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Only seven dollars and thirty eight cents left in my account until payday on Friday.

“Amber!” I hear Brenda, my step mom, yelling for me from where she is in the living room, “We need to talk. Get down here now.”

Brayden starts to cry and I run over to his crib to hold him. Why the hell would she yell with a baby in the house? I hold him close and try to rock him back to sleep. “Oh, baby, I’m so sorry. It’s all right,” I coo at him. Babies have the best smell. Breathing in his baby scent always calms me. I look down at him and my heart breaks a little.

“Amber!” Brenda yells yet again but thankfully Brayden has fallen back to sleep. I gently but quickly lay him down and run downstairs.

“Brenda, Brayden is sleeping,” I say in a loud whisper.

“This is my house and I should be able to speak however I want in my own home,” Brenda’s dull brown eyes stare at me with contempt. “Your father and I need to have a talk with you.”

My dad is sitting on his recliner. He throws me a look that seems almost guilty. I think I know where this conversation is going to go. I should be grateful that they took me in for this long. It’s better than being at a shelter I suppose.

Though I appreciate them taking me in It’s tiring to hear how I’ve fucked up multiple times and even more hearing “we told you so” in regards to Jared.

I’m eighteen and I don’t have a pot to piss in. Jared became my world at fourteen but when he realized fatherhood wasn’t for him, he bailed.

“Amber, you know we love you,” Dad’s trying to soften the blow. I know he loves me but apparently not as much as he loves Brenda and Brenda certainly doesn’t love me.

“Can we get to the point,” my tone is tense.

“You have a lot of attitude for someone who is li-” my dad puts his hand on Brenda’s and they exchange a look. Brenda sighs, “Amber, I know you’ve reached a low point, the lowest of the low probably,” gee thanks, “that’s why we are ok helping you for some time but you are an adult now and you need to start taking care of yourself and your child. You have a job and a month should be enough time to save up for your own place.”

I knew this was coming but I can’t help but feel a lump form in the back of my throat. Don’t cry. Yes I have a job but it’s only part time. I try to pick up as many shifts as I can but I’ve only been working there for three months. I try not to sound like I’m internally freaking out, “I understand. Brayden and I will be out of your hair by the end of the month.” I move abruptly to go upstairs.

“Amber,” my dad says with some remorse.

“I have to get ready for work,” It’s taking so much restraint to hold back what I really feel.

****

I know to most people it’s nothing but when I was hired as a Front Desk Team Member for the Xavier Hotel I felt a sense of pride. I can’t remember the last time I was proud of myself. The Xavier Hotel is a posh hotel. People with money and class stay there. George, the general manager, thought I had an amiable demeanor and he could see that I was a people person.

My first job was at a movie theater but when Jared saw a guy flirt with me while buying his popcorn he went ballistic. He said I had to quit since I wouldn’t need to work because he would take care of me. I told him he was being ridiculous. He later called me crying and said he was ready to end it because I didn’t “believe in him.” Of course I had Starzbet to quit.

“Welcome to the Xavier Hotel,” I say cheerfully and I’m pleased to see it’s one of our regulars. “How are you doing tonight, Rob?” It’s actually Mr. Dempsey but he lets the staff address him by his first name. He’s such a friendly and nice man.

He comes in, remembers everyone’s name, doesn’t usually complain and if he does he doesn’t act like an asshole about it. He genuinely seems appreciative if you help solve a problem for him. The man is a good tipper too. Quite simply he’s the perfect guest. Rob always has a suite and I always wonder what he actually does.

For an older guy in his late forties, he’s really handsome. His dark brown hair has gray at his temples. He definitely has what would be called a strong jaw.

“Hi, Amber,” he gives a gentle smile. “How’s Brayden doing?”

“Oh he’s wonderful,” talking about Brayden always puts me in a good mood. Rob and I continue with idle chat until I finish checking him in and I wish him a good stay.

It’s Monday and it’s busiest between four and seven with all the business people checking in. By eight o’clock it’s dead. We can relax and countdown to when our shifts end. My extension rings and I pick up, “front desk. Amber speaking.”

