The Offer - Dawnella and Morlock

Dan Morlock was sitting at his usual table in the local cafe, nursing his espresso as he watched the world go by, Dan had spent the better part of his life amassing a fortune but sadly little else, he was lonely, physically near broken and rather unpleasant to look at.

In fact he hated to look at himself at all such was the depression it would cause him.

Then she came in, the blonde haired angel that entered the cafe every morning around this time, he would watch her and imagine what it would be like to talk to her, to be around her for even a moment. Of course these thoughts were merely romantic fantasies, why would she want to even be around a 45 year old man who looked 60 was balding and overweight, he couldn't bring himself to even insult her by saying good morning.

And yet this morning he felt a little different about things, he had spent the night reminiscing about his youth and how he was once able to talk to women and how he enjoyed the flirting and company.

He had been thinking of other things to, more outlandish ideas like paying a woman to be his, to employ her as his own personal girlfriend. One step at a time he thought, first you have to talk to her.

He watched as she got her coffee and sat down, he took a breath and walked over to her. He quickly checked his suit in the reflection of the window, he looked ok, as good as it gets he thought.

He couldn't believe he was doing it as he walked over, oh well, he was here now, right in front of her, he may as well..

"Umm.. Good Morning Miss, do you mind if I join you for a coffee?" he said to her as pleasantly as he could, it was an inoffensive request, she would probably say no, that was fine he thought, he waited to hear her response.

As Ashley sat in the cafe, giving a smile to the waitress who by now she knew on a first name basis, she ordered the same espresso with milk foam she always did. Despite frequenting the cafe nearly every day, she always ordered the same inexpensive coffee, as lately things in life were less than ideal. She'd never made a fortune, but after let fired as an assistant for a local dentist, she'd been forced to rely on her credit cards to pay for her day to day life, and she knew it was only a matter of time before she'd have another problem that she couldn't avoid. As the negative thoughts filled her mind, she did her best to drive them away as she focused on the positive; later that day, she had an interview at another office. The thought of needing to impress caused her to smooth her skirt instinctively, and she hoped that the skirt and blouse combination she'd picked would look professional but cute to the physician.

She'd seen the older man nearly every morning, but she imagined he was married and probably on his way to work, so it came as a surprise when she saw him walk towards her, and asked if he could sit beside her. Surprised as she was, Ashley smiled despite it all and said softly, "Oh, not at all." She'd met some of her best friends at this cafe, and she wasn't the type of person to refuse anyone for company unless they gave her a reason to do so. Besides, with her thoughts bothering her as much as they were, it might help to have someone to distract her. Smiling at the man as he sat down, she spoke softly, her voice subdued in a fashion that suited her demeanor, "I've seen you here every morning, but I don't think we've spoken before."

Dan was surprised when the woman accepted his offer and he sat down beside her at the table, he hadn't been bold enough in his fantasies to think about what to do next, he always thought she would reject him or scream for the Police and he would leave never to return. This was most different to his worst fears.

She was wearing a nice skirt and it looked as though she may have just been to a job interview or perhaps had one booked, "Yes, yes, I have seen you here a fair bit and no, we have never spoken. "I'm Dan by the way, Dan Morlock" he said extending his hand in greeting.

"It looks like you have a lot on your mind and perhaps an interview for a job as well?" he asked her hoping he was saying the right things, it had been so long since he had spoken to a female that he really had no idea how it was supposed to happen anymore.

"Can I buy you some breakfast? That coffee won't be enough and well.. I would really like to just spend some time with you" he said in a voice that betrayed him by sounding more sorrowful than he wanted to, he looked down a moment so she could decide on what she wanted to do next.

As Dan introduced himself, Ashley took his hand with a sweet smile before reaching out gingerly to take his hand and give it a gentle squeeze. "Hi Dan, I'm Ashley..." Easing back to sip her espresso slowly, enjoying the bitter taste as she looked at him curiously, she decided he seemed nice enough before setting down her cup. Letting him speak, she nodded to his question with a smile, "Yes, I'm trying to get a job as an assistant with a local physician." Her voice was enthusiastic, and she hoped it didn't betray her desperation as she nodded with a smile.

