This is the first story I've written, I look forward to some feedback. All of the characters and such are pure fictional and made for the enjoyment of whoever reads this.
‘How could my life go to shit like this?’ Asked Rose to herself. Rose Vachite was a petite woman, small in stature but her bust and rear were the envy of many woman. Her long red hair streamed down to her waist, her green eyes sparkle with curiosity at everything she saw. She wasn’t extremely beautiful but nor was she ugly. Her face was plain and the only outstanding feature from her face was her sparkling green eyes. She was pushing at her late thirties but nobody could tell that, she was thankful that she had kept her youthful look.
She looked toward several overdue bills laid out in front of the table of her dining room, this was the cause of all of her grief and stress. Her husband, Troy Vachite, had gamble away the sizable inheritance her parents had left her. Now Rose own money that she did not have, to people she did not know. Troy had run away with what little money was left, leaving Rose to fend for both herself and their teen daughter.
“Fuck the day I ever laid eyes on that bastard.” Rose said as she poured herself another glass of brandy. Alcohol was the only comfort she had these days, she drank down the glass with a few gulps some of the liquor dripping down her chin as she drank. Rose had no skills, she had lived a life of pamper as a silver spoon was always in her mouth. She had married Troy despite her parents adamant resistance. “Is love, Mother, true love.” She spat out with hatred in her voice as she recalled the fights she had with her mother when she pleaded to Rose not to marry Troy. He had promised her the moon and the stars, that he wasn’t marrying her for the money but for love. Now Rose was penniless and with their daughter to take care of.
Rose snapped out of her trance once she heard Natalie coming down the stairs. “Morning’ Mom.” Natalie said in a sleepy voice. Rose merely answered with a nod, her demeanor toward her daughter had turn sour. Natalie was a constant reminder of Troy and Rose hated that. “Do not be late for school.” Added Rose before she stood up. Natalie looked at her mother and gasped, she had never seen her mother in a work uniform, she knew things were bad but not to that extreme. Rose caught the surprised look on her daughters face, this made her veins burn with even more hatred towards her husband. Rose said nothing as she walked past Natalie, her eyes cast downed. Natalie looked away from her mother, she wasn’t use to seeing her like this. She was always such a radiant person and now it was as if the life had been sucked from her bones.
It took Rose forty minutes of walking to get to the nearest bus station, all of her cars had been taken to cover for the dept she was in. Not that it made a dent on the amount she owned but it did keep the bank from taking the house from the time being. The bus took her into the city where she would take a small shuttle through the busy city.
Through one of her old maids named Maria, Rose was able to get a job as a waitress in a club that Maria’s cousin owned. The club was called The Trinity, it wasn’t a high-class club or anything Rose was used to. Trinity was known for being a hot zone for drugs and prostitution but Rose had no experience or schooling for something better. She walked into the club through the back, she saw some of the other waitress already coming in and out of the bar carrying trays with a variety of liquors. “Andale Rose, get to work.” A thick Mexican female accent said from the bar. Maria stood there holding a bottle in her hand, she was always been an ugly woman to Rose standards. Maria was plumpy and wore too much makeup for her own good.
Rose nodded her head and quickly tied her apron around her wide hips, she spent her time there cleaning or delivering drinks to the many patrons in the club. She had to hold back from slapping the man that would cat call her or attempt to touch her. ‘Just giggle and smile. Just giggle and smile.’ She repeated inside of her head over and over again. Once her shift was over she went into Maria’s office, which was just a janitor closet that they had put a desk inside of. Rose swallowed her pride before walking in, she found Maria counting tips with a few of the waitresses. “Maria.” Rose began. “I really need an advancement in my pay, I’ll work those overtime hours if needed.” Rose cast her eyes down, she didn’t want to see Maria’s smug look on her face. Rose knew she enjoyed the fact that she had begged her for this job. “I don’t know, you already got two advancements on your last paychecks. I don’t think Marcos would let me.” Maria said smugly as she leaned back on her chair, the chair creaking loudly under the weight. “You could go ask Marcos, but you know how he is.” Maria suggested. Rose grimace at the thought of asking Marcos but she needed the money. Rose thanked Maria and made her way upstairs to Marcos’ office.
Rose knocked on the door before a rough voice yelled for her to come in. Rose was convinced Maria’s family was cursed since both her and Marcos were extremely unattractive. Marcos was a short man, standing at 5’2 beating Rose by a mere 3 inches, he had a big pudgy nose that looked like someone had hit him with a pan and his face never recovered from the damage. His eyes was the thing that sent shivers down Rose’s spine, they always looked like they were undressing her. “Ah, Rose what can I do for you?” He asked as he smiled, that creepy smile that showed off the two golden teeth he had which he was proud of and always brought up in conversation or showed off. “Hello Marcos, I wanted to talk to you about possibly getting an advancement in my pay. I really need the money.” Rose said and offered him a forced smile, trying to use her sex appeal to better that chances of her getting her pay.
