The Things We Do For Money Ch. 01

Of course, he would make it sound that easy and yet so appealing at the same time. Look what he was getting out of this! He could fuck her whenever he wanted, do ungodly things to her body that a boss and employee should never do. He said it was legal, but was it? Was it really? By God, she was sure it wasn't! But was it? Her heart was racing. What does she do?

Lacey knew she had to come clean with the man. "There's something you should know about me, Mr. Matthews. I'm gay. I've never been attracted to a man in my life, including you. I have a girlfriend, Dawn, we have been together for five years now. The money is the most important part of this agreement for me. We're just about broke and getting desperate. I have three more unemployment checks left, and I absolutely need this job. But I'm not sure, because of my sexual orientation, that I'm the right one for... you. This. What you want."

He seemed taken aback. It was obvious that he hadn't expected this. "Well, that is quite unfortunate, isn't it?" For her. "However," he paused, looking her up and down. "I still think that, given your genetics, your looks, and your medial history, that we could have a perfect, healthy, beautiful baby together. You just need to ask yourself if you can give up that part of yourself this one time, to save your family from financial ruin. I won't lie to you when I say, I expect you to be my sexual slave. Not just for nine months, but for the time it takes for my seed to take root in your belly. You're honest and I admire that. But I'm honest too, and I'll be blunt when I say that I plan to make you mine for these coming months in every. Single. Way."

The way he said it, so possessively as he ogled her body, the primal way he looked at her when he did, sent shivers down her spine. Surprisingly not unpleasant ones. He was so open about this, so honest. He didn't care that she was gay, it was obvious that he desperately just wanted a child. She wanted to ask why but figured that would be crossing a line. He was using unusual methods to get what he wanted. Or maybe this wasn't so unusual. Maybe this happened all the damn time, but not to her! Not so someone like her.

She should have just walked away, to be honest. She had no experience with men. But he wanted her. A man wanted her. Sexually. Not just that, he wanted to put a baby in her. He wanted to shower her with money and gifts, treat her like she was his princess. No, a damn queen at this rate, for the whole entire time they had this agreement, contract, whatever, between them. It should have disgusted her, probably before she had come here it would. But it was the money. The money part of it was just nagging at her brain. She could do it for the money. Right?

Mr. Matthews looked triumphant as he held out a pen to her so she would sign. She stared at that pen for a long time, but he was patient as he could likely tell that Lacey was having an internal war with herself. After long moments of debate, biting her lip, she took the pen from him, the whole time thinking, it's for the money, it's just the money, that is the only reason you are doing this! Right? Of course, it is!

She signed the contract and handed it back to Mr. Matthews, who looked pleased as punch with himself. "Good. Good girl. Please bear in mind, that this contract is entirely confidential. It's legal, I assure you, I even had my family's own personal lawyers draw it up. But outwardly I need you to sign another contract for your normal job duties, for HR purposes, as this one will be kept between us. And as I am sure that you read the full thing before signing, you know in it says in the contract you can tell no one. Not even your girlfriend, Dawn was her name?"

"Yes." Okay, that part killed her. That one really hurt. But she had stupidly done it. For whatever crazy reason, she had just sold her body to another man. As a lesbian. This was so forbidden and stupid of her. The only one that would be getting enjoyment out of this would be him. She was just doing it so she could live like a Queen. But she would also have a great job too. And she could get a degree for free in marketing, as they offered those courses. This would be a new, exciting career path for her. And there was no way in hell with her current money situation she could afford college right now or in the foreseeable future. But now, now she could do it for free. All because of Mr. Matthews. At great cost, but still. Her financial troubles were over.

He handed her the other set of papers that he would give to HR and she didn't even bother to look at them before she signed them. Her world was spinning, she felt like she was in a trance. She just signed a binding agreement to let a man have his way with her whenever and however he wanted. She couldn't object. She couldn't stop him. And she knew she sure as fuck wasn't going to tell Dawn, she had signed a binding contract not to. This was so unlike her. So, so unlike her. My God, what had she just done?

"I'll leave you to your thoughts while I get this paperwork over to HR. I'll be back in a moment."

