My name is Rose and I give the best blowjobs. Don't believe me? Just ask any male that has had the pleasure of experiencing my services. The answer will, undoubtedly, be the same: Rose at Gemini Palace. Number one in sales for the last two years and employee of the month for just as long, there hasn't been a single male able to withstand more than five minutes of my technique. Human, troll, elf, or gnome, my record is spotless.
That is, my record was spotless until just over a week ago.
He paid at the front as every other customer did, entering my booth and inserting his penis through the hole in the wall. I remember putting my book down and thinking how... average it had looked. It was average in just about every way imaginable: average girth, average length, even average skin color. I had seen hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of differently sized and shaped penises in my time working at Gemini Palace, but this was the first time one's sheer averageness had caught my attention.
I got to work, going through my usual routine as I did my best to make him cum. But no matter how much I tugged that day, no matter how much I sucked, he refused to release his seed. Fondling his balls had no effect nor did deepthroating his cock, techniques I normally reserved for only the most difficult of customers. And so, after a few fruitless minutes, he thanked me for my service, cleaned himself up, and left, leaving not just with his money back, but a deep apology from our dear receptionist and a voucher for another visit should he decide to frequent our store once again.
More than anything else though, he left with my pride. My record, no longer spotless. I was shattered.
Since then, he had come several more times and each time, he did not cum. I switched up my strategy. Perhaps I hadn't gone fast enough for his tastes? Perhaps his tip was more sensitive? I tried every permutation to no avail, going so far as to spend many sleepless nights planning my next course of attack for when he would inevitably return and torment me.
I was at my wit's end and had exhausted just about all my options. But today, today would be different. Today, I was determined to make him cum, no matter the cost.
***
I arrived for my shift at half past six. Though early in the morning, we did on occasion have a high profile customer stop by for a quick round or two before seeing to their daily affairs. As a result, we had a small number of staff on standby should such a customer arrive, namely myself, our aforementioned receptionist, a single guard, and our manager, Silas. Four people in total.
For my plan to even have a chance though, I needed to get that number down to one.
Silas was the easiest of the bunch to get rid of, owing to the fact that he stepped out of his own accord at exactly seven o'clock each day. From my observations throughout the week, it took him exactly twenty-two minutes to stroll on down to the bakery, pick out an assortment of pastries for the girls to snack on throughout the day, and then walk back again. Twenty-nine minutes if the baker started to brag about how cute his newborn daughter was.
As for our guard and receptionist, it would be impossible to get rid of them entirely. However, keeping them distracted was well within the realm of possibility and was the primary reason why I had spent the past few days encouraging our guard to ask her out.
It's clear as day that you like her, I had teased, why not take the plunge and ask her on a date? A part of me felt bad for using him in this way. Afterall, she was way out of his league. But I needed to prevent them from wandering around as much as possible and this was the best strategy I could come up with. And who knew, maybe she would say yes. Certainly not me, I wasn't in the business of love.
I pretended to tidy my booth, making small talk with Silas as I waited for his routine departure. Julia will be taking next month off to visit her family in the countryside. There seems to be rumors of a new tax system in development. By the way, did you hear about the peace talks between the Hero and the Demon Queen?
I answered with curt yeses and noes, occasionally throwing in a laugh when it felt appropriate. While I generally enjoyed conversing with Silas, I was currently at peak concentration and had no desire to break it with pointless drivel.
"Rose. Rose."
I blinked, "Yes?"
"Are you okay?"
