Coworkers curiousity

"Look at Nikki..She's so pretty, yet, no man.." said Jennel, a full-bodied server to Missy, a thin, blonde, hot girl of the floor. Bar staff and floor girls were separate entities at the large pub.

"I know, right? Wish I had that body and ass..Ever see guys drool over her?" replied Missy, herself drool-worthy, yet lacking a hint of self-confidence. "All I know is, she makes good tips at the bar, better than we do" Jennel added. "Those nails don't pay for themselves".

Nikki led another, average looking male in his 40s to the trailer, collected her 100 for a fuck and few nude pics (she openly admitted loving nude and porn modeling), and returned behind the bar. Within the hour, our Nikki was again in need, and, as two gruff looking biker guys paid in cash, and reminded her of her biker father, she was in full **** to feed her need to be used.

In a lower tone, and rare, verbal proposition, the beautiful blonde with the hard good looks leaned into one of the biker guys and made her offer "If you guys have, let's say, 150..You can both fuck me with those huge biker cocks I know you have..150 gets you me" she promoted. The biker guys looked at each other with a grin, and counter-offered. "Buck 25", or, 125. Nikki's vag was in need, and her mind flying with being fucked by both father figures, so, Buck 25 it was.

As she directed the bikers towards the trailer, however, a cook on his break was smoking a blunt out there, and called to her. "Hey, Nik..Smoke one with me?" he asked, then seeing the biker guys. The cook wasn't clueless. He knew what was going on. Just not for profit.

"I'm ok, Pea" Nikki quickly replied, entering the trailer with both biker guys. As they took turns just hammering her into the now-used sofa and desk, causing the trailer to rattle, the guys fucked Nikki into near-unconsciousness and widened hole. And they got their money's worth, leaving the 125 on the desk in a neat pile, organized in fact. They were hard fuckers, but not slobs. The cash was also in order of denominations.

"That was gooood" the main biker said. "Let her sleep, we're outta here" he added. The two exited and were off into the night on their Harleys, sexually satisfied as they left Nikki overwhelmed. Between bar tips and her overheated need to be a fuck doll for money, Nikki's totals were nearing $700. Those new boots she was eyeing up, and, return to very long, back-impaling nails she loved to have, was well on track. If she wasn't fucked into paralysis.

Pea was unable to keep his mouth shut about what he'd seen at the construction trailer, and made the mistake of telling the one bartender who not only hated Nikki, but, was a chronic gossiper to staff and regulars alike. Chatting with Kristen, a petite, hot, collagen-lipped and hair extensioned bartender who had her own following and saw herself as queen bee (when, in fact, Nikki was clearly the queen), Pea let his discovery known.

"Nikki just took two huge biker guys into the trailer..Guess it's not unlocked anymore..We can go smoke in there later if you want" Pea told Kristen, who immediately picked up on the real reason.

"She's fucking guys out there, I know it..The slut.. I just need to catch her so they fire her" Kristen replied. "