Food arrives and the fun continues

William Ramos sighed as he pulled into what looked like a rich white guy's driveway. His mom was white, but he had inherited his father's rich caramel skin tone, so most people simply judged him as being another Latino. He expected the same treatment from whomever had ordered food to be delivered on his Waitr app for this address. He parked the car and sent a text the "Client" to come get his food and waited. After a moment, his phone buzzed.

**In back yard. Enter through the garage. You will pass through the laundry room into a living room. From there turn left and you will see the door to the back yard.**

"Fuck. These rich assholes always want more."

William sighed and grabbed the bag of food before climbing out of his car. Doing as instructed, he entered the garage through the open door and found the entrance to the house just past a small car. Once in the living room, he saw that the house was just as big on the inside as it looked on the outside, but he was in no mood to explore. He started to head for the back door, but then he noticed the tv was on. The screen was lit up with a woman laying on a couch with a man dominating her. He was roughly ramming two fingers into her glistening pussy.

"Who does this pussy belong to," growled the man.

"Y-yours Sir!"

"You want me to fuck you slut? To use you as my little fuck toy?"

"Oooh fuuuuuck yes Sir!!!"

"What a slut," William said with a smirk. That was when it dawned on him. That couch.... He glanced to the side and saw the same couch sitting across from the tv.

"This dude recorded himself fucking that hot slut? Damn, man. This is why I need more money."

On the screen, the woman now had her head thrown back and her legs over the man's shoulders. She was screaming in pleasure and William watched in awe as her body shook through a powerful orgasm. With a frustrated sigh, he shook his head and headed for the door. He knew he would lose it if he watched any more. Unfortunately, he wasn't about to escape the show so easily. William found himself in the back yard looking at an in ground pool that stretched most of the yard. A short distance away was a hot tub and a mini bar. Neither the pool or mini bar caught his eye though. Instead, he was fixated on the hot tub. The couple from the tv was there and the man was sitting back, relaxing. In his lap was the woman, her tits bouncing as she gyrated in his lap, riding his cock hard. The man looked over at William as if nothing strange was going on.

"Ah, good timing. Your tip is on the bar and you can leave the food there."

William nodded, not knowing how else to respond as he walked over to the bar and set the bag down. As he did, the woman cried out as she came hard. William whipped his head around to watch. Her body was shuddering and she was still working her hips under the water.

"Ooooh Siiiir, it's so good."

"I know you like it, but I feel I need a rest."

"Noooo! I need more!"

"We've been going for a while now," the man said as he lifted the woman off of him. "I need a drink."

It was then that the man seemed to realize that William was still there. He climbed out of the water, not even bothering to cover himself as he made his way over to the bar. He reached past William and picked up the twenty dollar bill and handed it to him.

"Would you like to earn a little more?"

"What," William asked, having been too busy staring at the pouting lady's tits to really care about the man.

"One hundred bucks. Keep her occupied while I get a drink. My wallets upstairs, so take your time."

"O-oh... Right." William was in shock. Had this man just offered him that much money to fuck his woman for a few minutes? He started to ask the man if he had heard him right, but the guy had turned and headed for the door as if it was all agreed upon. William looked over at the woman in the tub. She had moved to another seat and although he couldn't see through the churning water, he could tell by her face and arm movements that she was fingering herself. Her free hand broke the water's surface and motioned him over.

"Fuck it," William said with a smile as he undressed. He stepped into the hot tub and stood in front of the woman, his cock hard and ready for action. "I can't believe your husband wants me to fuck you, but I sure as hell need it."

The woman wrapped her legs around him and positioned his dick at her entrance before giggling that he wasn't her husband. William stopped for a second. Was she a prostitute? She seemed to read his mind and giggled again.

"He's my boss. We have a special arrangement. He dominates me because my boyfriend can't." With that, she pulled him close and he let his cock sink into her. She was tight and wet, and he didn't think the water was the cause of the heat he felt. This woman was in need of cock and open to fuck anyone if her boss told her to. William suddenly found himself liking rich assholes a little more.

He began thrusting into the woman, pressing her back against the seat of the hot tub and using her for his pleasure. She brought her arms up and wrapped them around his neck, her lips tasting his own. Water splashed as William fucked her harder and faster, loving the feeling of her pussy wrapped around his cock. He had never fucked a woman with a boyfriend before, but he was really getting off on the idea. She wasn't his, but he found himself feeling she belonged more to her boss than her boyfriend. William moaned felt himself getting close to orgasm. He pulled away from her and told her to turn around. The hot little slut did so, bending over the side of the tub and letting her tits rest on the wooden porch. William grabbed her hips and pushed back into her pussy.

He only made it another minute after that. His hips smacked her ass one more time before he came, filling her pussy with his cum. The woman cooed happily and rocked her hips against him as he held her, letting his cock pump it's load. With a satisfied sigh, he pulled away from her. He heard someone clear their throat and looked up to see the man putting the promised money as well as a towel on the bar.

"Thanks for the break. I'll take it from here."

"Yeah, sure. Um... fuck man, thanks."

"No problem. We may need another order later. Is there any way to request who delivers?"

"Yeah under the submit button is a request bar. You can put in my driver ID and I'll get a notice you wanted me again. You can find my ID on the receipt in your bag. Fuck are you really wanting me back after that?"

"I didn't need you to take over just now. I just wanted to have her take another cock for a bit. Now, Melody, let's move this to the bedroom. I think you may need to text your boyfriend and let him know you will be staying tomorrow as well. I've set up more fun for us."

"Tomorrow? I sort of had plans with Griffin."

"Not anymore," smirked the man. The woman, Melody, gave a nod, not even fighting the order. William was still in shock that all this had just happened, but he dried off, took his money and left with a smile on his face. He hoped they remembered to put in his ID.