"No check-in for me, but I could sure use a blowjob."

"No check-in for me," you tell the blonde, "but I could sure use a blowjob."

"Okay, well, we don't offer that type of service here, sir."

"Not even in the check-in area?"

"Um," she looks down and to the side, thinking about it. Inside your chest, your heart jumps at the thought of Polly suckin you off. Your fully exposed, half-hard dick jumps up at the thought as well.

Polly returns her gaze to you and says "unfortunately not, sir." Then, she looks down, right at your boner. Still looking at it, she continues, "we don't offer Blowjobs or oral sex of any kind here." Your brain hurts. It makes you wanna just turn it off, since you don't really use it anyway. You power through the logic of it, though.

"Because they're not allowed?"

"Well, we don't offer them inside the lounge, sir, because they are not allowed."

"Okay, but we're not in the lounge, yet, right? Just the check-in area? Because I am not checked in yet?" She smiles a smile that's bigger than you deserve just for properly reasoning through these details.

"So you do offer blowjobs out here then!"

"No sir, I'm sorry to say we do not." The crazy thing is, she really sounds a little bit sorry. There's none of the earlier snickering and holding back giggles, and none of the "go fuck yourself" that people outside the BJU usually include in the tone of their voice when saying stuff like "I'm sorry to say."

"So you don't offer it, but you also don't forbid it, outside the lounge, in the check-in area."

She is silent this time, and just nods very slowly.

The glass doors open behind you and you hear a woman entering the check-in area from the mall. She's a tall, slender woman, with a tight white shirt with no bra, and soft, oversized pants and slippers. "I know, I know!" she shouts into her mobile. "I'll be at the studio in time for the shoot, but I booked some R&R at the BJ-Free lounge and I..." She stops because you have slapped the phone out of her hand.

You grab the pretty model by her straight blonde hair and push her to her knees. You grab her tank top and yank it up over her head, and her arms flop upward to accommodate the disrobing. She is stunned and dumbfounded but does not resist. Polly, for her part, is pretending to look at a fake plant in the corner.

You keep your eyes on Polly's eyes as you pump the hot blonde's face in front of you, forcing her head down onto your dick with one hand.

"NNN. NNN. NNN." the model chick definitely doesn't want your dick anywhere near her.

You pump harder and say, "Nothing wrong with this, though, Polly?"

"No sir, not that I can see." she smiles a little more than her plastered-on work smile, and then straightens up again and says, "Please do keep it down though, as we wouldn't want any blowjob noises finding their way to the lounge area behind me. Where the guests are." She watches you fuck the girl's face now, intently, as though your bringing her into the conversation makes it acceptable for her to stare. "No blowjobs in there at all. We shouldn't disturb them."

The model **** on your dick obviously wants to be in there right now, free from your blow job, but you still can't figure out Polly. You keep watching Polly watch you fuck her would-be client's head, and after a minute or two of slightly awkward stillness and quiet suction noises, Polly shifts her weight around uncomfortably on the chair.

It's really brief, and you can't see her whole body, but you are pretty sure she just squirmed the way you do when you have a sudden erection. Women don't get erections, but you have learned since arriving in the BJU that they do still get horny in their own way sometimes.

Polly smiles at you and keeps watching your facefucking. When you pull out and cum on the pretty model kneeling in front of you, your eyes are still locked on Polly across the room.