At his kind offer to buy her breakfast, Ashley looked at him curiously before a smile slowly crept across her features and she replied, "Thank you Dan..." She'd been planning on skipping breakfast out of necessity, and this was a welcome change of events, even if it felt a little strange." Feeling more and more like she could trust him, she admitted, "I feel silly saying this, but I wasn't planning on eating this morning. I'm between jobs, and I should have planned for money problems like this, but I didn't." A twinge of sadness filled her voice as her lips met the tiny espresso cup and finished the last of its contents.

Dan felt bad for Ashley but at the same time he was a little happy as well, it seemed that Ashley was in need of money and support and he could offer her something after all, he smiled concernedly when she told him of it all and that she was out of work without any money.

Without asking her preference he ordered her pancakes and eggs and bacon, nice and large but also a little different.

"Well Ashley sometimes we just can't plan for everything and still have time left for a life, and you never know what opportunities may present themselves, so tell me more about yourself, how old are you, what sort of work would you like to do" he said as he wondered if he might actually have the nerve to ask her to become his paid girlfriend.

She felt surprised as he ordered quite a bit of food, much more than she usually would have to eat, but simply said, "Thank you" after he had ordered for her. As she watched his expression, studying him to try and see what sort of person he was, she felt taken aback at the checklist way he asked her questions, but given his generosity and that fact that she was now more or less hostage to their conversation, she responded simply, "I'm eighteen...I do mostly assistant work, like a secretary, except they don't call it that anymore. I'd like...well, I'm not really sure...I'd like to try nursing, but I haven't been to school for it." As her food arrived, she gingerly began to nibble on the pancakes before wiping her lips. "What do you do? I mean, for a living?" She asked curiously, not really knowing what to talk with him about.

Despite her not ordering one, another espresso was brought to her as she continued to eat; despite having a few hours before her interview, she wanted to make sure everything was in order for it. She needed this job, any job, and her mind began to race as she became more anxious just thinking about how desperate she was.

He watched as she graciously accepted the food he had ordered for her, he knew it was more than her slim frame was used to eating but it was more than just ordering breakfast for her, it was also about wanting her to know that she would always have more than what she would need if she chose to be with him, he had to prove to her that he would take care of her before he broached the topic of hiring her.

Another espresso arrived for her as she answered his questions, she seemed to be poorly trained and just did any job that came to her mind, at this rate she would be a 40 year old still working odd jobs here and there for less money than she was earning 20 years prior.

Was he really taking advantage of her? Was that what his thoughts were or was he offering her a chance at a much better life than she could possibly achieve herself? He wrestled with the ethics of it and before deciding if he was right or in the wrong he took a deep breath and started to speak.

"You know Ashley, I am looking for a special assistant, a bit different to what you have done so far but it would pay a lot better, I know you have a job interview set up already, but if you wanted to, maybe you could stop by my office and we could talk about it?" he said as he handed her his business card and ordered himself some buttermilk pancakes.

As he suddenly spoke, she wiped her lips and listened curiously, unsure of what he meant as she watched him. A special assistant? She wasn't sure what he meant, but at this point, anything was better than nothing. As he ordered something for himself, she took his card in her slender fingers as she looked at it carefully before taking it back. She didn't know what sort of impression she'd made on him; she'd just told him she was unemployed without any prospects, and he wanted possibly to hire her?

"Thank you Mister Morlock." With a smile, her tone went from friendly to the semblance of professionalism she had been able to attain, and she brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she did her best to be polite. "I'd like that, very much. My interview is in two hours, but once it's over, would it be alright if I stopped by?" Perking up as her day seemed to improve drastically, she wondered what she'd done to warrant this good fortune. Stifling a giggle, she couldn't help but beam as she finished eating and spoke in an apologetic tone, "I'm sorry Mister Morlock, but I need to go...I have to catch the bus, and if I miss it I'm afraid that's the end of my interview today. I can't just cancel on them after they were gracious enough to give me one." Smiling down at him, she shook his hand gently before speaking cheerfully, "I promise I'll be by later!"

He couldn't believe he had gone this far, he didn't even think he was going to speak to her and now he had even offered her the job, well it was kind of a job, she really didn't know what she was in for but it was certainly going to pay a lot better than anything else that she would get.