She noticed that Mr. Matthews was smiling smugly as he exited the room. It made Lacey wonder what the fuck was going through his head, and did she want to find out?

Brian's POV

She was perfect. My God, she couldn't be more perfect. He was smitten with her the moment she stepped into his office. And when he found out she was a lesbian, that just took the icing off the proverbial cake. He couldn't wait to break her in, could barely hold in his excitement at the thought of stuffing his cock into her tight little pussy. God, she had to be tight, having never taken a real man's cock before in her life. Was she a virgin? Either way, she'd be virgin tight. And he got to cum in her, inseminate her.

He really thought that she was going to walk away from it, being a lesbian and all. She had stated she wasn't attracted to men in the slightest. But then she surprised them both by signing the fucking thing. He hadn't interviewed anyone else; she was the very first. Somehow, he knew right away that she would be the last. He got extremely lucky with her.

It was the money that was her motivator. People do desperate things when they face poverty, being homeless. In a way, he was saving her life, saving her from losing her home, among other things. Things would get complicated when she got pregnant and into her later trimesters and started to show. He knew she had a girlfriend, had no idea about her family situation, did she still talk to them, see them? This was something you could only hide for so long.

But he didn't care about that, not right now anyways. That was Lacey's problem to figure out later down the line. She was either planning to break it off with her girlfriend, or deal with the consequences when she found out she was having his baby. Which was only a matter of time. That body of hers was ripe for the taking. And he planned to indulge. A lot.

He walked into Jake's office and handed him the signed contract. "This one's a keeper," he said, smirking.

"Oh yeah? I saw her and I agree. If I wasn't married, I have to say, I'd totally go for that," Jake said.

"Of course, you would," Brian teased, laughing. "I think I have better chances than you do. Just saying."

Jake snorted. "Burn!" As the head of HR, even he didn't seem to be mind being teased by the CFO. He never did, as they were good friends. The man was in his early 30's and already tied down. But he had a beautiful wife and two lovely children, something that Brian had always wanted for himself. The wife part he was working toward, but he had yet to meet a woman that he could see himself giving a shit about. Lacey was off the table, because she was gay. Such a damn shame. He didn't think that doing this with him would convert her, it would at the most be something she tolerates for a while, for the money. Whatever helps her sleep at night.

Brian's father Caleb was putting so much pressure on him to have a freaking baby. He was 29 now. His birthday wasn't until January 1st and there was a long way to go, but the heat was on, and he was feeling the pressure. It was stifling. His father wanted him to have a child before his 30th birthday. He was even threatening to take away money and his position at the company. It was terrible. The man who raised him would rather see him conceive an heir before he retired, than financially support him. But he had always been like this, constantly talking to him about getting a wife, having kids, so one of them could take over the company after the time came for Brian's retirement.

If Brian was even going to take over the place. His father was only 60 right now, he had plenty of time before he retired. But still, Brian himself had recognized that his window of opportunity was getting shorter. And that he did want to have a child. But all the dates he had been set up on by his father were super lame and so fucking boring. It wasn't like women just wanted to roll over and give him a kid. They just wanted his money; he could see right through them like an open book. His father ran in vapid, vain circles of what he considered close friends. Finding a good woman from anyone his Dad knew was like finding a needle in a haystack it just wasn't going to happen.

After much complaining, his father had their lawyers write him up the contract that Lacey had just read. He had shown it to Brian who at first had been appalled, thinking it ridiculous, but then after some persuasion from dear old Dad he saw the reasoning behind it and he had decided to do it. Hence the ads in the paper and online job listings were born. Brian wanted to find a woman that would just accept that she was going to be used for breeding and nothing more. There would be no attachments, no feelings involved, and she wouldn't have to keep the kid, nor continue seeing him afterward. And she would get a fuck ton of money out of it. Who wouldn't want that?

Well, Lacey, being a lesbian. But she had signed the contract regardless of her supposed sexual orientation. Was she that fucking shallow she'd stoop that low? Guess so. But that was just lucky for him. Because she was so fucking hot. And he would have her. In every position. He'd make her ride his cock until he blasted a hot load of cum into her fertile womb. He couldn't wait to see her belly swell and grow from his seed. And boy she was in for a surprise, he wasn't monster huge, but he was packing some thick and lengthy heat down there between his legs.

