Extra Sauce on the Side

I hated this job. It wasn't worth it most nights. People have been cheap lately with the economy, but in my area there just weren't any jobs. Some nights it was worth it. I got some drunk guys in a hotel room a few cases of beer and they tipped me like fifty bucks. When there were events in town it could be good. People on business usually tipped well which helped pay my tuition. The bitch was the elevator wait times.

I looked at the edge of the slip and found the door and gave it a knock. This was one of those times it paid off. A cute blue-eyed blonde opened the door with only a hotel towel wrapped around her.

"Come on in, I'll grab my wallet."

She had long tanned legs and her ass wiggled nicely as she walked towards the desk. She started swearing and tossing things out of her purse.

"Fuck!"

"Problem?"

"My wallet. I think I left it at the bar last night."

Great, another order I was going to have to eat.

"What's your name?"

"Jeremy."

She walked towards me and dropped the towel. She was hot, and didn't have a single tan line on her lean body.

"I'm really hungry. Is there something I can give you in trade?"

I've had naked chicks answer the door before. It is the Internet age after all. I'd say a good three out of four are girls I wouldn't have wanted to see naked in the first place, but that wasn't the case here.

"Um, I have a bunch of orders to deliver."

"Let's make it quick then." She dropped to her knees in front of me and unzipped my jeans. She had my cock out in seconds and was stroking it quickly. It didn't take more than a few strokes to go from where it was at the towel drop to now and she opened her mouth and swallowed me in a single thrust. She was working magic with her tongue while she sucked me hard.

"Feels good huh?" She responded to my moans.

I wasn't going to last and Janice in room 314 was going for broke.

"In or out?" She asked before she swallowed my cock and began bobbing. I wasn't sure what she was asking.

"In?" I gasped.

She moaned and I felt the vibrations through my cock. Her hand rubbed my balls as I hit the wall.

"I'm gonna cum!" I gasped. I shot load after load and Janice buried me to the back of her throat and swallowed every drop. I thought I was going to collapse, but I was leaning against the wall and it kept me upright. She licked every drop off my cock and tilted her head back and opened her mouth showing me my load. She slurped it down.

"When I order extra sauce, you know exactly what I mean." She scooted over and grabbed her towel off the floor and came back and cleaned me up before packing my junk back into my jeans.

"Are we good?" She asked, the baby blues looking up at me.

I just nodded and handed her the box and bag. I could cover a chicken calzone and a Caesar salad for the price of the hottest blow job I've ever had. She stood and took the box and bag with a big smile on her face.

"I've heard good things about the food here." She lifted the box. "As soon as I find my wallet I'll be ordering again. What days do you work?"

"Right through Saturday." I said while catching my breath.

"I'll have to remember to order a little later so you're not so pressed for time." She gave me a wink and turned to set the items on the table. She came back and laid her hand on the door handle.

"Give me a kiss Jeremy. After all I just gave you one." She grinned.

I didn't hesitate and leaned in for a kiss, she leaned in and pressed herself against me as our mouths met. I tasted myself on her lips but I didn't mind. Her hand lifted mine and rested on her chest and I gave her breast a firm grope, plucking at the nipple.

"Next time I order, I'll ask for you. You'd better come hungry, I know I will be.

I was emboldened to check and slipped my fingers between her legs, the skin was hot and damp and I found my mark slipping my middle finger into her. Janice let out a soft moan as I rubbed up and down a few times before bringing it to my lips.

"I can't fucking wait." I said sucking it clean.

She grinned and opened the door to let me out. She didn't even hide behind it so if anyone walked by they would see her. I couldn't take my eyes off her as I walked down the hall, eventually she closed the door with a laugh.

I got back to the car, all my stress was gone. I took a swig of my soda and hauled ass to my next delivery.

"Fuck!" Bobby swore. He was cleaning up for the end of night and had a slip in hand. "Always just before closing! What is with people? Don't they know eating this stuff at this hour will give you indigestion?"

He started slamming things around getting the order ready while I folded boxes for the next days orders.

"Jeremy, this one asked for you specifically to deliver. Anything we need to know?"

I felt a lump in my throat and jumped up to see the slip. "Janice" with the same hotel address, room 314 was printed across the bottom.

"At least it's an easy one, a chicken Caesar wrap and a large mozzarella sticks."

I glanced at the order note. "Jeremy, bring extra sauce."

