My name's Cassidy and I work in a whorehouse. I'm the maid, or so the ladies like to call me. I do whatever they want or need, and that's not much. The only thing I can't do is what they do - service the men. They say I have to wait till I'm older; but hell, I know everything there is to know about making men happy, cause I've been watching.
This old house that we all live and work in is full of secret dusty passages and tiny peepholes, and I know them all. When you don't have much to do you find things to do, and besides, I like to watch.
My favorite girl in the whole house is Rosie. I like watching her when she's with a man, and she likes it that I watch. I think it turns her on, but she won't say.
She has the peephole with the best angle too, looking straight at the foot of her bed, where all the action is. A sheer, lacy pink scarf hangs from a picture above the hole so I know I'm safe.
Now then, this one time Rosie gave me the secret signal when Deputy Rob came calling. I sensed from her mood that this was going to be different, so I sneaked away as quick as I could.
I got to my spy hole just after Deputy Rob had hung his holster on the bedpost and his pants lay puddled at his feet. Rosie stood in her black satin lingerie, her pretty little hands on her hips, looking at the biggest hard-on in the county. I know cause I've seen them all.
His pecker had to be the longest and thickest and he knew it cause it sure made him arrogant and full of himself.
"There you go Rosie," he was saying, "the big pecker you like so well. Now come and suck it, woman."
"And what makes you think you can order me around, Deputy?" asked Rosie as she eyed his long, strong legs that lead up to the dark and swollen cock.
"Cause I paid a pretty penny for you woman, and I aim to get my money's worth." he replied with determination in his voice. "Now do as I say, and get down on your knees."
"Well," Rosie said with a huff, "just this once then."
"That's my Rosie!" Rob smiled as she place her full red lips around the gleaming purple head of his cock.
I watched the two of them. Rosie in her working gear; stockings, garter belt, corset and bra, all in black except for the red garters, and Rob in just a red plaid shirt. All I could hear was him breathing in a harsh, raspy way. Rosie made slurping sounds as her mouth worked the large head and shaft around the soft insides of her mouth and down the back of her throat, which still left a lot of cock for her hand to hold on to.
Deputy Rob was staring down past Rosie's mouth at her bountiful tits. Rosie's long black hair rested on her smooth white skin, setting off Rosie's ample cleavage; and Rob loved cleavage. That's just one of the reasons why Rosie was so popular.
Rosie really liked it if a client wanted to come between those two ripe melons of pleasure. Rosie confided in me one time that the sperm was good for a girls skin. Kept it white and youthful looking she believed.
I wasn't one to argue with her. I'm just a virgin, so what do I know.
Anyway, Rosie was now giving great head to Deputy Rob's cock.
