Before I started my teen phone sex career, I worked in a BBQ joint. It was so much hard work but I got free food, great tips, and some numbers for some sexy guys. I was working, like, a thousand hours a week and I was always so tired and I didn’t get to go out to parties and stuff. I decided it was time I asked my boss for a raise! The only requirement for the uniform was that we wear non-skid shoes and the uniform shirt. So I put on my tightest, shortest daisy dukes, pulled my hair into adorable pigtails and headed in about half an hour early. I was ready to do anything for an extra 50 cents an hour! I cornered my boss in his office. I told him there was an emergency in the walk-in cooler and I had to show him right away! I ran over there and went in, shutting the door, and stripped down super speed! I laid my work shirt out on the floor so I could have a warm spot to kneel down. It was so chilly! My nipples were so hard and I was covered in goosebumps. I just prayed he was a minute man! He sauntered in, and I leaned against a box, arching my butt right out in the air!
“I work so hard, Miguel” I told him. “I think I deserve a raise”
“Oh do you, now?” he asked, closing in on me.
“Yes, sir” I said, pressing my naked body against his. I work so…” I grabbed his dick, which was getting chubby, as I expected “hard” I used his dick to pull him into me. “I have such long hours, and I’m always sooo tired. And I miss out on all the parties!”
“I’ve got a party right here” He grabbed my pigtails and rubbed his callous thumbs around my cheeks. He pulled me down; undid his belt & his button, and took out his monster cock. I gasped. He was such a nerdy guy, I thought it would have been half this size. He laughed, seeing the combination of horror and excitement on my face.
“You want your raise, eh? You’ve gotta work for it, sweetie.”
I looked up at him as I swirled my head around the tip of his giant fuck-rod. I licked up and down the shaft and finally engulfed the whole thing in my throat. I licked the balls with the head far into my throat.
“You aren’t even gagging!” he marveled “That’s not okay”
He grabbed my handlebars and fucked my face hard. Tears poured down my face as I gagged on his cock. I tasted the salty precum and I prepared myself to swallow. All of a sudden, he stood me up and bent me over a shelf and filled my pussy up with it! He gave me 4 good hard thrusts and hot a huge load deep in my cunt. He picked me up and put me on a box, lapping his spunk creampie out of my pussy and licking me dry. I came so hard on his face that I totally forgot how cold it was in the cooler; and why we were even doing this. When I came, he pulled his pants up. I scrambled to get my clothes on and he led me out of the cooler.
“Well, Trista. You did wonderfully on your performance review”
:”Thank you sir! how about that raise?”
He looked at me and laughed in my face!
“Trista. You’re a server at a BBQ joint. You pull in $100+ a night in tips, you work 25 hours a week, and you complain about everything you already have to do. You’re high if you think I’ll pay you any more”
I stood there staring at him and he awkwardly averted his eyes, looking at his watch.
“You’ve got 5 minutes til your shift is over. I suggest you pop a breath mint.”