She thanked him and then mentioned that she had to catch a bus to the interview and that she had to run, she got up and shook his hand and left with a smile.

He bid her farewell and smiled to himself as he thought about whether or not she would still come to him and how he could sell the job offer to her, perhaps he would just tell her that he would pay her a lot of money to be his girlfriend. He wasn't sure how far Ashley would go but he was determined to find out.

He got up and returned to his office in a the heart of the city, it was a tall high rise building and his office was on the top floor, all furnished in dark wood and red carpet and curtains. He poured himself a glass of scotch and dreamed about Ashley the pretty girl next door with dark hair and large soft real breasts.

After her interview with the physician, Caitlin sighed as she held her purse dejectedly, waiting for the next bus to come by. They'd been polite, but given her the now all too familiar line of, "We'll be in touch." She'd never ended up working at a place that had ever said that too her. Fiddling with the business card, she decided to pay the man a visit and see what exactly it was that he was offering her a job for. She imagined it was similiar to what she'd always done, and as her bus finally arrived she resolved to at least try with him.

It was a surprise to her, so much that she double and then triple checked the address on the card. It was an impressive building, and she almost wondered if he'd played a cruel joke on her as she entered, handing her card to the receptionist before being led to an elevator that lacked buttons and being told that it went directly to his office. Now clearly intimidated, she hadn't known that the man was such a powerful person as she felt the odd pressure of the elevator moving quickly up before stopping, the doors opening into a wide office for her.

Stepping out, she smoothed her hair and skirt as she approached his desk; he seemed to be relaxing, a glass of alcohol sitting on his desk and his eyes were closed as she approached and spoke softly, wanting him to be aware of her presence without being too obnoxious about it, "Mister Morlock, I'm sorry to bother you...I can always come back if you're busy." Despite her nervousness, she managed to smile as she hoped he wouldn't be angry at her interruption of his quiet time.

Dan waited in his office, he had only thought about Ashley all day, butterflies whirred in his stomach something he hadn't felt since he was quite young, would she really stop by? In some ways he hoped she wouldn't as that would mean that she got the job with the physician, on the other hand she might stop by anyway and just satisfy her curiosity.

He had told Karen his secretary that there might be an Ashley coming by for an interview and that she was to let her straight up in his private elevator.

Soon enough he received the call from Karen that she as on her way up and he listened as the lift arrived on his floor and heard the doors opening, the tick tack of her high heels on his wooden floors was most exciting and he took a breath to hopefully ensure that he wouldn't fuck this up.

"Ashley, no, no, not busy, please stay, take a seat, can I get you a drink?" he asked as he showed her to the leather couch and coffee table, "How was your interview?" he asked as he went to the bar waiting to hear what she would like to drink.

He seemed to perk up as she made her presence known, and she smiled softly as she heard him offer her a drink before replying, "May I please have some campari and soda water Mister Morlock?" Smoothing her skirt, she sat on the leather couch as she wondered whether it was unprofessional to accept his offer, but as he asked his next question she hesitated for a brief moment, knowing that if he was possibly going to hire her, she didn't want to seem too desperate. "They said they liked me and would call me later..." She replied gently, looking at him with a smile as he handed him her drink. Taking a small sip, she took a breath before speaking, "But, I am very interested in working for you Mister Morlock."

After this morning, even though it was just a brief encounter, she felt that maybe she'd made enough of a personal connection to help him hire her. Her cheerfulness turning a bit more stern as she tried to seem professional, Ashley added, "I'm willing to do any work you might need done Mister Morlock, and I promise I'll work hard regardless of the task." She could barely hide how important it was that he hire her, but knew from the difficulties of life that the more desperate you seemed, the more people would take advantage of you.

Dan could tell that Ashley wasn't going to get the job and he knew that she knew it as well, not wanting to highlight her failure he just smiled, "Well hopefully I can impress you enough that you will take up my offer of work before they hire you then" he said warmly.

"And please call me Dan, no need for formalities here" he added as he poured the Campari and soda.

He sat next to her, oh how he wanted to touch her right now!

