Between Dave's quickie in the back room and Mike's "Half and Half" I was pretty satisfied physically and in the last couple of days had made enough to cover my fees for the summer at school, and one would think enough penis and semen to quell any fires burning inside. Still even though I had spent the last 24 hours introducing every orifice on my body to the pleasures intercourse could provide, and even though my butt had been twice invaded, once rudely and thoroughly by Tim and earlier in the evening furiously by Dave, I had a weird craving to experience more back there. Still I had made enough as I said to cover school and a few pieces of necessary wardrobe but after that I was broke, and that was the second most annoying thing in my life right now. The first was showering to wash Mike's sperm from my face, hair and chest and having to get made up and fixed up again before going back to the bar. Nobody told me about how to open condom wrappers with lube on your hands or how to wash semen off, there were things about whoring they just don't put in the brochures. I figured that my next client, if I had another one tonight would be my first real profit, and of course I had a nine a.m. fuck/interview scheduled with the coach that should net me a thousand for a quick bang on a desktop.
After getting cleaned up and making myself presentable, I went light on make up and just pulled my hair back, with fresh matching underthings, I went back out to the bar, this time only about a half hour since Mike left. Okay, more like 45 minutes. Whatever, it takes a while to shower away sex stuff and smell fresh. Dave was waiting for me as I came in.
Dave signaled me into the back with a grin that could make a cat disappear.
"Hey, got another job for you tomorrow night if you want it."
"What's that?" I asked with less enthusiasm than he had seen before. Oh, I was still happy to work and make some cash, but honestly, I was a bit tired, and even though a little sore, anxious to visit Dave's bedroom when we locked up.
"Hmmm, what's it pay?"
"A thousand for the night, I get two hundred of that, so eight hundred."
"Wow, he must have some bucks."
"He's a doctor, so yeah."
"So that would be for the night? I guess he has a room?"
"Not yet but he will, and it won't be here. He's a regular who comes into town every couple weeks. Since we are closed tomorrow every other girl I have will be working the party. I don't want to say no to him though, he brings a lot of cash and likes to tip for extras.
I thought to myself for a moment. Eight hundred more, experience a new penis, and get some extra money for going beyond the regular call of duty. I felt between all the gross stuff I had done since yesterday afternoon the extras couldn't be that bad. This afternoon licking my fingers after them being in Dave's butthole, or his penis after it had been in mine were both sickening thoughts and I got through that okay.
"Okay, sounds fun!" I smiled. "But I'm not working the party?"
"Oh hell no! See Natalie, most of our local business comes from the club. Once they see a new girl at the bar they will be in every night for the next couple of weeks, and along with our travelers, we, thats me and you, will make bank. But if you go to the party they will see you naked and screwing and, well, the luster is gone. So no. Not until they have gotten you at premium pricing do they get you whole sale. Understand?"
"I guess so. Anything else tonight you think?" I asked as it was not incredibly late. His words kind of brought me down. If I was so cheap to be selling my ass at a hotel bar, how much lower is "Wholesale" I wondered.
"No, you can kick off if you want. The regulars aren't coming in this late the night before the party, and travelers would already be here."
"Great!" I replied, "Why don't we lock up and go to your room, I believe you were going to train me some more after work?"
"Ugh! You're insatiable! No, between your room earlier and the storage room an hour ago I think I'm spent for the night. I have to have some strength for tomorrow too." He smiled.
"But you promised!" I whined jokingly.
"Yeah but I didn't know I was going to fuck your pussy, ass and mouth before then when I did. You take a lot out of a guy."
"Alright, I'll let it slide. Thanks for earlier, it was fun, and, uh,.. memorable." I smiled and he leaned in to kiss me.
"We're going to have a lot of good times Natalie, I promise you that. You're fantastic."
I gathered my things and left. Just as I got to my car Tim called.
"Hey, what's up?" I answered.
"Not much, I was just thinkin' 'bout you and stuff, wanted to make sure we were okay, you know after last night."
"Uh, didn't I make it clear we were? I mean, last night, and this morning?" I giggled.
"Well yeah, but, you know, we, I mean, I, talked kinda rough and"
I realized where this was going. Was I his slutty whore friend or had I reverted to nice girl. Also, he had given my number to his coach, and was probably worried that if I wasn't serious that would piss me off.
"Hey, Coach Booker called, I have an appointment with him in the morning." I said matter of factly.
"Oh, okay, thats good, so, you're still down with..."
"Yes, I said I would help recruit, as long as the price is right. Are you at home?"
"Uh yeah, why?"
"Well its still early, I thought we could finish that movie and maybe you could teach me some more, you know, to help me get ready for my interview."
"Uh, okay, but... uh, who are you and what have you done with Natalie?" He laughed.
I made it to married student housing in record time. Even though I have been fucked twice, and done anal once in the twelve hours or so since I last saw him, I needed his long, thick cock to finish my day off right. I day dreamed about him fucking me and using my ass, this time more gently all the way there. Plus I was anxious to show him what I had learned today.
Tim met me at the door with an ice cold cranberry and vodka. "I think you said this was your favorite" He said grinning like a lonely guy about to get laid by his dream girl for the third time in a day.
"I did!" I smiled as I sipped the refreshing cocktail and he led me in. He sat on the futon where he had savaged my rear the night before, but this time there was no book bag. In fact, the whole apartment had been cleaned and straightened. "Some one has been busy today!" I said so he would know that I both noticed and approved.