Eighth in a series of stories of women performing oral sex.
All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons is purely coincidental.
***Special thanks to MarriedHeat for helping me edit this story.
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Rosa had been working for 10 straight days, a few of them double shifts. It was hard for the hotel to get new maids during the pandemic, which gave Rosa extra shifts to work. Rosa didn't mind; she needed the money. She had a lot of bills to catch up on, so she liked whatever extra pay she could get.
It wasn't always this way. Before working as a maid, she made a lot of money as a stripper. She started dancing at age 22. She interviewed for a bartender gig at a strip club, but as a young, attractive Dominican with a perfect hourglass figure and big natural breasts, the owner asked her to audition as a dancer. Skeptical at first, she auditioned and found she loved it and took the job.
For the next few years, she danced at the club under the stage name Caliente. She made a lot of money from tips on stage and even more from couch dances. She also got tips for sitting with guys at the bar who enjoyed her company. She was incredibly sexy, very friendly, and her couch dances were amazing, so a lot of men came to see her.
Best of all, she made her money without resorting to prostitution like some of the other dancers. They weren't all prostituting, but she knew a few of them were doing it on the side. She was propositioned many times for a lot of money. One customer offered her $5,000; it was the closest she ever considered doing it.
The problem was, she was always spending the money on new clothes, jewelry, or expensive trips, so she barely had any savings. When the COVID-19 pandemic hit, all non-essential businesses closed, including strip clubs. Her income source was gone.
In the first couple of months, she ran through her remaining savings very quickly. She tried to find a good-paying regular job until the club reopened, but nobody was hiring. She did start using apps to make food deliveries for extra cash, like many people were doing during the pandemic, but it was barely enough to pay her rent or her excessive credit card bills.
After a while, her cousin, Rita, who worked as a maid at a prestigious hotel, offered to help her get a job with her. At the beginning of the pandemic, people were canceling hotel reservations left and right. It got so bad that management had no choice but to start cutting back hours for most employees, especially the maids, since most of the rooms were now empty. Rita had been working for the hotel for years, so her job was safe.
When travel started to pick up slightly and the hotels needed more help, some of the original employees moved on to other jobs, while others still didn't think it was safe to come back just yet. This created several open positions, and Rosa's cousin made sure she got one of them.
Rosa hated the idea of being a Hispanic hotel maid; it was too much of a cliché for her. But she needed the money, so she took it. Originally, she thought it would only be temporary until the club reopened or until she could find something better. But it had now been nearly six months since she began working at the hotel, and she realized she was stuck there.
Rosa cut back on her expenses and sold some clothes and jewelry. She thought about ABBA's song, "Money, Money, Money" and the line, 'All the things I could do if I had a little money. It's a rich man's world.'. She now understood the meaning.
Business had been picking up in recent weeks, so she got some extra shifts, but it still wasn't enough. She noticed other companies were hiring again and sent out new resumes, but it would take some time before she could find a better-paying job. So, for now, she was stuck being a hotel maid until things started to get better.
Recently, the hotel got a bunch of wealthy wedding guests for a few days, which meant bigger tips for Rosa. She didn't expect to make a fortune, but she was hoping to have a little extra to pay her rent. Her landlord had been lenient for everyone during the pandemic when he got some COVID relief from the government, but it wasn't going to last long, and he suggested he could start evicting people soon.
In the first couple of days, they left some very good tips, which made Rosa very happy. But it was starting to get to her, seeing all these rich people spending money while she had to work hard every day for low wages. She didn't blame them for her situation; she knew it was more jealousy than anything else she was feeling.
On the third day, when the wedding guests had left, Rosa and the other maids were each designated a series of rooms to work on. Before the pandemic, the maids just had to make the beds, wipe down some places, and clean up any problematic areas. Now they had to go in wearing masks and gloves, and their cleaning carts were packed with disinfectants, which they had to use thoroughly to clean each room to be ready for the next guests.
In between the first few rooms she had to clean, there were two clogged toilets, vomit on the floor, spilled food, and someone had used hair dye in the bathroom sink, which was all over the counter and floor. By the time she finished those rooms, she felt dirty and exhausted. Those guests did leave her some good tips, but she didn't think it was worth all the work she had to do.
In the next room, Rosa took some time to clean herself up in the bathroom. The maids were allowed to use the bathrooms in the rooms when there were no guests around, so they didn't have to leave their work areas. She also decided to take an extra ten-minute break by sitting on a cushioned chair and watching some TV before she went back to work. She sat there thinking how much she missed having a job where she got paid to be sexy.
She promised herself that when she started making good money again, she would handle her finances better. She would stop overspending and start saving and investing. She knows a few dancers who have invested the money they earned and were doing alright during the pandemic. She realized she was still in her twenties; she could still have some fun but needed to make some smart decisions to be more prepared for her future.
She had to force herself to get back up and get back to work. The room she was in wasn't too bad; she just made the bed and did some mild cleanup in the bathroom. The previous guest left her a $20 tip, which was very nice for the little work she had to do for the room.
While she was disinfecting the room, she went into the closet and found a small black bag that the previous guest left behind. Whenever this happened, she was required to let the front desk know about it so they could hold it for when the guest came back for it.
She was about to call the front desk when she noticed one of the bag's side pockets was open and she could clearly see a wad of cash in it. She took out the money and counted it out to an even $300 and suddenly found herself thinking about taking the money. She knew it was a bad idea, but all she could think about was the rent and bills she had to pay.
She decided to take the money. If someone asked about it, it was hotel policy for the hotel to pay back money up to a certain amount. If she did get questioned about it, she felt she had enough good will with management to get away with it. Despite how much she hated working at the hotel, she always did a good job and never had any complaints against her.
She didn't want to risk having that much money found in her cleaning cart, where she kept her tips, just in case someone reported the money was missing and management had to check her cart. She folded up the money and stuck it down her shirt and into her bra.
"That's a good hiding place," said a male voice from behind her.
Rosa was startled and turned around to find a man standing behind her. He was tall and handsome, in his late 30's, with dark hair and a good build.
"Oh, hello, can I help you?" She said, trying to act cool.
"You can start by giving back the money you stole from the bag I left here," he told her. "And don't pretend you don't know what I am talking about."
Rosa nervously reached into her bra again and pulled out the money and handed it to him, and he took it.
"Please don't tell the manager," she said pleadingly. "I know it was wrong, but I was desperate."
"What? You're about to be evicted?" the guy said sarcastically.
"Actually, yes," she replied.
The guy looked at her and realized she wasn't kidding. "Oh, I was being sarcastic, but you are being serious."
"I'm so sorry. Please don't tell anyone. I can't find another job during this stupid pandemic."
The guy thought for a moment, considering the situation that presented itself to him.
"Ok, don't worry about it. I won't say anything," he assured her. "My name is Simon, by the way."
"Thank you, Simon," she said, feeling relieved.
"Don't ever do this again. Some people aren't as forgiving as me," he warned.
"I promise I won't. And after what I just did, I think I should give you your tip back," she told him.
"No, don't do that," said Simon. "It was just one mistake."
"Thank you very much."
Simon was about to leave with his bag when he stopped and looked back at Rosa. He had an idea, a risky one, but he thought he might as well try it.
"If you want to make some extra cash, perhaps there's something we could work out for you to earn it," he told her.
Rosa recognized that kind of talk and behavior from several people back at the club.
