Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Good Girl Gone Wrong Ch 04

This gas station was so old that it had single person rooms for the mens and womens rooms accessible from the

outside of the building. Each of them were secured by heavy deadbolts, and when Beth tried the women's room

she found it unlocked and unoccupied. She quickly turned the lock behind her and then took the room in. It was

cleaner than she would have thought, which was nice, but on first glance it would appear she'd been lied to:

there didn't seem to be any gloryhole. "Maybe they found it and sealed it up," she whispered to herself, "Or

maybe that girl was just lying to shock her friends."

Both options seemed possible, but as she sat down to use the toilet, she thought she had to be missing

something. Afterall - if you were a pervert running a business you wouldn't want to scare off all the normal

people that stopped by to buy a drink or top off their gas tank, would you? With that in mind Beth gave the

problem another look - she looked at the toilet paper holder and gave it a shake, but it was firmly bolted to the

wall. If she was getting ready to suck sdick, then the hole would have to be near head level while she was

sitting on the toilet, wouldn't it? She looked to her right, and the only thing that was there was the seat cover

dispenser. When she first grabbed it and pulled it first left, then right, it seemed firmly attached, but when she

tried to slide it up it cfree without any effort. Behind it was a wide six inch hole in the thin half inch metal

wall that separated the two rooms. Beyond that she couldn't see much though because there was another

dispenser hung on the opposite side, blocking her view.

The anticlimactic view left her a little disappointed, but she had to hide her excitement when she walked back to

the car, and when she helped her mother put away groceries after they got home. She did it. She had finally

found her perverted pot of gold at the end of the perverted rainbow. She'd never have cheated on her boyfriend,

which is why she'd decided against finding it when the pictures hadn't worked out, but now that she was single...

Well, she knew it was a bad idea, but she had a hard tconvincing herself that meant she shouldn't do it.

Afterall, she owed Billy skind of revenge, so it was either this, or what? Fucking his friends to make sure he

knew what he was missing?

In the end her needy pussy won out. It was just dangerous to make her soak her panties at the idea of sucking

off struck driver, and just safe enough with that big lock on the door to make her think she could get away

with it. Sadly she wouldn't be able to do it tonight, or even tomorrow. Her mom had gotten a three day weekend

for the first tin forever, so she insisted on spending as much tas she could with her daughter.

Eventually Tuesday rolled around though, and once the sun started to set Beth got dressed up in stight

black leggings and a gray crop top. It was outfit that was more suitable for a gym bunny than a hooker, but it

was as close as she could get without raising an eyebrow, and she desperately wanted to look the part. Once

she'd finished admiring the way the stretchy fabric complimented her natural curves she put on her earbuds and

went for a jog. The gas station was less than two miles away, so it was a perfectly reasonable excuse to use the

bathroom there in the middle of jogging a new route... At least that's what she would tell anybody if they asked

her why they saw her there at school tomorrow. It was her greatest fear - not that a man would do something

terrible to her, but that any of the girls in her class might find out that Beth the little goody two shoes had

decided to suck cock for cash.

In the end it was anticlimactic though. She jogged to the bathroom without any issues, locked herself inside, and

then waited. No one ever cthough. She waited for an hour, and no one showed up. It was very

disappointing. She'd worked herself up to finally do this, and all that happened was that she sat there for an hour

waiting. Reluctantly she walked home, still trying to figure out what she could have done differently, but she

found no answers. The next day she did sresearch and found out that most gloryholes announced when

there was going to be someone there on one of several skeezy websites. After a little searching, Beth found the

posts that the mystery girl she'd listened to months ago on the backpages website for the city just down the

highway from them. It looked like she'd stopped after a couple times, but Beth figured that was when she'd

gotten enough money for her phone. So she copied her post. 'Here for a good time, not a long time. For the

appropriate tip I'll take good care of your tip out at exit 69 in the usual place from 6 to 9pm this Friday. 40 roses

will get you a date if you're all dressed up, but it will take double that if you want to go without.... See you soon

boys."

Beth's heart pounded as she hit submit, not entirely sure what she'd just typed. Dressed up? Roses? She could

figure all that later. All that she knew now was that if she could work up the nerve to go back on Friday, then

she'd finally have a customer or two to live out her twisted little fantasy.

Friday cquickly, and other than going to school and practicing her nearly nonexistent technique by watching

videos and practicing on her dildo, all Beth did was count down the hours until Friday night. As always she was

alone in the house when she left, and no one paid her any mine as she jogged down the dark streets to her

destination. This twhen she arrived there were enough extra cars parked in the back that it made her a little

nervous. Were those idling vehicles waiting customers? She thought it was very unlikely, but she locked the

bathroom door quickly behind her all the same, suddenly worried someone might try to follow her in here.

She didn't have to wait long though. Almost as soon as she took the cover off of the hole, someone shoved a

gnarled old hand through the hole, silently offering her a handful of wadded up bills. Beth's heart was pounding

in her chest as she took them and shoved them in her purse, not even bothering to count them. Instead she

stared in anticipation at the hole and licked her lips as a dick finally cthrough the hole. She'd waited months

for this moment, and honestly it was a little disappointing compared to the ones she'd seen in the videos, but it

had finally happened. It was thick and veiny, but a little bit shorter than her ex's, with sgray hairs among

the pubes. It felt almost like a dream as she reached out with her right hand to to grab the cock and her mouth

slowly followed. When she reached it, she smelled it while she gave the base a few experimental tugs. He

smelled of soap and old man, so she was grateful that at least he'd bothered to shower before he chere;

she'd read that wasn't always the case.

With a little tremor or anticipation she took the plunge and inhaled the glans of her anonymous lover's cock into

her mouth. He was circumcised, and she swirled her tongue idly around the head wondering how different it

would be to suck a uncircumcised cock.