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Remind me

By Amanda Red

 

He walks into the tanning salon looking sexy as hell. The thought of him laying around in that private room naked gets me going every time. I feel my cheeks heating up as he gets closer. I can see his sexy tattoos and muscles under his white tank top. How ironic that the shy girl working at the salon is hitting up Derrick Pierce’s porn on her phone when he walks in. I get up from my chair to greet him and clumsily drop my phone on the counter giving him a good view of his porn that I so love. I think my cheeks match my red hair now.

“Hi. I am here for my usual time,” he tells me in that smooth, sexy voice.

“What’s your name, sir?”

He raises an eyebrow at me. “Like you don’t know?”

I stutter. I know damn well who he is. I shrug gently and offer an apologetic smile.

“Would you mind reminding me? Policy states I need to make sure I know who I am signing in.”

“Excuse me? You know who I am. Just get me in,” he growls.

 I don’t know where it came from but I continue this act like I don’t know who he is even though I know he is Derrick Pierce. He is Derrick Fucking Pierce and I am testing him. “Remind me, sir,” I say in a low, seductive tone.

 He picks up my phone. Pointing at himself on the screen, he s ays in a tone to make sure I know he is no playing “This is me. You fucking know who I am, bitch. I am Derrick Pierce. Now let me go tan already.”

“Oh, Derrick Pierce. I am sorry. I should’ve recognized you. Silly me,”  I laugh it off. I enter his information and tell him which room he is in.

 After I hear the door click shut, I slide back into my seat to continue with my porn. I soon realize he took my phone with him into the room. I think about I for a little. Should I disturb him to get it? Did he intentionally take it? What if he didn’t mean to and thinks I am accusing him of stealing it? Why would he intentionally take my phone? After debating with myself for a little bit, I go to retrieve my phone. I knock gently on the door but after he doesn’t answer, I knock harder after all he is in a tanning bed, I think. I don’t hear the bed. I slowly open the door a crack and see the bed is off and no Derrick. I push the door open more and step in. Derrick is sitting in the corner of the room with my cell in his lap.

“Took you long enough,” he says with that oh so familiar smirk.

 I roll my eyes at him. “I just want my phone back.”

He gets up and slowly walks toward me. I start getting a little nervous. His sexy blue eyes are locked on me. Is this the look he gives to girls before he takes them as his. I step back but20he is quickly gaining on me and pushes the door shut behind me. I am cornered. “You know who I am but do you know who you are?” he asks. That smirk reappears on his face. “This is you.” He points to the girl on my phone. He slides my phone into his pocket.

“That’s mine! I want my phone.” I try to reach for his pocket but he grabs my arm and pins it above my head.

 “Now you are well aware of who I am, aren’t you?” I nod my head. “That’s right. But I think that I need remind you.”

“I am sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you, Derrick.”

“I’m sure but its ok. You’re going to be my bitch for now. Aren’t you? Its obviously what you want, isn’t it?”

Before I can even answer, he pushes me to my knees. “Stay,” he commands as he walks to the corner of the room and strips off his clothes. He comes back over to me with his cock dangling in  my face. “Better in person?”

 “Oh yeah,” I mumble. I am so wrapped up in looking over is sexy body. I soak in every detail. There is so much of his sexy body that I can’t see in the videos and pictures.

“Glad you enjoy the view but now its my turn.” He yanks my polo off and throws it to the corner. “Expecting someone? It almost pains me to do this but oh well.” He yanks apart my bra.

“Hey! I gotta finish my shift here! I need a bra on!” I snap.

 “Shut up,” he orders and continues his assault on my clothing.    

 “That was an expensive bra too! How do I explain not wearing a bra while I am working?”

He answers me by shoving his cock in my mouth but I am not done and pull back. He laces his hands in my long red hair and yanks me close. I can’t help but give in. I am fucking sucking Derrick Pierce’s cock. “That’s it. Good girl, suck it like you mean it.”

