Melina's Indecent Proposal

Scott Fincher and Melina Sosa are bartenders at a Manhattan nightclub and are romantically involved. Scott has lived in Queens his whole life. He is tall and lanky with scruffy blond hair. Melina was born in the Dominican Republic, but was raised in the Bronx. She is very beautiful, curvy and proud of it, with long dark hair. Scott has no greater ambitions than bartender while Melina dreamed of being an actress when she was younger. Despite her latina sex appeal, she never had enough talent to make it big.

Scott recently convinced Melina to move into his apartment after two years of dating, though she does not seem as enthused about commitment as he is. She just figures it is time to start thinking about settling down. The club where they work is small and never attracts too many high rollers... Until tonight that is.

"It's dead in here," she sighs as they both wash out bottles.

"Nice and quiet. Just how I like it," he says contently.

"I wish we worked downtown. The place would be hopping this time of night," she laments. "I want to have some fun when I come to work."

A middle aged, heavy set, balding man in a three piece designer suit enters the club and takes a seat at the bar. Little do they know that this gentleman will alter the course of their lives.

"What can I get you, sir?" she asks as she slides him a coaster.

"A shot of bourbon," the heavy set man orders.

Melina pours his drink while he admires her curves. Scott sees this as he wipes down the bar. He should be use to barfly creeps ogling his girlfriend by now, but he still gets jealous.

"Thank you, my dear." The heavy set man downs his shot, then dabs his mouth with a handkerchief. Though is not attractive, he comes across as distinguished.

"Anything else?" she asks.

"Yes, I'd like to buy you a drink," he says.

Lame stunts like this tick Scott off the most.

"No thanks. I'm good," she assures him.

"I insist. Now what do you like?" The man is persistent.

"Um... lemon drop shots," she admits.

"That sounds tasty," he entices.

She relents, mixes herself one lemon drop shot and throws it back.

"Happy?" she asks.

"Pleased. Very pleased." He pays for both drinks and exits in high spirits.

Melina cannot help but enjoy the attention she always receives from men.

***

This particular gentleman returns a half dozen times in the next month and does the same. Purchasing a drink for himself and Melina. He never comes in on nights that she is not working. Scott eventually notices that this man travels in a limousine.

Scott is becoming so agitated by this that he gripes about it even when he and Melina are at home. Even now when they are in bed together. They are both dressed for bed, him in an old t-shirt and boxers, her in red satin pajamas. Red is her favorite color. She kisses his neck, but he is not in the mood.

"He's like a stalker. We should call the police," he says.

"He's probably just a lonely old man," she says.

"No, a creep is what he is," he argues.

"Can we not focus on him right now?" she asks.

"He just bothers me is all," he continues.

"Have your attention now?" She pulls up her top and flashes her tits.

"Yeah." He pulls her close and they make out passionately.

The sex for them is nice, but pedestrian. Usually the missionary position. Oral sex on birthdays. Quite a rut for a couple that has only just moved in together.

***

It is almost closing time at the club. Scott is staking chairs as the mystery man enters. He pays Scott no mind and takes his usual seat at the bar, waiting patiently for service from Melina.

"Bourbon?" she asks, knowing the answer.

He nods "yes" and she pours his favorite drink.

"After you, my dear," he says this time.

She smiles and mixes her usual lemon drop.

"Cheers," she says, then happily downs her drink.

He takes a business card out of his jacket and slides in across the bar.

"Seth M. Nelson," she reads. "What's the M stand for?"

"Doesn't matter." Seth finally throws back his shot.

"Anything else?" she asks, thinking she knows the answer.

"Are you a dancer?" he unexpectedly queries.

"Excuse me?" She was caught off guard by that question.

"I'd like to know if you're a dancer?" he casually asks again.

"That's none of your damn business!" hollers Scott as he approaches the bar.

