Blowjob on the job

I grabbed the bill from the counter and gave a quick nod towards the nearest security camera, "Not here, I don't want to lose my job. Go around the back, I'll let you into the storage room."
"Sure, baby, don't let me wait," he grinned.
I locked the register and hid the key, grabbed my purse then went into the storage room and unlocked the back door. I looked around outside and saw him stumbling around the corner. When he spotted me he hurried up and still grinning went inside.
I pointed at one of the crates, "Make yourself comfortable there."
He undid his pants, lowered them and sat down on the crate, his already stiff member poking up in the air.
I went down on my knees and he quickly grabbed my hair, pulling me towards his cock. I chuckled, "You're in a hurry?"
He grunted and I lowered my mouth onto his cock. At least he didn't smell too bad. It wasn't my first blowjob, so I pressed my lips against his shaft as I drew my mouth back, then lowered it slowly onto his shaft, causing him to moan softly. I began to build up a steady pace, tightening my lips as I pulled back and relaxing them as I slid down again. My other hand slipped under his sack and I caressed him gently while working him with my mouth.
His moans sounded as if he enjoyed himself and I felt his other hand on my shoulder. I took it as encouragement and began to increase my pace. Occasionally swirling my tongue over his glans. His hips jerked in response and I pulled back to prevent gagging. I don't mind deep throating, but not for a mere $50. I wrapped my index finger and thumb around the base of his shaft, jerking him off slightly while I did my magic with my mouth.

Suddenly he tugged hard on my hair and pulled me off his cock, "Now I'm going to fuck you, turn around, bitch."
I tightened my hand around his sack, not enough to cause serious pain, but just enough to warn him off. "That was not the deal. A blowjob is what you get."
"Okay, okay, no need to be nasty about it, Crystal never minded," he said, "Now suck me," and he pushed my head back towards his cock. I sank my mouth back onto it and resumed my pace. Slurping, licking, sucking, swirling my tongue, all while bobbing my head up and down his shaft and using my fingers to make it a little more intense.
The guy certainly had the stamina or rather the **** dulled his ability to cum. I had to be creative and slipped a finger onto his perineum. I gently applied pressure while continuing the -what I thought was an amazing- blowjob. Finally I felt some twitching in his cock and heard him grunting between pants. I increased my pace, but was suddenly pulled off his cock again.
I frowned at him, "What now?"
"Let me fuck your titties, babe," he begged.
"No, now let me do my job," I said rather indignantly.
"Fine, bitch, then suck," he said and roughly pushed my head back on his cock.
I wrapped two fingers and my thumb around the base of his shaft while slipping my mouth onto his cock. Quickly I built up a rapid pace and used my hand to bring him quicker to his climax. Soon enough he moaned louder than before and began to thrust with his hips. I tightened and relaxed my fingers around his shaft while sucking on his glans. My finger on his perineum pressed a little harder and he cried out as his cock throbbed and jets of cum filled my mouth. I milked him with my finger while catching his cum between my lips. Finally he fell back limp and let go off my hair.

I got up quickly and spit his cum in the grimy sink, then turned around and feigned a smile.
"Was that what you had in mind?" I asked with a rather innocent tone.
He nodded and got up from the crate, then pulled up his pants, "Thanks, babe, but next time I want to fuck you."
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "So what about Crystal?"
"Who? Oh Crystal, man, you suck way better than her," he said.
"Thanks, I guess," I said with a chuckle and guided him out of the storage room.
He stepped out and waved while walking away, "See ya!"
I locked the door again and grabbed a bottle of Port from the shelves, opened it and took a swig to wash his cum out of my mouth then hid the bottle.

I went back into the store and played with myself idly while waiting for the next customer. As much as I hated to admit it at the time, I enjoyed being aroused. And yes, giving a blowjob did have that effect on me as well. I also started to wonder, if this guy was happy to pay me $50 for a blowjob, how much would he pay for a fuck. I had never asked for money before, I just fucked a guy whenever I hooked up with a good looking one in the Yellow Jack Inn. They enjoyed it, I enjoyed it, all happy, right? Okay, Janet -the owner and barkeep of Yellow Jack Inn- wasn't always happy about that, she rather saw them drink more. But now... I wouldn't lower myself to Crystal's levels, but still it would be nice to be paid for my favourite hobby. Maybe it could be my ticket out of this place.

The night passed rather quickly while I tried to figure out what to do. This job gave me a steady but low income, I could really use the extras, but I wasn't sure if and how I could combine the two.

I was interrupted in my thoughts when John -the manager- came in, "Hey Lisa, how was your night?"
I shrugged, "Quiet as usual."
"Yeah, I know what you mean, I wanted to close at nights, but HQ doesn't let me." He bent over the counter and pointed towards the corner of my lips, "you got something there."
I blushed and thought, 'Crap, I forgot to check.' I quickly wiped the corner of my mouth, then smiled, "Thanks, must have been from the doughnut I ate."
He laughed and walked around the counter, then gave my ass a squeeze, "Off you go, Lisa, see you tomorrow."
I grabbed my purse and headed out, waving, "See you tomorrow, John."

I walked back to my trailer and dropped down on the couch once I was inside. I glanced around nodding, "Yes, I definitely could use a better place than this." I hiked up my skirt and began to play with myself until I dozed off moaning from pleasure.