys kept buying me drinks, I had to give some of them away, so I eventually refused the drinks. Several were hitting on me. I had a boyfriend, not serious but still a boyfriend, so I told them no thank you. After realizing they weren’t going to get anywhere most of them gave up and started playing pool. This allowed me to sit to the side and sip my drink and actually read a book.
After about an hour sitting alone, a Hispanic man walked over and sat down. His name was Jorge, he was probably in his early 60s, though maybe a bit older. He asked if I minded if he joined me, though he’d already sat down, so I smiled and told him ok. We talked a bit, it turned out he worked as a salesman at the same dealership where I work. I told him about work and my boyfriend. He said he’d seen me at work though I didn’t remember him. He was divorced, 3 grown kids, and just looking for some friends. He was pleasant to talk to, but far from attractive. He was about 5’9” tall, a rather large belly, and his hair was falling out unable to be hidden by the sad comb over. Ke bought me a few drinks and kept the conversation flowing, never once hitting on me. Several of the guys from work came over to make sure I was ok, a few seemed upset that I said I was. I noticed most the guys from work had begun to leave, it was about 9:00 now.
He asked me if I had plans for college, I explained I hoped to go when I could afford it but could barely pay my bills on a cashier’s job. As we continued to talk we discussed how touch it was making ends meet and how I needed to find a job where I could earn more money. He listened to me for a bit, then he said “I’d like to ask you a question, but I’m worried about offending you.” Curious, I told him to ask me. He said “I know you are struggling financially, and I’d like to help. But, I’ve always felt nothing in life is free. So, I have a proposition for you.”
As soon as he said “proposition” I had a feeling what was coming. I didn’t say anything at first, I just looked at him and thought how my opinion of him had just gone down. Finally, I said “So, what’s your proposition?” He looked at me for a minute and then said “I’ve been divorced for 4 years and have only been with 1 person in that time. I’d never dream of ‘hooking up’ with a young woman like you. But, if you would consider it, I am willing to give you $1500 to come and spend 1 night at my house. Yes, I do mean for sex, but I also want you to spend the entire night. I’ll pay you cash and no one will ever know.
I was shocked to say the least. I expected the cash offer, but I was expecting $100 or something. $1500 would make things so much easier for a few months and I was surprised to find I was considering it! I asked him when he wanted this to happen and he said “Tonight if possible.” I asked for another drink and then I agreed. He drove me to his house and made us drinks when we went inside. After a few of them, I asked to take a shower. He showered in another bathroom and was waiting in the bedroom when I came out. I wrapped a towel around me and joined him. I lay on the bed beside him and closed my eyes while he kissed me and fondled me. He asked me to give him a blow job, so I moved between his legs and took his small cock in my mouth and sucked him until he was hard, then rolled onto my back.
He then moved down and started going down on me giving me a quick orgasm! The next thing I knew, he put on a condom and climbed on top of me, fucking me and sucking on my breasts. He too came quickly and then rolled over and soon fell asleep. The next morning he gave me $1500 cash and drove me to my car. He would stop by my desk occasionally and even asked me if I wanted to get together again. We did about 3 more times after that, each time he paid me a little more and we did a little more. I am embarrassed and ashamed I did this, but I have been honest with my husband and he has no problem with my past.