"Please, let us be mature adults about this. I have come to greatly admire this young lady in a way one would a piece of artwork. It would the greatest thrill of my life to see this work of art on display," claims Seth. "I'll offer you $20,000 for a private dance in my penthouse."

"Get the hell out of her old man before I hurt you," threatens Scott.

"$25,000," Seth ups the ante to. "Your boyfriend can even be present to insure that I behave like a perfect gentleman. That's a fair deal."

"Do I look like a stripper to you?" she asks angrily.

"No, you look like woman who deserves more than this," says Seth. "Let's make it $30,000. You two crazy kids can open your own business. Get a fresh start anywhere you'd like. That has to be appealing?"

"$30,000?" she asks with less resentment.

"$30,000," swears Seth.

"No," says Scott.

"We'll think about it," says Melina.

"What?" Scott looks dumbfounded.

"Good." Seth pays for the drinks and exits, leaving his card with them.

***

Back at their apartment in Queens, Melina and Scott continue the debate.

"Are you out of your mind?" Scott throws his jacket down.

"Just think about it. We can get a place in Manhattan. I'm so sick of Queens." Melina takes her earrings out. "Aren't you? It's so boring."

"Yeah, I'd love to live in Manhattan, but I don't want you putting on a striptease for some dirty old man," he shutters at the thought.

"Actually, he's not that old now that I think about. Besides, how long will it take? Ten minutes at the most? He'll probably never come in the club again. We'll be rid of him for a shit load of money," she reasons.

"Yeah, but I just don't know about this," he says.

"Baby, I wouldn't be doing it for him. I'd be doing it for us," she assures.

"Well, it is a lot of money and he did say that I could watch too," he says.

"That's right. Just pretend he's not there." Melina takes Scott by his hands.

"So, we're going through with this craziness?" He pulls her in for a kiss.

"Next time money bags comes in the club, we'll sit down with him and go over the ground rules." She winks at him. "Maybe we can take the old fool for even more money?" Melina's coolness under fire helps to persuade Scott.

***

The next night, Melina and Scott sit with Seth in a booth at the club for the negotiation. This is very awkward for Melina and Scott, but Seth seems quite calm.

"Do you want her to take her clothes off?" asks Scott.

"Yes, I do," replies Seth.

"Even my bra and panties?" asks Melina.

"Of course," says Seth.

"Okay, no bra, but she gets to keep her panties on," says Scott.

"If that will make her more comfortable," Seth reluctantly agrees.

"Yes, it will," she concurs.

"I guess all that is left is to arrange a time and a place. How about Saturday at 10PM?" Seth takes a business card out of his jacket. "Write down your address and I'll send my stretch limousine to pick you two up."

Melina takes a pen out of her purse and writes down their address. The die is now cast. Seth looks to be greatly anticipating the private dance. Scott far less so. It is hard to get a read on Melina.

***

Saturday has arrived. Melina wears a red sequined dress, very low cut, with matching purse and high heels. She does not bother wearing a bra because she will just have discard it. Scott feels obligated to dress up too, wearing his one and only sports jacket. The limousine arrives and is equipped with its own mini bar. The champagne is on ice and Melina enjoys a glass as the travel. Scott is tense, but Melina is surprisingly relaxed.

They arrive at the ritzy apartment building in the city. The chauffer, who looks likes like a beefy henchman, escorts them into the lobby. All three take an elevator up to the penthouse and find Seth in a white robe.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes, Mr. Nelson?" asks Scott.

"This my home, Mr. Fincher. I do as I like," states Seth.

"Where are we doing this? The bedroom?" asks Melina.

"No, the living room is fine," Seth goes to a leather high back chair and turns the sound system on with a remote control. Sensuous R&B music plays.

"Is he staying?" Scott is indicating the chauffer.

Seth shakes his head "no" and the chauffer goes into the kitchen.

"Whenever you'd like to begin, my dear." Seth raises the music volume.

Melina is swayed by the music and hands her bedazzled purse to Scott, then she approaches Seth with a lustful gaze that makes him weak in the knees.