"Ryan. I want to close out this ticket now. That way I don't have to come back to do it." He looked at me funny since I never did that. I paid him the tab and he gave me the receipt that it was paid in full.

"What's going on?

"Nothing. Why?"

"Clean clothes every day, you look like you actually showered today, and the attempt to cultivate a five o'clock shadow. I'd say you're hound dogging some girl."

"Nah. Bitches be crazy, you know that." I replied.

Ryan squinted at me. "Uh huh. What's this Janice look like? Did you get a knock, knock, naked call?"

"Not exactly."

"Dude, don't hold out on us or I swear I'll spit in this wrap!" Bobby called.

"Don't! Okay? She pulled the lost wallet routine."

"What did she trade?" Ryan asked, his voice dropping.

"Let's just say, she has no tan lines and she's not a spitter."

Ryan's eyes went wide. "You... What did she look like?"

"About this tall, five six I guess? Really cute, blonde hair, but it was wet out of the shower so it looked dark, blue eyes. I'd guess late twenties, maybe even thirty."

"Dude, the important parts!"

"Magnificent body, nice full natural tits, trim waist, incredible ass. Shaved." I said grinning.

"Oh man. Get some for me if you can." Ryan just closed his eyes and did his best to picture Janice.

Bobby put her order together and tossed in a few extra sauces, a bag of chips and one of the brownies he'd made earlier in the day to sell at the counter.

Ryan handed me the rest of a pack of spearmint gum. "Go forth, and accept the gratuity we all deserve. I'd tell you to think of us while you're at it, but that just makes it weird."

I'd found a parking space rather than just dump the car at the curb on the off chance I was going to be here a little longer this time. I knocked on the door and waited. The the chain and bolt were removed and the door opened. The only light was from one of the bedside lamps and the TV.

Janice was standing there in heels and a business suit of sorts, the skirt seemed kind of short but still was what I would normally call boring gray pinstripe but she made it looks sexy as fuck.

"Hi Jeremy. Come on in." A slow smile crept across her lips. "I just got here myself. I ordered when I left the convention center." She closed the door sliding the chain in place. I must have had a surprised look on my face. "Relax, single woman in hotel room alone vibe. Be glad I don't have a prop bar for the door handle, I'd use that too."

"It's cool, I understand." I walked over and set her order on the little table. There was a pile of brochures and specification sheets for a pretty big computer hardware company. I noticed a couple boxes of stuff under the table as well. "Is that who you work for?"

"Yup. Peddling the latest and greatest at the convention center. Hoping to get some serious orders in."

"That's the type of video card I have in my computer. They're awesome."

Janice smiled and slid off her jacket and hung it up.

"Which model?"

I rolled the model off the top of my head. "The 6 gigabyte with the 192 bit bus."

"You know your gear. Better than a lot of the meatheads that come to place orders and salivate over me while I try to keep their attention on the product."

She reached up and undid the messy bun her hair was in and shook it out, and began unbuttoning her cuffs and then blouse and I felt my mouth go dry as she stood there watching me watch her.

"What games do you like to play?" Her lingerie was a sexy light purple color underneath.

"MMO's and RPG's mostly." I swallowed.

She went and dropped the blouse in her open suitcase.

"Would you be a doll and put the sandwich in the fridge for me? I think we'll grab a shower first. I dug the sandwich and the dressing cup out of the fridge and heard a the slow drop of a zipper. I looked over and saw both of her hands behind her back the skirt went slack. She stepped out of it showing the rest of the lingerie and I was at a crossroads as to whether or not she looked better in it or out of it.

"Do you want these mozzarella sticks now before they get cold?"

"Sure, pop them open." She walked past me and I could smell her perfume and felt my heart skip. She reached into a tote bag and pulled out a bottle of wine before stepping back to her bag for a little Swiss Army style corkscrew. "Never leave home without it." She laughed and began opening the bottle. I took a moment to really look at her while she was preoccupied. She still wore her heels, and her legs were long, almost athletic, her ass was this little bubble held nicely in see thru purple lace. She had a beautiful figure in profile, her breasts held up high by the bra. Her hair cascaded down back a short way, her lips were full, her brow furrowed as she worked the corkscrew. A satisfying pop came from the released cork.

"Would you like some? Unfortunately all I have is plastic cups but they work."

"Sure."

"Those smell delicious. All I've had since lunch is a couple bags of chips."