"Well Ashley, what I am offering is a rather highly paid role, you would be on a salary and it would really be a full time position, full time as you would always be on call for me" he started not believing that he was doing this.

"So, anyway, what I am proposing here is...." he stopped trying to find the right wording and then thought being plain and simple was the best way to go.

"I'm lonely Ashley, I want a girlfriend and I am willing to pay you to be my girl" he said and waited to see how she would respond and if that Campari would end up on his face.

Watching as he spoke, she felt better that maybe her white lie had been effective, and she couldn't help but hide a smile as she held her drink, the cold glass feeling good on her fingertips as she heard his words. As he described the position, it seemed impossible to her; full time and well paid. It wasn't until his words finished that she felt a puzzled frown cross her features; she was confused, what did he mean be her girl? Shifting in her seat, she thought it over; what he meant possibly, no, probably meant she would sleep with him, and despite having thought about acting in pornography or being a stripper in the past, she'd never seriously considered either of them and being a prostitute, if that's what this was, had always seemed horrible to her.

As she looked at the man, she could see that he was a lonely, single, and probably alone man who didn't have much to look forward too. Her own problems weighed on her mind, as she didn't even have the money to pay rent, much less worry about food or any sort of fun as her mind began to blur; maybe this wasn't as immoral as she'd once thought it was. Knowing that she couldn't likely refuse and change her mind later, Ashley was torn as she took a sip of Campari before smiling slightly as she responded in a quiet voice, "Okay..."

Looking at him with a smile, she added, "I...I don't really know anything about this, how it would work...I mean...do you?" She asked honestly, her chest heaving in her blouse at the realization of what she'd just agreed too. At the same time, a sense of relief washed over her, and she was happier than she'd been recently knowing that her problems with money were over.

He watched her as she considered what had just been offered to her, he understood it was the last thing she expected to hear of course but he had said it openly and honestly and now it was just up to her to take as she saw fit.

She shifted in her seat a bit and he wasn't sure if that meant she was considering something that she might do or considering how to say no and still leave the room without there being any issues. Dan was self conscious about making women uncomfortable, he wouldn't have stopped her leaving if she wanted to but knew that, that might have been a concern for Ashley.

Soon she sipped her drink and said "Okay" of course there was still much in up in the air about it all but she had said Okay. He was so happy and smiled the biggest smile he had for many years.

Then she asked the question, he laughed a little before he started answering her, "Ummm no not really! You know I wanted to talk to you for so long in that cafe, this morning I just found the courage" he watched as he heavy chest heaved and fell as she thought about what she had just done.

"Well, I would want you to be my girlfriend, live with me, make me happy, stuff like that and in return I will pay you a salary, how does that sound?" he said to her hoping that made some sense.

As bizarre as it was, she was doing her best to stay composed as she heard his final statement. Unable to hide a laugh that was somehow out of nervousness and relief, she smiled at him. She'd never known he'd wanted to talk to her all those months, and it almost seemed sweet, if it hadn't seemed strange to her why he hadn't talked to her sooner. Clearing her thoughts, she spoke simply, "Yes. It sounds alright. Thank you." She didn't want to confuse him any further, or make it seem like she wasn't interested as she heard his words. "Live with you?" Nibbling her lower lip gently, she nodded before saying, "Okay." It made sense to her, and she was saying yes, but it still seemed crazy to her. Given her circumstances though, it was the best chance she had.

"I'll do my best to make you happy." She promised earnestly, hoping that this wasn't some sort of cruel joke. "I..." Somehow, she felt as though she were being rude by asking, but her curiosity overpowered her hesitation as she finally asked, "How much will you pay me?" She almost winced at how horrible it sounded to her, but she hoped that would be the end of it. She felt awkward as it was, and wanted to begin with her new job, whatever it actually entailed.

He nodded as she asked about living with him, she agreed before he could answer and then she said that she would do her best to make him happy. He knew that she would of course.

Then she asked about the money which of course was a fair question, "Well, I was thinking we could draw up a contract, things that will be expected of you, things you do not wish to be expected to do, things like that, you will get 2 days off a week just like a real job although if I need you on those days I will pay you a cash bonus on the day in question, I will organize a 12 month contract if you like and we will write it together so there are no secrets, but to answer your question about pay I was thinking a salary of $300,000 a year, how does that sound?" he said to her with a smile.