"Ready for the show?" Melina asks as she pushes Seth into his high back chair. Then, she returns to the center of the room, pulls the straps of her dress down and slides her hands up her curvy body to her ample breasts.

Melina grabs a smaller chair from a writing desk and places it at her side. She puts her right knee on the chair and leans forward to display her cleavage. Then, she turns and bends over, leans on the chair and shakes her ass from side to side.

"You like my body?" She takes a seat on the chair, caresses her right leg, then pulls up the bottom of her dress to reveal a sexy red thong. "The way I move?" She pulls down the top of her dress to expose her bare breasts.

She slips two fingers into her mouth, moistens them good, brings them to her right breast and rubs her hard nipple. Then, she stands and shimmies out of her dress. It falls to her ankles, she steps out of it and kicks it to Seth's feet.

Scott can see that she is really getting caught up in the thrill of the moment.

Melina gets on her hands and knees, crawls in a circle, giving Seth a great view of her round ass. Her red thong is almost entirely sunken in between her ass cheeks, making Scott's demands all but pointless.

"You are so very lovely, my dear," coos Seth.

"You have no idea..." Melina stands and starts sliding her thong off.

"Wait..." pleads Scott.

Ignoring Scott, she sits and removes her thong. She twirls it on her finger before tossing it to Seth. He catches it, grins, and brings it to his nose.

She stands and moves to the music, completely naked save for high heels.

"Stunning." Seth's eyes follow her gyrating hips. "Come closer."

"As you wish." Melina obeys and the gap between them closes. Seth reaches out and caresses her thighs, but she quickly slaps his hands away.

"Naughty... Keep your hands to yourself," she teases.

Seth's erection is noticeable through his robe. She turns, repeating the action of bending over and shaking her ass. He can resist no longer and deliberately pulls her down onto his lap. She can feel his large erection pressing into her.

"Mmm...such a big fellow you are, Mr. Nelson," she swoons.

"Wo! No! This isn't part of the deal!" yells Scott.

"Let's make a new deal," says Seth. "Another $20,000 to make me cum."

"So that's $50,000 all together?" Melina seems very intrigued.

"No way! Not a chance!" Scott shouts emphatically.

"Be quiet, Scott." She starts grinding her hips into Seth's erection and rests her head on his shoulder. "Cum for me, big pappi, cum for me," she titillates him further by whispering in his ear.

Scott cannot believe his eyes as Melina dry humps Seth.

"Oh yes...Oh yes...Melina...I'm cumming!" Seth bellows as he spurts.

"Hope you got your money's worth." Melina stands, takes her thong and slips it back on, wiggling her ass for Seth's benefit. "$50,000!" She beams.

The chauffer returns and hands Seth a wet cloth to clean himself off. Seth stands, then turns the music off with the remote and picks up her dress.

"Okay, let's have the money, so we can get out of here," says Scott.

"Melina, you're perspiring. Why not jump in the shower real quick before you leave? I don't want you to be uncomfortable on the ride back to Queens," says Seth.

"No, that's fine. She'll shower at home," says Scott.

"Scott, will you please relax. I'll only be a few minutes," she assures him.

Seth shows Melina to his luxurious bathroom, hands her her dress, and closes the door behind her. Soon they can hear the shower turning on.

"Mr. Fincher, my chauffer will escort you downstairs now. I'll send all the money down with Melina after her shower," Seth slyly grins.

"I'll wait here." Scott stands his ground, both literally and figuratively.

The chauffer takes Scott by the arm and forcibly leads him out of the penthouse. Seth snickers and heads into the bathroom. Melina is in the shower, soaping herself. She sees Seth, but continues to run her hands over her tan body and actually appears excited to see him.

"What are you doing in here, Mr. Nelson?" she asks.

"Melina, this my home. I do as I like," he pronounces.

"Well, I like a man who knows what he owns," she says seductively.

