A little extra income

When I was nineteen and just out of high school, I lived with this girl. She was a few years older than me and already had a little girl. We were poor. I mean dirt poor. We lived in a camper that was parked on a lot that my uncle owned that used to be my great parent's house. The house was torn down but we could use the garage, the well and the septic system. I worked days and my girlfriend, worked as a waitress in the evenings. We really didn't have enough money even to make ends meet.

A financial solution came from this old divorced guy who lived next door offering me twenty dollars to give him a blowjob. At first I thought it was a joke, but over about a month, I began to understand that he was seriously offering. I really didn't want to do it. However, my car needed new brakes and I hated making my girlfriend and the baby to get out of bed in the cold morning just so I could get to work. I could do the job myself if I just had the funds to purchase the pads. So I did what I needed to get the money to fix my car.

I felt disgusted with myself for giving another man head. However, it was not really that hard to do and the next week, I gave him another. I could definitely use the extra twenty. Him and I quickly settled on a schedule of twice a week. It was amazing what an extra forty dollars a week could do for our budget. It was also not enough that she got suspicious about the extra cash. But it also felt great to be able to buy something when we needed it rather than figuring out what we were going to do without just to get by when something unexpected happened.

I should have left well enough alone, but my neighbor soon introduced me to a few of his friends that wanted in on the twenty dollar blowjobs. I put my girlfriends baby to bed around eight thirty and then I had the place to myself until she got home sometime around eleven. It wasn't like I could go out anyway. It wasn't long before I was bringing in a couple hundred a week sucking cock. I started hiding the cash in the barn with the intention of getting a truck. I had even dreamed up a plan where I would tell her that I bought it with a bad engine and rebuilt it myself.

Everything was going fine until a high school friend of mine who was a police officer in town gave me a heads up that the vice investigator was starting to ask questions about me. I quickly closed up shop. That was a hard thing to do as I had gotten used to the extra money. The timing was right anyway because I was offered a different job fifty miles away that paid much better. I accepted the position and convinced my girlfriend to move with me. I did buy the truck with the money I had saved.

I never sucked cock for money again. Although I did just for fun a few times after my girlfriend left me and before I married my wife.

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