He left Jake's office and approached the desk where his secretary Joanna was typing fast on her computer. She looked up and smiled as he approached. "Joanna, hold all my calls and reschedule any meetings I have to tomorrow. I've got something very important to tend to all day."

"Of course, Mr. Matthews." God she was such a people pleaser that it almost made him sick, but she was a good woman, nonetheless. Everyone that was employed here meant something to him and he got to meet and work with most of them. He knew he would grow to like Lacey, but for right now all he could feel was lust for her. He knew he couldn't get too attached, her being a dyke and all.

Speaking of Lacey, Brian almost expected to find his office empty. If she was going to bolt, now would be the time. Even though she had signed the contract, he supposed she could still back out of it, no harm, no foul.

But she was there. Waiting for him. And as she turned to face him, he couldn't help but smile, as he closed the door and locked it behind him. Poor girl. It was time to begin.

Lacey's POV

Lacey chewed her bottom lip repeatedly. She just couldn't stop herself. She was in so much shit. Yeah, she was going to have a crap ton of money, but at what cost? She swore she was in a fucking daze when she signed that dreadful contract and sealed her life away. What the hell was she thinking? She was so stupid! So vain! So selfish! Dawn was never going to forgive her, surely it was going to be the end of their relationship when she found out just what she had done this day.

To make matters worse, she knew that Mr. Matthews was going to want to have her. A lot. And she couldn't say a damn thing about it. Couldn't report him to the police, couldn't do anything to get her out of this fate that she had locked herself into. This was going to be her own personal hell for the next however long months it took for him to breed her.

The only benefit for her would be the money. Everything else was going to be horrifying. She had no idea how or why she agreed to do it. Well, she did. It was just the desperation to get out of this hole they had dug themselves into. They had so much debt, so many maxed out credit cards, and there was just no end in sight. Until now. Mr. Matthews was going to make that go away, all in an instant.

Speaking of him, she heard the door open, and she turned her head to look at him. She swallowed hard as she saw him close and lock the door. She knew what that meant. That it was time for them to honor their agreement.

She remained silent as he came over to her side and he looked down at her. He was so fucking tall, almost like a giant, just towering over her. He exuded dominance and her submissive side was kicking in. She had resigned herself to this fate, she must deal with the consequences now.

"Are you ready?"

She nodded. She was fucked. So fucked. Figuratively and literally.

"I know you don't have experience. I'll guide you. But first you need to take it out."

Oh, God. Oh, no. Of course, he was serious. Her hands were shaking as she undid the belt on his slacks. Next the button on his pants. Then the zipper. She was careful with it, as she had noticed that he was already hard, with a noticeable bulge against the fabric of his pants. And he looked big. But she had never seen a penis up close and personal before. And it was all for her. She had made him hard. Ugh, gross!

She thought she might throw up but instead she opened his pants and then reluctantly pulled down his boxers underneath. The cock that shot out before her was humongous it nearly smacked her in the face when it popped out. So big that it made her gasp and shudder, with repulsion, of course.

"Oh my God, you're huge!" She stated the obvious, trembling with fear. It was so thick and hard and disgusting looking, jutting up all proud like that. It just looked like a big fat worm to her, just like the others had. She wanted to lose her breakfast, but she knew she had to remain steadfast. She was doing this for her and Dawn. So, they could move on with their lives and not become homeless, not deal with the stress of financial burden anymore.

He didn't even chuckle at her reaction. His face looked serious as he stared intensely at her. "Don't let it intimidate you. I am not going to hurt you, Miss Green. And it won't bite you either. You know what you signed up for. You know what you are meant to do. I expect you to do it and at the very least pretend that you might like it, even if just a slightest bit."

He was taking this so seriously. And he wasn't being mean or intimidating. Some might say he was, but she didn't think so. She licked her dry lips, she was hesitant to do anything to him, not even knowing where to start. She had no idea what to do. She knew about blowjobs and handjobs she wasn't stupid, but she thought they were gross and had zero interest or experience with them. So, he better not be expecting her to be an expert right away.