Marcos eyed Rose up and down, he loved had only agreed to having her in his staff because of how sexy her body was. Her face didn’t interest him as much as the full breast that bounce with each step she took, or the plump rear at her behind. “Rose, Rose, Rose…” He said shaking his head. “I cannot help you there, you already took two advancements. It wouldn’t be fair to the other girls if I just let you have the money whenever you want.” He said with a fake sigh as if he was distraught with not being able to help her. “Please Marcos, I really need the money.” She said almost begging. “There is… something you could do for it and it will earn you a nice bonus.” Marcos said as he stood up and walked past Rose, locking the door behind her. “What is it?” She asked, her stomach turning as she heard the door being lock. “You can get on your knees and suck me off.” Marcos said boldly as he stood behind her. Rose’s heart dropped to her stomach. “What!? Hell no, I’m not sucking your dick for money. I’ll report this!” She said with fake bravado in her voice. “Go on ahead, I’ll denied it and just say you were desperate for money and tried to blackmail me. Everybody in here knows about your little problem.” Marcos countered her perfectly. He stepped in front of her, a smug grin on his pudgy face. Rose stood there with anger pumping through her body, anger from him being right and anger for being in a situation like that. She was faced with a choice, she walked out of there empty handed and she and Natalie would be left without food for god knows how long and possibly homeless or she did as she was told and pleased Marcos.
“I only have to suck you off?” Asked Rose with her eyes cast down. “We’ll see where this leads us.” He said with a wider grin hearing that she was considering his offer. Rose reluctantly sank to her knees, she needed both the money and the job. “Good little slut. You don’t know how much I dreamt of this.” Marcos said as he undid his belt and jeans, he quickly pushed his pants and underwear down. Rose let out a gasp as she saw his bare cock in front of her face, she was surprised that such a short man was so well endowed. She felt intimidated by the sheer length and width of his cock, much bigger that her husband’s. “Surprised eh?” Marcos exclaimed with a proud tone in his voice. “Don’t keep me waiting.” He said stroking his shaft to calm the burning sensation of his loins.
Rose hesitated for a moment, it was too late to turn back now. She took a hold of his shaft, her hand was too small to wrap around his cock, she stroked him slowly trying to stall for as long as she could. Her hopes of stalling were soon dashed when Marcos pushed his hips forward, the hot tip of his cock making contact with her small soft lips. “Quit fucking around and get to it before I lose my patience.” Marcos warned with an angry tone. Rose grimace as she reluctantly open up her small mouth and engulfed the tip of his cock, she almost threw up as her taste buds were washed with salty-sour taste of his cock. Marcos in the other hand let out a groan of pleasure, the feeling of her warm wet mouth around his cock was something he dreamt of having. Rose strain to accommodate his cock inside of her small mouth, she could feel saliva building up inside of her mouth and dribbling from the corners of her mouth adding to her shame as she felt it drip down. She felt dirty, disgusted, and angry. A quick tug of her hair from Marcos brought her back to her nightmare, he was getting antsy from her taking so long. Rose began to softly suck on the tip, running her tongue around the underside of his cock. She guessed she was pleasing him from the groans he was letting out. Her hands worked on his shaft, stroking him at a nice even pace as her mouth worked his tip. Soft slurping noises escaped her mouth and filled the room from her sucking.
Marcos was enjoying himself but soon got tired of the softness and gentleness of Rose’s sucking and stroking. He took a hard grip onto her hair, causing Rose to groan around his cock, and used her hair as a handle as he forced her head up and down along his cock. Rose’s eyes widen as she was forced down on his cock. She whimpered in pain as Marcos forced his cock down her throat, her lips now tightly wrapped around the base of his cock. Marcos pulled Rose’s head back before slamming her back down, saliva drooling from her mouth as Marcos began to force her down over and over again. Her cheeks wet with tears as her mascara ran down her face. The room was filled with the sounds of her gagging and choking as she was used as a toy for his cock. Rose’s eyes rolled back as she began to feel light headed from the lack of air she was getting, a hard slap against her cheek brought her back to consciousness. She looked up with her now full green eyes to see the smiling face of Marcos as he pounded his cock into her drooling mouth. She wanted to crawl in a hole and just disappear. Her jaw was feeling sore and her throat hurt. ‘When is he going to cum?!’ She thought but soon wished she had never asked. Marcos’ thrusting became harder and more desperate as he neared his climax. He pulled his wet cock back until only the tip was inside of her mouth, with a loud groan he began to pump his load inside of her mouth. Rose kneel there, her mouth being filled by the salty cum of her boss. Drool dripping down her chin, as well as mascara down her cheeks. Marcos pulled out of her mouth and shot the final spurts of cum onto her face. Rose just kneel there, taking whatever he was doing to her. Her lifeless green eyes just looking into the void. She let his cum ooze out of her mouth, staining her uniform and dripping onto the floor. “Swallow it bitch!” Marcos ordered. Broken and tired Rose closed her mouth and gulped down whatever cum was in her mouth.
Marcos smiled, he felt victorious over his little conquest. He stuffed his cock back into his pants and walked over to his office desk, he reached into one of the drawers and pulled out an envelope. He tossed it in front of Rose and then fished out a few hundred bills, tossing them over the cum and drool that were on the floor. “Don’t say that I don’t keep my word Rose, I better see you in here again tomorrow.” Marcos said and walked back to his desk.
Rose didn’t say anything, she picked up the enveloped and cum stained money and quickly walked out. She headed into the bathroom and began to clean herself up. She didn’t both with reapplying her makeup and just made her way back toward the shuttle, then the bus. It was during her walk home that she finally broke down, tears streaming down her face as she walked. Once she made it home she walked toward her room and slam the door. She curled into her bed and sobbed herself to sleep….