As she heard his response about drawing a contract, she smiled as she felt that sounded very reasonable. It also sounded normal to her, like any other job she'd had until he told her the staggering sum of her salary. She nearly fainted, knowing she wouldn't have made that much in twelve years at her old job before realizing she was staring at him, and she must have looked very silly as she murmured, not bothering to try and hide it anymore, "Sir...that's very generous of you...thank you...I can't thank you enough." Fighting the urge to hug him didn't work as she did just that, crushing her heavy breasts into his chest before wiping away a tear. "Is this a dream?" She asked out loud, more to herself than him as she shook her head, "Anything...I'll do anything you ask. There isn't anything I won't do."

It was unreal; she'd gone from worrying about rent and food in the morning to making more than she'd ever thought possible in the afternoon. Worship-fully, she looked at the man as she asked respectfully, "When do I begin Sir? I want to make you as happy as I can, you've been so kind to me...nothing I can do will ever show you how grateful I truly am..."

He wanted the salary to be a good one, his executives got paid around that much and they were also on call 24/7 and didn't have to suck his cock to get it, "Yes, it is true Ashley, my execs get paid that much they are also on call 24/7 but of course they don't do the personal things that we will be doing, they are no where near as pretty as you are" he said with a warm smile.

She got up and hugged him, he felt her large soft breasts against his body and he held her hips as she thanked him, he couldn't help it and ran his hand along her thigh and clasped her arse tightly, she may as well get used to being touched he thought to himself.

Then she asked him what she could do, at that particular moment there was only one thing he wanted and it was typically male.

"Well, why don't you strip everything except your high heels and then you can get on your knees, you know what I mean right Ashley?" he said to her hoping she did get it.

A squeal left her lips as she felt his hands on her ass, squeezing her firm rear possessively while she pressed forward, her breasts crushing and mashing against him as she did. Seeing that he was wasting no time, she eased out of his grasp at his request, knowing this was the job she'd agreed to do.

Taking a deep breath and regaining her composure, she told herself she could do this as she let down her hair, the tied releasing as she let it cascade down her back and the front of her chest before beginning to sway in time with unheard music, letting her hips twist as she thrust her chest out, letting her heavy breasts shake and jiggle inside her clothing before beginning to undo the ties and buttons on her blouse, letting the light fabric hang off of her before she pulled it away, letting it fall to the container outside while she popped her breasts forward, giving a sly smile to the man, as she eased onto all fours, crawling towards him and letting her rear ass sway above her as she kept her face low before reaching back to unclasp her bra, letting her large breasts jiggle underneath her as her stiff nipples drug into the soft carpet below her, sending a shiver through her small frame. Easing up onto her knees, she giggled at him before easing onto her back, kicking her long legs out before undoing her skirt and pushing it down her long legs before stepping out of it. Returning to her feet, she bent at the waist as she smiled sweetly at Da while hooking her thumbs inside her panties and pulling them down her legs. Submissively, she eased back into a crawl as she collected her clothes and left them beside his chair.

Looking back at the older man, her heavy breasts jiggled and swung underneath her as she slowly rested on her knees and hands, her face reddening as her firm, heart shaped ass swayed above her and her face was lower than her chest as she slowly crawled towards him. Feeling butterflies in her stomach, her humiliation and lust building to a peak as she convinced herself that if he liked what he saw, it might be repayment for all he'd done for her. Drawing her legs in front of her, she wore only her heels while as best she knew how, striking a pose as she felt her body peaking, her pink nipples stiff and her little mound flushed as her chest rose and fell with every breath she took.

Dan watched as the young woman slowly undressed for him, he could tell she wanted to impress him and she was feeling sexy in doing so as well.

For Dan it was the excitement of watching a young woman corrupt herself, she seemed fairly innocent, for these times anyway and she had certainly never sold her body before, it was arousing to watch her enjoy her descent into immorality.

She was very beautiful her heavy breasts jiggling, her heart shaped arse, she seemed to know her place already by crawling over to him, she was giggling enjoying her extreme feminine role, this was after all a fairly easy job, please him and be paid $300,000 a year, he was already rock hard in his trousers.

