Friends: Deleted Scenes - Payin' the Bills
Chandler had taken a non-paid internship at an advertising agency. He and Monica were paying their bills one day, and realized just how broke they were. Monica wanted to borrow some money from her folks, but Chandler was insistent that as "Bings" they wouldn't borrow money from anyone. He resolved to figure out how to get them through the crunch.
Monica admired him for this, but as she thought about it later, she realized that there was simply no way they could come up with the extra cash. So she decided to see if Joey would lend her some money to pay their bills that month. Shortly after Chandler left, Monica heard Rachel leave as well. She went across the hall, hoping she could talk with Joey privately.
"Hey Joey!" she said as she entered his apartment.
He spun around in his recliner. "Hey!"
Monica closed the door and walked over to kneel down beside him. "Listen... I need to know that what I'm about to ask you... will never get back to Chandler."
Joey frowned for a moment, then gave her an accepting look, thinking that he knew her meaning.
"I'd be lying if I said I haven't thought about it myself... But... Chandler is my best friend... It would be wrong. Good..." He winked at her. "But wrong."
Monica paused, frustrated and amazed at Joey's ability to make any situation sexual.
"Ok first of all..." she said bluntly, "it would be great. But that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. I need to borrow some money."
"Awww... I don't know, Monica..." he said, getting up and walking to the counter. "You know... um... lending friends money is always a mistake."
"But Chandler lent you money!" she asserted.
Joey affirmed this. "And I think he would tell you it was a mistake."
"Come on," she implored, "I just need it for some rent and... and some other bills."
"Oh... how much?" he said, reconsidering.
"Two thousand dollars?" she replied, tentatively.
"Two thousand dollars!? What do you think I am? A soap opera star!?"
"Yeah..."
"That's right I am!" he said, proudly. "But still... I can't loan you the money. Oh... but I could..." He got a sly smile on his face. "I could let you EARN... the $2000."
Monica crossed her arms and looked at him suspiciously. "How?"
"Well, you just said that it would be great... And I think it would be pretty damn great!"
Monica filled in the gaps in his offer.
"Joey," she protested, "I'm not going to have sex with you for money, like some... like some cheap hooker."
Joey chuckled. "Trust me, Mon. Two thousand dollars? No cheap hooker costs $2000. Hell, for that money, you'd be right up there with the best of 'em."
She paused, liking the idea of being the best, but then decided to counter-offer, suggesting seductively, "How about if I just let you cop a feel?"
Monica wore a snug, long-sleeved, sand-colored top. The outline of her bra was visible, just barely, underneath the semi-opaque fabric. A generous amount of her tanned chest was framed by a low and wide ruffled neckline. Her long, dark hair came halfway to her breasts.
Joey's eyes wandered from her face, down her torso. He reached across the counter and gently held the large bauble that hung from a short black cord necklace. He caressed her soft skin with the back of his fingers. His hand went lower and he cupped her left breast, enjoying how it fit in his hand. But then he withdrew.
"Nope. It's gotta be more than that for $2000."
Her slight smile melted away at his words. "Joey, would you stop talking about the money?!"
"Okay, sorry. But I don't see what the big deal is. This will be just between you and me. Just a little..." he fumbled for the word, "...transaction... between two consenting adults."
Monica gave him a sideways look, sizing up the situation. Joey gradually got more insistent, in his slightly doltish way.
"Oh, come on, Monica. Don't be such a baby. Just get on your knees and suck me off!"
Monica thought about how good it would be, with her and Joey. She thought about having his cock in her mouth... Then taking it inside her... Filling her... Thrusting into her... And well... if they made sure Chandler never found out...
"Damn it, Joey," she gave in, "Lock the door."
By the time Joey had locked it and turned around, Monica was already kneeling by the end of the counter. She was sitting back on her heels, with an uncertain, yet determined look on her face.
She spoke, trying to strengthen her resolve. "All right... full-boat sex... $2000."
"Yeah, baby," he agreed as he stepped toward her, taking out his limp cock.
He straddled Monica as she knelt, his member dangling in front of her face. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth. Slowly, she brought her lips around Joey's head. Monica gently sucked, noticing his cock swelling in size.
She took it in her hand, and deeply swallowed it, pushing her lips to his pelvis, and feeling it lengthen to the back of her throat. She dragged her lips the full length of the semi-hard dick, then pushed them back down, as far as she could go along his shaft, as it grew longer and harder in her mouth.
"Yeaahhhhh, Mon," Joey groaned. "Damn! What did Chandler ever do to deserve you? You give incredible head!"
She pulled her mouth off his dick and stroked it to full hardness.
"Well, uh... thank you. I, um, I've done it a lot... for, for a lot of guys," she admitted, not entirely trying to hide her pride.
"Hell, you might just be the best I've ever had. Now, how about you give ol' Joey a little more of your special lovin'?"
Monica looked at him, skeptically, as she continued the handjob. Her smirk showed that her bull-shit detector was reading 100%. But, she wanted to make sure that this, indeed, would be the best blowjob Joey had ever had.
She raised up on her knees, as she licked him from balls to tip. Her mouth went over the top and once again engulfed his head. She ran her fingers through her hair, and hooked it over her ear, as she started bobbing back and forth on Joey's cock.
He moaned, deeply, "Oh Mon!"