"Dig in."

"Did you bring extra sauce?" She grinned as she came over to me with two plastic cups.

"I did."

"Give one a dunk and give it here."

I did and she leaned forward opening her mouth and bit it in half. She moaned as she chewed and lifted her chin at the other half in my hand. I assumed she meant for me to join her. I dunked again and popped the other half in my mouth. She handed me the cup and took a long sip off the other one.

"I know they make my ass look like dessert but they have to go. I hope I'm not letting you down there." She stepped out of her heels and stretched her toes with a little groan.

"This isn't my first tonight so don't take it personally if after you fuck me like you paid for it, I pass out."

"Only thing I paid for was dinner." I held up another cheese stick for her to take a bite.

"Oh shit, yeah." She turned and set her wine on the dresser and dug into her purse.

"Found your wallet?"

She just turned and gave me a droll look as she pulled some cash out. She sashayed back over to me. "I never lost it."

"So the other night," I swallowed the other half of the cheese stick I'd been chewing, "you were bullshitting me?"

"You're cute. You work a shitty service job, like I used to. I was horny." She shrugged. "If you hadn't been in such a hurry then." She just grinned. "But I like your dedication to a job well done, that's why I waited until the last minute to order tonight."

She leaned in and gave a little lick to the side of my mouth where I must have dribbled marinara but she didn't retreat. I leaned in and kissed her. Her tongue slid across my lip before slipping between them. The heat blossomed in my chest as our mouths parted.

"I figured that a few bucks cash wasn't enough of a tip." Her voice was husky and I felt her fingers slid into the pocket of my jeans. "You seemed very willing to trade your virtue for my dinner." She added with a laugh.

"I'm not that virtuous." I whispered kissing her again.

"Good, because if you were I was going to do things to you that would sully your reputation. I'm still going to do them, but now I don't have to worry about your reputation." She laughed and stepped back. "Okay one more, then shower, then off my damn feet which are killing me. Feed me Jeremy." She slumped her shoulders, with her mouth wide open and her eyes closed.

I laughed and fed her another cheese stick, this time insisting she eat the whole thing as she laughed and backed away trying to swallow the first bite.

She looked at me and ran her hands around her back and undid the hook on her bra and slipped it off, then stepped out of the panties and tossed them both on her blouse.

"Your turn. I need someone to wash my back, and hopefully make sure I don't pass out and drown."

I started pulling off my clothes and laying them over the back of one of the chairs at the small table. When I got to my briefs I suddenly felt self conscious, then realized she'd already seen my cock and swallowed my load so I pushed them off. I wasn't scrawny, but you could catch sight of a rib if I turned just right. Other than that I was pretty fit.

"Nice. C'mon." She wiggled her hand at me and took mine dragging me towards the bathroom. She got the water running. "One of the nice things is this place doesn't run out of hot water. The other night when you came," she turned and winked at me before continuing, "I'd stood under it for nearly half an hour and let it wash the convention stank off."

"Is it that bad?" She took a wipe from a box on the counter and wiped off her makeup quickly before turning to step into the spray. She moaned and turned around and pulled me in as well. The shower was roomy but she pulled me towards her under the big rainfall shower head. She sighed.

"It can be. The press of people, the fake smiling all day while enthusiasts," she made air quotes, "and actual buyers crowd around looking for the latest and greatest. This doesn't help." She waved her hand from her head down her figure. "I swear half of them just want to talk to a pretty girl."

I laughed. "Like the song."

Janice screwed up her face in confusion.

"There was a song, back in the 80's I think, that had those words for lyrics."

She tilted her head back and let the water wash over her and sighed again. I decided it was time to get this going so I took her soap and started lathering up and washing her off. I began working my way down her shoulders and arms and hesitated. She took my hand and brought it up and she began rubbed into her breast.

"The dirty parts need cleaning before they get dirty again."

She dropped her hands and let me wash her head to toe. A grin spread across her face when I hesitated at the top of her legs. She opened them a little wider inviting me to make sure she was completely clean down there.

"My turn?" She took the cloth from me and lathered it up with more soap and began on me. "We'll wash the pizza grease stank off you. It's funny how every job seems to come with it's own bouquet of smells." She went silent as she scrubbed me down. She squatted down in front of me and poked my bobbing erection.

"He's got a mind of his own."

"I like the way he thinks." She washed it off and once the suds were rinsed off she gave it a kiss on the tip. Once finished she stood and just let the hot water run over her head again.