"You are doing very well Ashley, I am very impressed, you are just as beautiful out of your clothes as you are in them, I think now you need to take my cock out and make me very happy" he said to her with a grin.

Undressing in front of him felt strange and foreign to her, but how much it aroused her was undeniable. Clambering forward on all fours, she wanted to impress him; not just because it was her new "job", but because she was genuinely thankful. She'd always felt best when making others happy, and had dreamed of being a housewife one day; in her mind, she decided to treat it as that, and devote herself to his pleasure. Gently reaching her fingers forward to undo his belt, her fingers fumbled with the leather before pulling it away. Her face reddening in a deep blush, she unbuttoned his pants before taking the zipper and pulling down as his hot, hard, and throbbing cock poked out at attention and nearly smacking her in the face. Upon reaching him, she giggled before saying in a girly voice, "Yes Mister Morlock" before raising herself to her knees and planting a kiss on the fat head of his massive rod. Watching the veiny member as it bobbed and twitched, she began tracing her tongue up and down the fat head and long shaft before easing underneath to kiss and lick at his heavy sac, letting his meat rest on her face as she sucked lovingly.

Easing up, she let him slide over her face as she began to lick at the tasty precum from his fat head before parting her lips and easing in to suck on him happily. She practically moaned out before pushing her face forward and stifling a gag as she began to let him tease against the entrance to her throat. Arching her back before pushing down, her eyes went wide as she gave a muffled squeal before gagging gently as he hit into her throat while she looked up at him weakly and wantonly before closing her eyes and obediently keeping in times with his gasps. Sliding her tongue over the sensitive vein on the bottom of him, she felt her pretty face redden as she became hotter, and snaked her hands between her legs as she began to stroke herself gently as she traced up and down her puffy petals.

He watched as she most certainly showed that she knew what to do and how as well, she was a sweet girl, reddish hair and beautiful eyes, her lips seemed oh so kissable, yet now her lips were going to work his cock, he wondered if she would back out at the last second but she didn't, she kept going, undoing his belt and zip and allowing his hard member to bounce out of his underwear, he had never been this hard before, she worked his rod and he gasped and stroked her hair gently, closing his eyes as she rested it on her face and worked on his balls, yes, she was grateful, she was embarking on the highest paying job of her life and all she had to do was keep him happy.

But it was the way she did it, with love, not some slutty degraded act that appealed to him, he never wanted a whore, he wanted a nice girl who would do nasty things, he smiled in his choice.

He wanted to start thrusting deep into her mouth but not yet. He didn't want to cum too quickly, he watched as she started to play with herself, "Let me taste you Ashley, dip your finger in deep and let me lick it" he said to the young woman as she sucked him.

As she squealed feeling his meaty cock filling her mouth, Ashley heard his words as she traced her fingers along her wet pussy before testingly pushing into her tight snatch with a muffled whimper. Not abandoning his member as she lathered her tongue around him, covering him with her warm, wet saliva before reluctantly easing up with a wet POP as her lips broke the seal around his fat head and she eased her forefinger out and pressing it against his lips gently. Raising herself to seat on his lap, she could feel his hot, hard cock rubbing against her tummy, marking her with a mixture of saliva and precum as she smiled at him lovingly.

Grinding herself forward, she rubbed up and down his length as her hips pressed back and forth, wanting to torture him sweetly before seeing her finger enter his lips as she watched him silently. Letting her free hand ease down between both of them, she gently began to pump his fat member in her fingers as she felt the heat from him radiating onto her flesh. Overcome with her task, she wanted to please him; it was the least she could do, considering all he'd done for her.

He enjoyed the self humiliation Ashley was putting herself through, she was reveling in the idea of playing the slut, no, she was the slut, he heard her mouth make a pop as she slowly worked his cock back and forward, she was a slave to him now, a slave to the money and for being rescued from her rather hopeless situation. He would use her, he would make her question if $300,000 a year was really enough after all.

"Ashley, I want you to get on your hands and knees and wait there" he said to her as he got up and poured himself a drink, he knew what he would do next she wouldn't like very much, but it was time for her to really start earning her money.