"Lick the tip," he growled out, his tone leaving no room for argument. His impatience was coming through. He wanted her to do something, anything, to ease the throbbing ache of his cock.

The submissive in her kicked in and it was like she was destined to obey him. The tone of his voice, it sounded like Dawn's when they were intimate. It made her shiver. And yet she still didn't obey him.

"Do it!" He hissed out.

She was shocked by the harsh tone of his voice. Seems he had reached his limit. Though he expected full obedience and she had to remind herself that as much as this was going to gross her out, this is what she signed up for.

So she leaned in and licked the large, spongy head, grimacing as she heard his groan of enjoyment. Ew. The taste of his precum greeted her, salty and surprisingly... sweet? What the fuck? It didn't taste all that bad, which shocked her. She tentatively lifted her hand up and wrapped it around his thick shaft, so thick that her dainty fingers couldn't even grasp it fully. My God, she was so frightened to take him into her body! She was so fragile, and little in comparison to him. He would break her in two! Too late to turn back now, though, so says the contract.

"That's good. What a quick learner you are. Now, stroke it from base to tip while you circle the head with your tongue."

She did as he said, maneuvering her tongue around his sensitive tip, while her hand moved up and down the meaty base. He was so hard, but also it was skin, so it had a softness to it as well. Every time she pulled back, his foreskin uncovered the head that she was devoting so much attention to. She should be horrified by now, but she was finding this part of it wasn't all that bad, so long as she kept her eyes closed and didn't look at the nasty thing she was giving pleasure to. She was picturing it to be one of Dawn's many strap-ons that they had used together, she could at least tolerate those phallus shaped... things. But she knew the one she was sucking wasn't fake. This was the real deal. She was pleasuring a cock, an actual cock. It was so wrong, so degrading. She felt nothing but shame in this moment. And somehow, shameless arousal.

Disgust and guilt overwhelmed her, but nonetheless, she moved her tongue faster and faster over his tip, collecting the precum as it drooled out of him in rapid succession now, even going so far as planting sloppy wet kisses on his weeping head. Maybe he would cum quickly and just be done with her. God she hoped so.

She kept trying to think of his cock as a fake dildo but the more she fellated him, the more she couldn't fathom thinking it was unreal. The masculine smell, the hard skin, the sweet taste of his precum. This was real. Really real. And she was doing what she had prohibited herself to do her whole life. She was pleasing a man, sucking on his cock, giving him a blowjob. She felt so fucking dirty, how the hell did it come to this? She had stooped to the lowest level of all, going against everything she believed in for one man, for a job, for money.

It felt like it went on forever. She was like a robot, just doing everything he asked her to do. Her jaw was starting to get sore, and she hadn't even taken more than the head of him into her mouth on occasion. It was hard work, this sucking a cock thing. She wasn't getting a whole lot out of it either. But he was clearly liking what she was selling, she could hear his grunts and groans when she flicked the little hole at the tip with her tongue. Yeah, he really liked that.

"Okay. Stop! Stop. If you don't, I'll cum," Mr. Matthews declared, his breathing picking up.

She was very tempted to keep going. That would prevent this from going further than it already had, right? Yes! It would. Certainly, he wouldn't have the stamina to continue. He would just cum and be done, like all the other men her straight friends had slept with that they say led to nothing but disappointment. Most of them were one and done, they had told her. So, she made up her mind. She would disobey him this one time, for her own benefit.

He let out a surprised gasp as she suddenly took everything that she could of him into her mouth. It wasn't much, a couple inches or so because of his girth, and she was gagging and choking. But she stubbornly stretched her jaw wide to accommodate him and began bobbing her head rapidly up and down about half of his meaty shaft, her hand working over the rest of him in time with her mouth. She was desperate to make him cum out of turn so this meeting could be adjourned and she could just go home for the day and hide under the covers from the outside world for a while in the safety of her room. She needed out. She needed done with this disgusting thing between his legs. And she'd do anything she could to make that happen.