Consequences

Back To Her Old Tricks Again

Back To Her Old Tricks Again

Avery made sure to adjust her breasts, propping them up to be even perkier than normal, keeping her eye on the hope of getting big tips from the patrons that night. She knew that Rae wasn't going to be in that night, especially since she saw Roma making her way into the kitchen. Avery had been teetering on the edge of depression and s****l frustration, she had not been intimate with Xander for weeks now. Their relationship wasn't the glorious euphoric happiness it was when they had first started dating. Avery thrived off of compliments about herself, the attention men would give her, even if it made her feel dirty or cheap, and success of either having the opportunity to leave with a stranger that night whether it was wanted or not. Avery knew that she had problems when it came to men and relationships, but instead of fixing these problems, she just gave in to them without a second thought. Dabbing on some lips gloss, pinching her cheeks to make sure they were pink and rosy, and sweeping her hair over her shoulders, she greeted the male patrons with a smile.

As the night pressed on, Avery realized that tonight was her highest grossing in tips all summer. There was one particular customer that was tipping her a hefty tip with each drink that she made him. She had had her eye on him since he entered the restaurant. Sitting in the corner, he placed his wallet, phone, and keys on the bar top and had waited for Avery to approach. He fanned out his bills as he paid her for his drink, and never once took his eyes from her. She felt as though this mystery man was paying her for approval to stare at her during the night. Attempting to strike up conversation with this man, he never spoke but motioned with his head whether it was a yes or no answer. “I've never seen you here before. Taking in the sights for the summer?” The devilish grin he sported had lit a flame between Avery's thighs. A feeling she hadn't been feeling with Xander. He shook his head no, and took a sip of his drink. “Would you like to order some food to go with your drink?”, she lingered waiting for his response, but stopped when she heard the other end of the bar patrons yelling because they were upset that she was taking special time with this one man. “Come on! Can I get a drink over here?” Avery found that she couldn't take her eyes off of this man. His dark hair was slicked back, but a few pieces dangled over his brow. His eyes were so light, which only intensified the darkness that lingered around them. His beard was so groomed, shading his chiseled features of his jaw line. She felt herself get weak in the knees as she watched him glide his finger over his lips, while still giving her an intense glare from his light eyes.

Every spare moment she had, she made sure to give him a little extra attention, and flirt her ass off with this extremely f*****g hot man. As she started to approach him once again, he stood up, practically towering over her at a surprising six foot three inch stature and peeling his jacket from his thick sculpted arms and chest. His tight shirt clung to every curve of his abs and muscles, but what knocked Avery off of her feet was when he smiled. He was truly an Adonis with the pearliest teeth she had ever seen in her lifetime. “So... Since you already know my name, how about you tell me yours, so we won't be strangers anymore.” She crossed her arms, wrapping them under her breasts, only pushing them up and out. He never took his eyes from hers, “Nixon,” his voice was so deep it sent chills throughout her body. By this point, she had already tried to picture what his p***s looked like, how his face would look during an orgasm, and how well he would look the next morning in her bed.

He had stayed through her entire shift, and so did the heavy flirting. Avery was eager to tell him to wait for her as she cleaned up and they closed the restaurant, but when she turned he wasn't at the end of the bar. She quickly glanced around the bar looking to see if she could see this giant walking towards the door, but he was no where to be found. At the same time Roma had popped her head out of the kitchen, “Avery, could you check on the bathrooms for me? We are a little short handed tonight, and I know Rae would appreciate the help.” Avery rolled her eyes, Roma constantly did that to her. She would ask her to do things, as though it would be a favor to Rae, but in reality it was so she didn't have to do them herself. Avery made her way over to the restrooms, mumbling expletives under her breath as she reached the women's restroom. With broom and dust pan in hand she swept up quickly, not paying much attention to whether the trash was going into the dust pan. Once she finished, she headed to the men's restroom. As she made her way around the wall, she was surprised to find Nixon sitting up on the sink counter. “I thought you left...” Dropping the broom and dust pan she walked over to him and positioned herself right between his thighs. He didn't have to move at all, she was doing all the work for him. She wrapped her hands around his wrists and lifted his hands up and rested them on her breasts, then slowly moving them down around her waist before resting them on her ass. Nixon never flinched, but developed a evil grin as he squeezed her ass cheeks. “Fuck... This ass feels just as firm as I thought it would.” He pulled her closer in between his legs, and began rubbing her body against his c**k, which was still hidden beneath his jeans. “I'm sure touching my ass is not the only thing you want to do,” as said as she moved her hands up his rugged body and wrapping them around his neck. As his tongue slipped between her lips, she felt his hands sliding into her pants. He was a lousy kisser, but she enjoyed playing with an unfamiliar tongue.