“Hi, Amber, it’s Rob.” He sounds like his usual good natured self, “I have an issue. Would you mind coming up to my room?”

I’m taken aback a bit, “Should I have George-“

“No,” Rob says too abruptly but then softens his tone, “It’s not that serious. I have faith you are able to…address my issue.”

This feels weird. “Oh, ok. I’ll be up in a few minutes.” I look over to where Jeremiah and Ciara are talking and call out to them, “Hey, I’m gonna step away for a little bit.”

Jeremiah says, “sure take your time.” We technically only get one thirty minute lunch but, when it’s dead, we cover for each other if we want to walk away for a bit.

I feel butterflies in my stomach. This doesn’t feel right. I’m sure it’s nothing. Rob is the model of a perfect guest so I’m sure this isn’t weird. So why does it feel weird?

I’m scared to knock on his door once I finally reach his room at the end of the corridor. I finally work up the nerve to knock on the door after telling myself I can do this.

Rob opens the door looking relaxed in a blue t-shirt and gray sweatpants. Fuck. I can’t help where my eyes go. Him greeting me in those pants is probably the equivalent of a woman answering the door wearing sexy lingerie.

“Come on in, Amber,” he steps aside to let me in and he’s smirking. This probably is all innocent and I’m here being a creep sexualizing him. “Thanks for coming up. Have a seat,” I walk over to the desk in the room and pull out the chair.

He sits on the bed facing me. We stare at each other. Talk about awkward. “Amber, it must be hard being a single mother.”

“Yeah, it can be,” I sound confused because I am confused. What the hell does this have to do with his “issue?”

“You’re a pretty girl,” though I feel uncomfortable. I can’t help but feel flattered. I must be blushing. “Beautiful actually. Are you breastfeeding?”

“What?” I’m glad I’m sitting down because I feel a little light headed.

“When my wife was breastfeeding our children, and we made love, I loved sucking on her tits. Drinking her milk. It’s probably the most erotic yet Starzbet Giriş comforting act I’ve ever done in my life,” he pauses to gauge my response but I’m frozen in shock. “I’ll give you two hundred dollars if I can fuck you and suck on those big tits you’re hiding under that uniform. If you’re a good fuck, I’m willing to refer you to other men. Men who will pay good money to stick their dick in something that isn’t some cheap crack whore and can hold a somewhat intelligent conversation.”

I should walk out with my dignity. I think of Brayden and how we’re being evicted in the next month. There’s no way I’ll have the money for an apartment in a month. As much as Brenda wants me out, she bitches about watching Brayden for me so I can pick up extra shifts. Maybe they will let me stay but then it’ll be one more thing to add to my list of fuckups.

Rob’s expression changes to the usual friendly demeanor I’m used to, “Amber, it’s ok if you say no. I have a hundred dollar bill you can have for a little discretion.”

I want to tell him to go fuck himself but I really could use that money. I never fucked anyone but Jared. What if I’m not a good fuck? Shit. What’s wrong with me? This is insane and I shouldn’t care if some perv thinks I’m a good lay or not. I shouldn’t but two hundred dollars will really help me out even if he decides his friends won’t like me.

Will it be that bad though? It’s only sex and this is easy money. All emotion washes away from my entire being. With no expression on my face I stand up and start unbuttoning the maroon vest I wear. Rob gives me a lustful grin, “Good girl. I knew you were smart.”

“I’m still on the clock,” I say in just above a whisper.

“Then you should probably start undressing faster.” Rob is taking off his shirt and I can’t help but hold my breath at the sight of his muscled and tan physique. At least he’s not an ugly perv.

I move faster to unbutton my vest and then the long sleeve shirt I have underneath. By now Rob is completely naked, sitting on the bed and slowly rubbing his impressive erection.

I finish taking off my skirt and remove my panty hose along with my underwear.

My triple D breasts feel heavy when I free them from my bra. Before I was pregnant I was a D cup but they grew fast as soon as my belly did.

Rob motions me to come closer and the lust filled look he throws me is lighting a bit of a spark within me.

