Moans of Pleasure- Bondage Seduction Romance Erotica (3 page)

Janie swallowed jet after jet of his cum until he had stopped spurting and then she gently cleaned his cock with her tongue to remove all remnants of cum from him. Then, still on her knees, Janie pulled up Danny's underwear and pants, zipped and refastened his pants, and buckled his belt. As she stood she patted the front of his pants and said, "Just like new."

Danny was recovering his composure and his breath as he looked at Janie who was glistening with a little sweat on her face. He went to his desk and offered her a clean towel to wipe her face. As Janie mopped her brow Danny smiled and told her they had a deal. Janie left the store with 4 bottles of wine that cost her about half what they usually did and wet panties. She would have liked to get off but that would have confused things with Danny and she didn't have time to go home to masturbate if she wanted to get to Carver's on time.

Carver's was crowded when Janie arrived. As she walked in the door Mr. Carver greeted her, "Hello, Ms. Tippet, take a number."

"Thanks Mr. Carver."

Just then a voice beside her said, "Hi Janie." The voice belonged to Ron, a guy Janie had dated for a couple of months then he dumped her for an underwear model. Janie felt a little mischievous so when she turned to greet him she gave him a big kiss on the lips. She even opened her lips and frenched him a little. It took him by surprise but, like any guy, he sure wasn't going to say no to a kiss from a hot girl. Of course a moment later he was trying to identify that taste in his mouth. Janie just giggled a little at his puzzled expression. They exchanged pleasantries and Ron left shortly thereafter with his purchases.

Janie waited until the store was nearly empty before telling Mr. Carver that she needed to speak to him privately. He said no problem and they walked out to the storage area to talk.

"What can I do for you Ms. Tippet?"

"First, Mr. Carver, please call me Janie, all my friends do."

"All right Janie and you can call me Phil. Now tell me what can I do for my friend, Janie?"

"Phil, I am trying to cut my household expenses and I realized I spend a lot on groceries, specifically fresh meat and fish. I know you are in business to make money and your prices are fair and your quality is excellent. Unfortunately, I can't afford to shop here anymore unless I can find a way to drastically cut my costs. So, I had considered a barter system where I provided services and you provided products but I felt that unless you had some cash to at least cover your product cost it would not be a good deal for you. So, I would like you to sell to me at cost plus 10% to provide some profit to you and then let me have sex with you once per week to offset the lost additional profit. You do think I'm pretty don't you?"

Janie finally stopped speaking. Phil didn't say anything for a few minutes but he did walk around her and examine her almost like looking over a prime steer. Then he spoke, "You would continue to buy approximately the same quantities you currently do? You wouldn't suddenly buy a ton of food at a discount and re-sell it to your friends?"

Janie couldn't believe her luck; Phil was definitely into the idea. "No, all of the food would be for my personal consumption or to be served to guests in my home. I'm not opening a cafeteria or re-selling your food."

Phil took her by the hand and led her back inside and down the stairs. Down in the basement was a lovely, fully appointed apartment. The apartment had several rooms and it was quite clean looking. "Now, let me look at you." Phil stood Janie in the middle of the room near a large octagonal table and moved back to admire her some more. "Please, take your clothes off."

This wasn't exactly what Janie had planned. On the other hand, Phil was definitely interested. Janie pulled her blouse over her head and tossed it onto the table. Phil was mumbling and staring, "Hmm, very nice, pert little tits."

Janie lowered her pants and now extremely wet panties and stepped out of them. "Yes, yes, shaved pubic area, round ass, excellent skin and muscle tone." Phil continued to mumble.

Louder so Janie could hear clearly, Phil asked, "Janie do you like to be touched? Does the feel of a hand on your ass get you aroused or annoyed?

"I like being touched." Janie felt a little dishonest thinking Phil was being weird when she was the one who suggested trading sex for groceries.

"Go ahead and put your clothes back on."

Janie did as she was told.

Phil invited Janie to sit at the table. "Janie, at my age sex is not the same as it was when I was younger. However, I have a counter proposal to cut your grocery bill by $400 per month that might work for you. On the first Saturday night of each month I am the host of a special card game right here at this table. It lasts for about four hours. As host I like to have someone here to greet the players, refill drinks, and get food from the fridge when we need it. If you would be the girl who got the guys those things I can credit you for $400. It works out to be about $100 per hour. Obviously, there is more than hostessing going on or I would never pay that much. The players sometimes get a little grabby. No one would ever force themselves on you. In addition, the players have been known to give big tips to girls who rub their shoulders or whatever. You could leave with an extra few hundred dollars at the end of the night."

Wow, Janie thought this was intense. She could really solve a lot of cash problems this way.

Phil misinterpreted Janie's silence. "I hope I didn't offend you. It just seemed this was consistent with your offer."

Janie smiled, "Phil you got yourself a deal. I'll even provide the sexy French maid outfit. Let's see next weekend would be the next game, right?"

Phil gave Janie the time and other details she might want and they shook hands as she left the store.

The day of the card game found Janie atwitter with excitement. She tried to remain calm but the thought of being touched by strangers was getting her very aroused. She dressed in the French maid's outfit she had bought. The top bustier helped push up her small firm tits. The short black skirt and fishnet stockings made her legs look deliciously long and well defined. Under the skirt Janie had on lacy white bikini panties. She threw a long overcoat on and headed for Mr. Carver's apartment.

Mr. Carver greeted her, took her coat, and whistled appreciatively when Janie took off her coat. "Janie, there will be four other players tonight, Jim, Don, Larry, and Pat. I know they will all love you." Mr. Carver continued to show Janie where things were and reminded her to call him Phil. The bell rang and Janie went to let in the first player.

"Good evening, my name is Janie, may I take your coats?" Janie asked the two men at the door.

"Hi, Janie, I'm Don and this is Jim." The taller of the two men said. Don was well over six feet and built like a football player. Jim was much shorter and was very muscular. Both men were only in their late 30's, much younger than Phil, and neither made any secret of the fact he was looking Janie over. To Phil Jim said, "Wow, this is some prime meat you have here."

Janie was both flattered and annoyed by the reference. Just then the bell rang again but before she could answer it the door opened and in walked a tall, very slender man who immediately introduced himself to Janie as Larry. He then leaned over her and pulled her face to his as he kissed her like they were old lovers. As Larry's tongue assaulted hers Janie became more bold and she began attacking his mouth with her slender tongue until both of them needed to break the kiss to keep from passing out.