Seth disrobes and steps into the shower. He wraps his flabby arms around her waist and she drapes her arms over his shoulders. He has another erection and it pokes her in the abdomen.

***

Fifteen minutes later, Scott and the chauffer still wait in front of the apartment building. Scott is starting to become very anxious.

"That's it. I'm going back up there. If you touch me, I'm calling the police." Scott hurries back into the lobby and the chauffer makes no attempt to stop him. Scott takes the elevator back to the top floor and enters the penthouse.

"Melina?" He hears soft moans coming from the master bedroom. He goes inside and finds Melina on her back with her legs pointing straight up and Seth's face buried in her crotch. The $50,000 in cash is spread out on the king size bed.

"Si...eat my pussy...eat my pussy!!!" she screams.

"Melina...no..." whimpers Scott.

Scott presence does nothing to deter their passion. Seth climbs on top of Melina and vigorously pounds his large cock into her tight pussy.

"Si...fuck me...fuck me hard with your big thick cock!!!" she demands.

One has never seen such a combination of beauty and revulsion. Melina's finger nails dig into his plump ass cheeks and she helps him force himself deeper inside of her. She tries wrapping her legs around him, but his rotund physique prevents her, so they roll over and she bounces up and down on his cock.

"God...I love fucking your cock!!!" She continues to ride him wildly.

"Melina! What a dirty girl you are! Fucking me right in front of your boyfriend!" He cups her tits, squeezing and twisting her nipples.

"I'm your dirty girl tonight! I'm on the pill! Do whatever you want to me, mi amour!" Melina leans down and jams her tongue into his slimy mouth.

"Why?" Scott watches from the doorway as his heart sinks.

"You want me to cum in your pussy!?" asks Seth.

"Si! Fill my pussy with your hot cum!" she begs.

"First I want to fuck this ass!" He starts to spank her.

"Si, I want your big thick cock in my ass so bad..." She climbs off his fat sweaty body and lifts her ass for easy access. He spreads her legs and he starts pumping her hard from behind.

"Harder! Fuck my ass with your big thick cock, mi amour!" she shouts.

Scott is most devastated by her use of the words "mi amour."

"I knew you were going to be my whore! You needed a real man to fuck you like a whore!" Seth grabs her left ankle for better leverage and their frenzied thrusting causes the headboard to bang against the wall. "Tell me your my whore!"

"Si...I'm your whore!!!" She clenches the $1,000 bills in her hands as he continues to fuck her doggy style. "Fuck me like a whore!!!!" One can wonder if it is the man or the money that arouses her?

"Oh fuck...Oh fuck...I'm cumming," he groans as he cums inside of her.

"Big pappi...no one's ever fucked me so good. You ruined me for all other men," she says, catching her breath and looking back over her shoulder. "Please, tell me you're ready to go again? I still want you to cum inside my pussy."

"Scotty, why don't you go on home. Melina is going to spend the night." Seth lies on his back, exposing his semi hard cock. "She'll come home tomorrow with $75,000."

"Si, big pappi." Melina starts stroking and licking Seth's cock back to life.

Scott leaves her purse hanging on the doorknob as he exits.

***

The limo ride home to Queens is agonizing for Scott. All he does is sulk. "What will happen?" he wonders. "Will Melina ever return to me or have I lost her?"

Happily for him, Melina does return home with the $75,000. She swears that she found Seth disgusting, but knew that she could swindle some more money out of the horny bastard if she played her cards right. Scott realizes that the truth probably lies somewhere in between. She may have done it for the money, but she clearing enjoyed the sex. Probably because it was so dirty and immoral. Maybe she was a better actress than any one gave her credit for?

Their relationship becomes very strong after and the possibility of marriage is discussed. The sex is also becoming more adventurous. They are out of their rut and enjoy spending the money. It seems to be a happy ending... Just as long as they do not cross paths with Mr. Seth M. Nelson again. They never did learn what the M stood for.