I stand in between his legs not wanting to be the one to make the first move. My breath hitches when he puts his hands on my waist. He slides his right hand up my torso to my right breast and squeezes it hard.

He then starts using his fingers to milk my nipples and a squirt of my milk comes out. He looks pleased. He then puts his other hand to my other breast, rubbing his hands all over both my breasts. He uses his thumbs to rub at my hard nipples.

I can feel myself getting wetter even though I keep telling myself this is disgusting. I moan when he squeezes and pulls on both my nipples to squirt more milk out of them. He then alternates which breast he milks. His mouth moves closer to catch the liquid in his mouth. My breasts produces a lot of milk and I end up having to pump a lot since I make more than what Brayden would need

“Lie down, Mommy,” he says as he grabs me close to him and flips me so that I’m on my back and he’s on top of me. We move Starzbet Güncel Giriş up the bed so that my head is on the pillow. He’s laying beside me on his side now. He cups my right breast from underneath and starts sucking hard. When his other hand slides down to my pussy I wish there was a way to hide how much he’s aroused me.

Rob unlatches from my breast and chuckles, “you’re so fucking wet. You’re enjoying this, slut.” I can’t answer. I’m too embarrassed, not that he was asking a question. He was simply stating a fact.

He resumes his feeding by reaching over to my left breast. I like how he’s rubbing my clit while sucking me dry. I marvel at how this feels, different from when I’m feeding my son. I gasp when Rob plunges two fingers in me. It’s a little rough but maybe that’s why I enjoy it.

It feels good what his fingers are doing to me and I move my hips up wanting them to go even deeper. I haven’t been fucked since I was pregnant and left Jared before I was cleared for sex. Once I started showing Jared wanted nothing to do with me.

“Suck on my tits. I am a slut,” I surprise myself with my words. I guess I was in need of a good screwing. He pulls his fingers out and smacks my pussy, which makes me yelp, before shoving three fingers back in. He’s curling them so they hit that sweet spot that will put me over the edge.

I’m about to come when he unlatches from me, pulls his fingers out, and moves to pull me on top of him.

“Ride my dick,” Rob growls at me. I sit up and line his dick up to my slit. I slowly move down on him, relishing the feel of his cock. His dick is thicker than Jared’s and I love how his girth is stretching me.

I’ve completely impaled myself on him. Playing with my breasts, I don’t move my hips at first. I rub and pinch my nipples to squirt my milk at him. I seem to have him in some sort of sex trance and it makes me feel sexy. He sits up to latch onto my left breast. We both start moving our hips faster and faster.

Rob keeps alternating between my breasts as we gyrate into each other. I’m reaching my climax, I tilt my head back letting this high wash over me. As I’m coming back down I feel Rob’s release filling me up.

Shit. Of course now that I have a huge load of spunk in me, I think about condoms.

Rob is panting, he pulls me in for a passionate kiss. It occurs to me we hadn’t kissed yet. Damn. He’s a good kisser.

I break our kiss because this feels too intimate, “I have to get back. It’s cool to walk away for a bit but I’m pushing it now. I’ll take a quick shower-“

“No,” Rob says coldly and smacks my ass. “I want you to feel me in you while you work. I’ll throw in another hundred.”

I can’t say no to that. This is the easiest money ever. “Ok,” I say that like I’m not internally squealing inside. I move to get dressed.

“What’s your shift tomorrow?”

“I’m off.” I hope we can move this along faster. I really have to get back.

“Good,” Rob gets up to move to the safe in the room. I can’t help but admire that firm ass of his. I should be ashamed of myself being attracted to some asshole who made me into a whore. He also made me come hard.

He takes hundred dollar bills out and hands them to me. I feel a little nervous because I’ve never had this much money in my hands before.

“There’s three hundred for tonight and tomorrow you could make up to five hundred. Get your pussy a Brazilian. Wear something sexy and be here at eight. Write your number on the notepad on the table,” Rob cups a breast in his hand. He takes one last suck before turning around to go into the bathroom. Getting dressed quickly, I wonder what I will have to do tomorrow night.

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