Jennifer Needs a Job

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She tore into the sandwich with gusto.
She woke up late, got interested in game shows on TV, and then
forgot to make herself breakfast. It was already after lunch.
    "You're an adult and you don't pay no rent?"
Dray asked.
    "Dray!" Jennifer said around a mouthful of eggs.
Her voice sounded more defensive than she intended. "I just
finished high school."
    He looked at her squarely for a seconds.
    She dropped her gaze and bit into her
sandwich.
    "Your folks trying to teach you a life lesson,"
Dray said. "You're no child. Not anymore. Now you an adult. You got
to pay the rent like everyone else."
    Jennifer could feel the heat rising in her
cheeks. She swallowed what was in her mouth and then took another
bite of sandwich and dutifully chewed.
    "You have a job?" Dray asked.
    Jennifer drew in her breath. It was the same
sort of thing her mother would say to provoke an angry response.
Jennifer was about to offer something sarcastic, but then she
looked into Dray's face. His head was cocked, and he was looking at
her with mild curiosity. She placed what was left of her sandwich
on her plate and sighed.
    "No," she whispered. "I don't have a job." She
looked at a spot on the counter. "Not yet," she added glumly.
    "Let me ask you this," Dray said. "What kind of
work you looking for?"

    ***

    Jennifer knelt with Dray's fat cock in her
mouth.
    She kept her eyes glued to his face as she
massaged his veiny shaft. For reasons she didn't entirely
understand, she was making faint mewling noises as she sucked his
cock. Soft slobbery noises came from her mouth. She thought he was
enjoying what she was doing, but she couldn't be certain. He kept
his expression even. He wore the same look of mild curiosity he had
in the kitchen when she admitted she had no job.
    "That's right," he whispered. "That's your job,
baby. That's your job."
    It pained Jennifer to hear Dray describe what
she was doing for him as her job. She mewled even louder and more
pitifully, stroking his thick shaft. It pained her but it didn't
surprise her. She knew the trajectory of their relationship was
changing when he took her mother's back on paying the rent.
Jennifer knew she'd lost his favor when she slipped another of his
Newports from the pack on the counter, and he gave her one of those
skeptical looks. She knew he felt differently as he wordlessly
collected her dirty dishes and then moved to the sink to wash them.
She knew it as she sat on his couch, smoking his cigarette, and
watching Judge Judy on TV.
    So when he came into the living room and then
stood at the arm of the couch, she knew he expected something from
her, even if she wasn't sure exactly what. More than anything else,
she wanted to make him happy. Win back his support. He opened his
fly and fished out his hard cock, and that's when Jennifer first
began to mewl. She knew sucking a cock wasn't a respectable job for
a girl with a high school diploma. She whimpered softly and bit her
lower lip. He stood there with his hands on his hips, his cock
pointed at her like an accusing finger. He wore a look of measured
expectation on his face. What else could she do? All the
respectable jobs for girls her age were terrible. She could clean
houses or deep-fry potatoes. She climbed up onto the couch on her
hands and knees and then crawled toward him, mewling all the
way.
    "Let's go deep," he whispered.
    Deep ? Jennifer's eyes widened. Her soft
mewls on his cock turned to full-fledged whines of alarm. He
ignored her. Holding her head fast, he pressed the head of his cock
to the back of her throat. Despite her fears, Jennifer still wanted
to do a good job, but there were forces at work here that were
beyond her control.
    She gagged.
    She coughed and sputtered around the fat cock in
her mouth.
    He stopped pressing his cock forward, giving her
a moment to get control of herself. She felt the tears welling in
her eyes. She knew her mascara was running down her pink round
cheeks. Hoping to win his sympathy, she gave him her most

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