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Things were not good for Patricia. Her husband was laid off and bills were piling up, with her part-time jobs barely covering the payments on the house and putting a few groceries on the table. Peter had become lazy and somewhat depressed, having no ambition to find work and hoping for a call-back, and was relying on the small unemployment payments to get by. Patricia wasn't about to lose her house, so she managed to pick up another job, evening shifts at a local hotel in the bar, something she had never done before.Her first few shifts were daunting and eye-opening. The bar was not really busy, but the regulars were friendly and flirty. She quickly learned from watching the other woman and began wearing tighter pants, skirts, and low-cut tops. Although older than the others, she was an attractive woman with a trim body and a nice smile. A little extra eyeliner, lipstick, and learning how to bend over when putting drinks on tables brought in much bigger tips, and a few offers. The attention was welcome and made her feel better than she had in a long time, and it wasn't long before she found herself in the backseat of an SUV after her shift ended.He was a regular, a somewhat handsome man in his fifties, with a nice smile and a lot of charm. She had decided to give it a try, excited by the idea of a man being really interested in her, and his sexually charged talk finally pushed her over the edge. She had met him outside in the parking lot, climbed into the back of his Jeep, and let him have his way. She sucked his cock, an average-sized dick no bigger than Peter's, slurping and licking until he was ready to fuck. He had made her kneel on the seat as he knelt behind her on the floor, and fucked her fast and hard while holding her hips tight, blowing his load over her plump cheeks and lower back. It was fun, but not overly enjoyable, and over quickly. She had returned home with a pang of guilt, until she walked into a dirty house and a drunken Peter snoring on the couch.Patricia dug through her closets and dressers over the Konyaaltı Escort next few days, searching for clothes that were a little more revealing, snug, and colorful. In one dresser she found her old push-up bras, one black and one white, with little cups built in. She tried them on, happy that they still fit reasonably well, and was surprised at the amount of cleavage they displayed. A few blouses and tops, two short skirts that hugged her hips tightly, and two pairs of low-rise heels filled out her new work wardrobe. A small investment at the salon yielded a new cut and style, a lighter hair color, and a nicely done set of nails. When she dressed for her shift Friday night it was a much younger, and sexier, Patricia looking back in the mirror. When she left for work Peter just gave a dismissive wave while watching TV, not mentioning or even noticing her new look.Her shift was busy and Patricia was overwhelmed and surprised by the attention and amount of tips she gathered. Numerous men made comments, mostly compliments and a few lewd offers, and by the end of the evening the manager offered more shifts. Patricia gladly accepted, deciding to give up her other jobs and focus on the bar. Another tryst in the back seat of a man's pickup truck was fun and exciting, ending with him fucking her from behind and the two of them climaxing at the same time. Now she had cheated twice, and found she was enjoying the excitement.The small amount of shame and guilt she felt washed away when she arrived home, finding Peter drunk and belligerent, and he mostly ignored her when she tried to talk with the intention of getting him to come to bed. The idea of fucking him with her pussy full of cum crossed her mind, and when he dismissed her to watch TV his indifference changed everything. She showered before going to sleep, thinking of the men that wanted her, and what she would do with them.Her next shift went well, with good tips and a lot of flirting. She was in a good mood as she drove home, until the little red Escort Konyaaltı light that looks like a battery came on. The radio went silent and the lights dimmed while the car slowed to a stop, and soon she was sitting on the side of the road. Her calls to Peter went unanswered, and finally she called a local towing company to pick up her and the car. An hour later she walked in the door of her house, tired and frustrated, and found Peter in a drunken slumber. She went to bed with plans to call the auto shop early in the morning.Peter was still snoring heavily when she called the shop and discussed her car problem. They agreed to look at it as soon as possible and let her know what was happening before fixing anything. It was late in the afternoon when they finally called, informing her of a failed alternator, and offered to have it ready by closing at six. She agreed, hoping she had enough in the bank to cover the repair, and got ready for work. Just before six she arrived at the shop, finding her car still inside, and waited for the man to return to the counter. She checked herself in the reflection of the window, having chosen a short denim skirt and a black halter top for her evening shift, and hoped it would appeal to the mechanic as well. Maybe a little flirting would get her a discount, she considered.Three men appeared from the back shop, one in his fifties, the other two perhaps thirty, wearing work pants and black t-shirts. Slightly dirty hands, thick forearms, and bulging arm muscles caught her eyes, with all three men giving off the type of masculine vibe that Peter never had. They gave her approving smiles, looking her over from head to toe, and she grinned back."I'm Patricia," she announced with a toss of her hair. "I'm here to pick up my car.""We just finished it," the manager announced. "Had to replace the belt and tensioner as well, so unfortunately it cost more than expected. I tried calling a short time ago.??Oh, I must have been in the shower,? Patricia sighed.?I would like to Konyaaltı Escort Bayan see that,? one of the mechanics mumbled, giving her a lecherous smirk.Patricia blushed slightly, then looked back at the manager.?How much? I can?t afford more than two hundred.??The parts are two hundred, plus two hours labor and taxes, so four hundred and fifty.??Oh. I? I don?t have that much,? Patricia pouted. ?Can I pay for part of it and pay the rest later???No, sorry. The owner won?t let us do that. Can?t release the car unless it?s paid in full.??I need my car to get to work,? she explained, giving him a little smile and batting her eyelashes.She put her hand on his forearm, feeling the muscle underneath, and leaned forward to expose her cleavage.?Can?t you make an exception one time??He gazed at her cleavage and gave a sexy smirk.?Well, we are open to helping a pretty lady out, if she?s willing,? he said, glancing at the other two.?Yeah, we can work something out,? the tall one offered with a grin. ?A trade.??A trade???Sure, we take care of your bill, you take care of us.?Patricia recognized the lusty grins of desire and the idea sank in. They wanted sex with her in exchange for the car repair. At first she was stunned, then the thought that these men found her desirable enough to make that offer flattered her. She sucked on her lower lip and looked at the three men, each with desire in their eyes, and felt a burst of heat between her legs. The thought of having sex with sexy strangers, three of them, was both daunting and exciting. The men moved and circled her, standing close and looking at her body closely. The scent of manly sweat, with a hint of gas and oil, filled her nostrils, triggering an unexpected sensation in her.?I? I? uh???Come on, baby. You got this great body, use it,? the tall one teased.?Yeah,? the other piped in. ?Show us them titties.??Up to you,? the manager offered. ?Have some fun with us and get your car, or come back with the full payment.?Patricia?s mind reeled with mixed feelings, but when the tall one stood right behind her and his hot breath passed over her neck, her arousal went through the roof and her reluctance vanished. The thought of servicing these three horny men actually had turned her on immensely.?Okay, let?s play,? she breathed hoarsely.?Follow me,? the manager replied.