She grabbed at the ends of her shirt and practically ripped it from her body, tossing it to the floor. She smiled as she saw his eyes light up like a little boy who received the present he had asked Santa for on Christmas. His mouth immediately clamped down on her breasts, mumbling, “MmmhhRaemmhhh.” “We don't have enough time,” she started to unzip his pants. The soft skin of his now stiffened prick made her mouth water and her p***y dampen with wetness. Nixon pushed her pants and panties to the floor and wasted no time in moving his fingers between her core lips. “God, you so f*****g wet,” he exclaimed as his fingers rubbed and dipped inside of her. She started to grind her p***y against his hand and continued to stroke his c**k. He slipped himself off of the counter and lifted Avery putting her in his place. “f**k me!,” he raise his brows when the words left her mouth. She reached down and grabbed his c**k once again, rubbing it against her c**t before directing his c**k inside of her. “Ahh... fuck...,” was all he was able to let out feeling the warmth of her core envelop his c**k. “Oh yeah baby. Give baby that big thick c**k,” she said before leaning in and biting down on his shoulder. His body slammed against her, and tossed her about like a rag doll. Nixon's lips traveled all over her neck, mouth, and chest. “Baby your pussy...,” he could hardly finish his sentence before Avery started to grind her lower torso against his. “Rae your going to make me c*m too soon,” he held her hips in his hands trying to slow her movement down. He was entertained watching her t**s bounce up and down on her chest with every thrust of his c**k deep inside of her, but for a brief second she thought she had heard him utter another name. She tried to push that in the back of her mind and continued enjoying the pleasure she was receiving that moment. “f*****g c*m for me baby,” the words left her mouth as her grip tightened on him. She watched as his face began to contort, which was a sign to her that he was nearing his climax. “f**k baby, I want to c*m all over your face!,” he yelled as he pulled her from the counter and pushed her to her knees. Avery sat with her mouth wide open, “Give it all to me baby,” she continued to lick at the head of his c**k until she felt a hot spray cover her face. Her fingers wiped it from her face, and rubbed it on her still exposed breasts. “You taste so f*****g good honey,” he watched her as she continued to douse her chest in his c*m.

She lifted herself from her knees and gathered her clothes. He was suddenly very affectionate towards her, and without shame she pushed his hands away. “Why so cold kitten?,” he looked at her with confusion. She rolled her eyes, “You were a good f**k baby, but a lousy kisser.” His expression turned to anger, “f*****g cunt! Your a f*****g w***e! Wonder if that roommate of yours is just as dirty as you are,” his anger had subsided when he had mentioned the word “roommate”. “Should have known someone as hot as you would be easy,” he started for the door. “Right, that's why you were tipping me all night,” she yelled back. “That's what you think sweetheart? Did you bother to check was I was tipping you? That's right, you didn't. I tipped you about the same amount you were worth, a few dollar bills,” he hurried out of the restroom and left her to digest those words. 'w***e, cheap, easy', that's is exactly how she felt, but what bothered her the most was the fact that she hadn't bothered to think about her actions that night and what effect it may have on Xander and what was left of their relationship. She felt tears begin to fall from her cheeks as she stared at herself in the mirror as she was pulling her shirt back over her head. Looking at the stains of c*m that were beginning to seep through the fabric of her shirt, she felt cheap, and dirty. Why do this to yourself? No one is to blame but you. She was distracted when she heard the restroom door open.

“Avery, are you still in here?”, it was Roma. “I heard all of this banging, and then I saw a man walking towards the doors,” Avery could feel her eyes burning through the mirror and gazing into her soul. She looked up and locked eyes with her reflection,”I'm fine Roma.” She started to wipe away the tears and reach for the broom and dustpan. “I'm not a fool. You are dealing with some deep seeded demons girl. You are going to have to face them if you are tired of the life you are living. No one is going to change it for you, or hold your hand and walk you through it. You aren't what you think you are, you know that right? You are not cheap and easy, but the more you think you are the more that demon feeds off of that and will never let you change.” Avery rolled her eyes, because she didn't want to admit to Roma that she was right, about everything. “You know, I don't really need your advice Roma,” she continued to sweep up the floor. Roma had started to walk to the door, “It's not advice Avery. The truth hurts, and if you hurt from hearing it, that means that you need to change.” As the door closed Avery could feel the tears welling up in her eyes once again. She hated herself for how she was, and how she treated the people who cared for her. Realizing everything she had done to Rae, to all of the other men she had been with in the past, and that even includes Xander. What the f**k am I going to tell him> It had been the first time all night that he even crossed her mind. Her button pushing wasn't working well with him, and this would take him over the edge to know that she cheated on him tonight. If I have Rae on my side, I could so get away with this. She had seen how Rae and Xander were around one another, and it seemed that the moment that he met her, that's when the s****l activity had stopped between the two of them. “He said her name...”, Avery remembered that she was certain now that Nixon had called out Rae's name. What does she have that I don't?

 As everyone was driving their cars out of the lot, Avery sat quietly in her car contemplating on her plan for when she got home. “I am so f****d up,” she yelled as she slammed the steering wheel causing the whole car to vibrate. A loud rumble caught her attention to the other side of the parking lot. The growl of the engine roared throughout the night silence, almost losing focus of the truck when the headlights were turned on. Through squinted eyes, Avery watched as the truck rumbled its way to the driveway, and she saw Nixon behind the wheel. With the bit of fear filling her belly, she realized that she couldn't go home and again lie to Rae. Avery reclined the driver seat, and started to stare at the roof of the car. Feeling the tears continue to stream down her cheeks she found herself slowly falling asleep.