He starts to fuck my mouth. I love how his cock feels sliding in and out of my mouth. I start leaning into him as I suck him more. He tastes so great. All the sudden, he pulls back and steps away. I fall forward and end up on my hands and knees.

 “You look so good in that position, slut.” He walks away from me to the chair and calls me over. I go to stand but he tells me to crawl. Unable to protest his orders, I crawl over to him. He then pulls me up by my hair and bends me over the back of the chair. He takes a step back and crosses his arms. I can tell he’s thinking about something. He takes his tank top and twists it up and proceeds to use it to tie one of my hands to one leg of the chair. He ties my other hand with his belt. He takes a steps back again still not looking satisfied. He then takes the sc arf I had on around my hips and uses it to gag me. “There we go,” he says with a smile. “Now I can have my way with you and not worry about you making too much noise.”

He rubs up my bound arms and the top of my back. He traces his finger along the tattoo across my shoulder blades. I break out in fierce goose bumps. I hear him snicker at me. “Nervous? Think I might hurt you?” He continues to run is hands down my back and over my ass. “I think you like that thought, don’t you?” He runs a finger along my pussy. “Mmhmm, just as I suspected, you do like it. It seems as if you have a hungry pussy but you have such a nice sexy ass. It matches the rest of your curvy body.”

 I feel his cock rubbing gently  on my pussy. Through the make shift gag, I beg for him to fuck my pussy and after what seems like eternity, he shoves his cock deep in my pussy. I arch my back and moan loudly. He feels so amazing. His beautifully curved cock slides deep in my pussy. He yanks my head back by a fistful of my hair and starts fucking me hard. I moan loudly into the scarf. I don’t know if it feels good or painful anymore. I try to get my breath between his thrusts and him smacking my ass. With one final yank of my hair and a deep thrust in my pussy, he pulls out and cums on my back. He rubs the  cum into my back. He slowly pushes his cock back into my pussy. I20gasp softly when he takes his cock out and pushes it against my tight ass. He releases my hair and take a strong old of my hips as he pushes his cock in. I grip the chair legs tightly as the pain increases from his cock in my ass. He starts pulling out and I relax but he shoves it back in. “You didn’t think I was done, did you? A slut like  you should like this,” he says as he continues to fuck my ass gaining speed and strength. If I could see his face, I know he’d be smirking. He fucks my ass hard and fast. I struggle with the pain but feel pride when he pulls out and cums on my back again. He takes one of the soft white towels from the shelf next to us and wipes off his cock and my back. He unties me and tells me to get dressed.

 As I look at my bra wondering what I am going to do with it. He laughs. “If anyone asks, tell them what a slut you are,” he says with a smirk. He smacks my ass softly. “Now get dressed so I can get to my tanning session.”

I roll my eyes at him and he raises an eyebrow at me playfully. I get dressed minus my bra and walk out of the room. The door clicks behind me and I hear him flip the lock. I look and see one of my coworkers giving me a questioning look.

 “How long have you been here?” I ask timidly.

 “Just a few minutes, what were you doing in there? No one else is working.”

9 COh a new customer that needed help working the bed. Just needed to show him before he started tanning,” I tell her.

 “Oh ok.”

 I sit back at the desk and soon realize that Derrick still has my phone. I am not going to go retrieve it this time I think to myself with a smile. My coworker joins me at the desk. After a little bit, Derrick emerges from the room. On his way out, he lays my phone on the counter, “You must have dropped it in there. Thanks again for your help.” He flashes that sexy smile at us and leaves. Once again I blush til my face matches my hair and put my phone back in my pocket.

“New customer, huh?” my coworker asks with a laugh.

 “Uh, sure.”

“I think you were the new customer, girly,” she says.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

She just smiles at.

“What a man whore. . .”

“With a heart,” she adds. We laugh. Oh Derrick, maybe next time you’ll get us both.