"Why me?"

She screwed up her face and looked at me. "Why not you?"

"I mean, you're a hot young professional career woman. You could have picked up a handsome guy in a suit to um, have a good time with this week." I started to tread carefully lest I end up the hallway with my clothes balled up in a wad under my arm.

She let out a belly laugh at that.

"Jeremy, I clean up good, I buy the clothes, I talk the talk when I have to, but I'm just an average girl who lucked out finding a great job. I'm not a suit, I only pretend to be one for work. I got into college on a track and field scholarship, got my degree in business and started farming myself out for job offers while slinging burgers and watered down margaritas in a chain restaurant myself. I'm not someone 'above your station' by any measure." Her eyes flew open at that and they bored into mine. "Remember that. No matter how nice the suit is, how nice the car is, how pompous they are, they are no better than you. I'm in sales, and I have no doubt that this face, and this body, were my in. Men can be lecherous assholes, but they know what other men want, and I'm the bait."

"So this wasn't your intended line of work I take it?"

She shrugged. "I was seduced by the travel and the pay. I just didn't stop to think it would entail as many back water cesspools as it does. Though the trip to Taiwan was cool. New Jersey on the other hand." She made a face and waggled her hand back and forth. I laughed. "In Vegas, I swear every other guy I spoke with handed me a business card with his cell and room number assuming I was a call girl."

"Holy shit."

"Yeah, I don't mix my pleasure with business. A lot of those guys would love to have had this, but I heard about a girl in Europe that got her ass in hot water, eventually got canned for a fallout with a big customer. I'd rather keep my liaisons out of my workplace." She smiled and leaned in to kiss me, her arms wrapping around my neck. We both leaned into it, my erection sliding against her stomach as she swayed against me giving it a little rub with her body.

"Let's get out of here before we start to dissolve."

I helped her dry off which made her laugh. She combed out her hair and grabbed the blow dryer while I dried myself off.

"Sorry, but if I go to bed with it wet it's holy terror to tame in the morning. The only reason I want it mussed tomorrow is because your hands were in it while you tried to lick my tonsils or I had your cock down my throat."

She must have seen my expression in the mirror.

"What?"

"Nothing, it's just, you're really open about, you know."

She grinned again and stopped the dryer. "Sorry, I'm pretty plain spoken about what I like and what I want. Sex is fun for me, not shameful. I enjoy giving people pleasure, and I really love when they pleasure me. An orgasm is literally the perfect gift."

She got her hair mostly dry, and by the time we emerged from the bathroom it was nearly midnight. She had one last cheese stick and finished her cup of wine, and poured another. She held the bottle aloft towards me and topped mine off too. She walked over and turned off the muted TV and pulled down the covers on the bed. She moved her wine to the nightstand and climbed into bed.

I stood at the foot of the bed feeling like an idiot.

"Well get over here." She laughed. "You seemed pretty interested in a little dessert the other day." She leaned over and kissed me once I was laying next to her. She gave my cock a few caresses but never actually took hold of it.

"I was very interested."

"Well dessert is right in front of you. Enjoy."

I kissed her then moved down to her neck. She exhaled sharply when I took her nipple in my mouth and worked it with my tongue and moved to the other. My hand slid down her stomach and I felt her legs part. Despite my drying her off really well she seemed to still be a little wet there and I ran my fingers through the dampness and rubbed her lips. She sighed and I felt her body relax, her hips squirmed under my hand as I ran my lips down her stomach. She was trying to get me to do more. She swung her leg around to my other side and opened her legs wide.

I kissed my way up the inside her thigh and she squirmed.

"Impatient little thing aren't you?" I said as I started up the other thigh.

"I like foreplay as much as the next girl, but sometimes, a girl has needs." She let out a quick yelp and drew her thighs together as I took her clit between my lips and sucked on it, giving it lavish attention. Her fingers laced through my half dried hair and she moaned. I kept at it for a few minutes and felt like she was getting close so I backed off and she whimpered trying to drag my mouth back to where it was. I licked my way down her lips enjoying the taste as much as I had the other day. She jerked on my hair and I got the hint. I worked my way back to her clit and sucked on it as I slid two fingers to her. Her back arched as I began running them back and forth and lashing her clit with the tip of my tongue. It didn't take long for her to clamp down on my head and arch her back crying out.