Disclaimer: All characters in this fictional story are 18 years or older, and all names are ficticious.
Eighteen year old Debbie Ross walked into Jake's corner grocery store to pick up a few things for her mother. The stunning beauty was fresh out of high school and ready to take on the world. And Jake was well aware of the sexy blonde girl, as she often would stop in and chat with him. For years he had watched her grow into a fine woman, and although married, he often felt his cock harden whenever he saw her. And her tits, they were overly large for her age. He would daydream about sucking on them, after she would visit lately.
The young lady walked up to the meat counter and said, "Hi Mr. Collins. How are you today?"
"I'm fine Debbie. Always good to see you. How is your mother?"
"Oh, she's really great. She told me to say hi for her. I need a pound of sliced ham please," she told him.
He walked back to the grinder, and began to slice some ham for her. He was glad that the meat counter was high, otherwise she'd catch a glimpse of his own meat. Jake was in his mid-fifties, and he sure wasn't getting much at home. His wife Julie had been busy going to bingo and shopping, while sex was an after-thought to her. All though he loved her, a man needed sex. So what was the harm if he had lusty thoughts about this young vixen and dreaming about her sucking his cock.
"So tell me Debbie, did you find a job yet? I know you must want to go to the mall with some spending money. Every young lady loves that," he said.
"I really haven't thought about it Mr. Collins. I don't know what I'd really be good at."
He handed her the wrapped meat and said, "Have you ever thought about being a hostess? You could get some spending money that way. Anything else for your mom?"
"Mom wants some potato salad. I never really thought about a job yet. But the money would sure come in handy. I have no idea what a hostess does," she said.
He scooped out some potato salad into a container, and told her, "Well, my older friends have get-togethers weekly at each of our homes. It's an all guy thing where our wives and girlfriends go out for the night, allowing us to to meet to talk and play pool and poker. It's just a bunch of longtime buddies having a night out each week. We could always use a hostess. It pays $100 a night, plus we tip well. It would just be a few hours once a week."
Debbie's eyes opened wide when she heard the $100 and tips. She thought to herself that there were a lot of things she could buy for a $100. But she wasn't sure. She really liked Mr. Collins and thought he was handsome for his mature age, but being around men that age would be a first for her. She wasn't naive to know that mature men were always ogling her when she pretended to not notice. She was well aware of the guys her age, and she knew they were always trying to get into her pants. But older men, well they were lecherous, but never impolite like the crude guys she went to school with or dated.
"I don't know Mr. Collins, what would I have to do?"
He handed her the container of potato salad and said, "You would serve the guys drinks and food. Plus, you would be eye candy for guys who really don't get to see young, pretty things like you. Just dress sexy, and you would be surprised how easily you can earn some money. Is there anything else your mom wants?"
"Mom wants some bread and potato chips. Your offer sounds like fun. And I could really use the money. Would there be all guys there? I'm just curious," she said.
Jake walked with her to get the groceries her mom wanted and told her, "Yeah Debbie. There are four of us. They all are about my age. Would that be a problem?"
"I guess not Mr. Collins. Sounds like lots of fun. What do you think I should wear?
"He led her to the counter to pay for the groceries. He did his best to hide his rigid hardon. He couldn't believe that this hot woman could possibly be their entertainment tonight. And knowing his buddies, she could be their plaything if everything worked in their favor. As he rung up her groceries, he adjusted his cock behind the counter, which was getting increasingly uncomfortable.
He told her, "The party is tonight at my house. The sexier you look and the less you wear, the more money you could earn. All these men are businessmen with financial wealth. What they don't have is a pretty lady around to make them feel younger. Are you interested?"
Debbie was excited. She definitely wasn't a virgin, and the thought of turning these mature men on made her panties wet. But the idea that four mature men like Mr. Collins lusting after her all at once, was thrilling to her. She always fantasized about being an exhibitionist, and this could make her fantasies come true.
"You have yourself a hostess, Mr. Collins. Where is your place?"
Grinning from ear to ear, Jake wrote down his address and handed it to her, along with her groceries.
"I don't know if your mother would approve, so I think it would be best if this stays between us. My buddies and I will definitely not say a word to anybody. The groceries are on me, and here is $50 to go buy something very sexy. Come over about 8 o'clock. And please call me Jake. This will be pleasure, not business, Debbie," he laughingly told her.
"I'll see you tonight, Mr. Col....errrr Jake. I promise I won't tell my mother. Thanks for the money, and I better get to the mall as soon as I can," she said.
And then she was gone. As an elderly lady customer walked into the store, he gazed at the young woman's sexy ass and hoped to kiss it soon as it faded away.
Standing at her mirror in her bedroom, she looked at herself. She thought to herself, "Damn, I look good enough to eat." She giggled to herself at that thought.
The sexy siren had a hard time deciding what to buy to wear tonight. She finally came across a cheerleader's uniform complete with pom-poms. She picked up a half bra and decided that panties would only get in the way. While she was surprised at Jake's offer for her to be a hostess, all day she was excited thinking about the possiblities of actually teasing these older men and seeing their hard cocks. She had always loved her father, and when he left her mother after having an affair with his secretary, she was heartbroken. So the last few years she hadn't had a father figure in her life, and her friendship with Jake actually filled the void, somewhat.
She smiled to herself as she looked back at the reflection in the mirror. Her aroused nipples were uncovered over the bra, and poked through the blouse invitingly. She had several of her buttons undone, showing off the creamy expanse of her large breasts. She swished her short, plaid skirt and she saw her shaved cunt relecting back at her. She wore knee-high white socks and black buckled sandles, and she could feel her pussy seeping down her inner thighs. She realized that soon, she would not be the only one getting to view this erotic sight.
