Bill stood up and pulled his pants down as the clock got closer to 7 PM. He knew Room 15 would arrive soon to pay her rent and a day of watching porn had him ready for some free, reluctant pussy. For two years now he had worked a scam on the single women who moved into his gritty motel. The women could pay him with blow jobs and pussy once their money ran out or they found themselves unemployed. Most of them took him up on the deal despite his being 350 pounds, ugly, and dirty. It was a better deal than being homeless. The ones with the kids were the best since they were willing to do anything to stay off the streets, which made Bill a hit with the boys at the bar when he took one to share.
He lumbered over to the window of his apartment and watched Room 15 walk out the door and start across the parking lot towards his upstairs room. He noticed the horny Mexicans he had hired to keep the grounds clean were conveniently hanging around the stairway she would have to climb to his apartment. There were three of them and he paid them with one free room, for all three of course, a little money and leftover snatch when he was done with it.
Room 15 was wearing exactly what Bill had told her to wear, a mans medium t-shirt that was desperately stretched by her swaying, fat titties and a pair of 5 inch high heels. And nothing else. Her pussy was shaved to a nice, little landing strip and he her fat ass jiggled and shook as she walked across the hot parking lot. It was a typical blazing hot, southern summer. The humidity wasn't in the air, it was the air. He knew the sun was beating down on her wide, white ass and she was already sweating from the short distance she had walked.
Room 15 was about 45 but she still looked good despite being overweight. She had an hour glass figured, framed on top by huge tits that had nice pink, natural nipples that he loved to suck and supported by a fat ass that was practically a book shelf when she wore her heels. She had thick, long blond hair with green eyes that always looked up at him like as she would kneel and suck his cock.
Most men wouldn't have paid her much attention unless she had on make up, and she had it on today. Bill always made his women wear makeup. Bill wasn't concerned about looks so much, it was the looks of despair and surrender as they gave in that got him hard.
Age didn't even matter, he once had a 60 year old woman who had been a local yoga instructor move in after her husband had left her for somebody younger. She had a great body with store bought tits, but her face was weathered and she was scared to death after a life of organic vegetables, massages, and spas. Watching her take her clothes off and feeling her hands wrap around his huge cellulite ass as her moist mouth encircled his cock was a great memory. She had been room 12. When she started hinting at a relationship he took her down to the local bar and let his friends pass her around. He knew she was just trying to get free rent and special treatment as a "girlfriend", she hadn't been the first to try that trick. After the second trip to the bar, she disappeared, hastily taking her things with her. The boys had got a little out of hand that night...
He felt the same way about Room 15. She was chubby but she could suck a cock and took it up her ass like a $20 whore. She mounted the stairs very aware of the Mexicans staring at her. They knew all about the arrangement and she paid them as little attention as she could despite her nudity. She got in front of Bill's door and knocked.
He didn't immediately answer. She knocked again and he opened the door and she walked in. He was never afraid of having an outsider see this because people had stopped coming this far off the freeway after all the new hotels had been built. The only ones who were out here were real hard on their luck cases, and that was how he got them. Room 15 let her eyes adjust to the room after the bright outside light. She looked at Bill and saw his cock was hard.
Bill let his hands roam across her ass and then into her pussy. She had already put some lube inside of her cunt and ass. She knew he wouldn't bother with getting her wet, she was there to serve him, ready or not. Bill's fat, hairy fingers slid inside of her and he started finger fucking her and pinching her clit. Room 15 could smell the whiskey on his breath and knew from the hardness of his six inch cock he had taken some sex pills. This wasn't her first time with him and she knew it was going to be a rough visit. But it was a few afternoons a week for a month of free rent.
