MY MOM PIMPED ME

MY MOM PIMPED ME

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION… ANY IDENTITIES AND /OR SIMILARITIES TO ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE AND THE PREDICTION OF TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENTS IS / ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

I was sow 20, still living at home, still living in sin.

I was in the shower with my mom. We were in the thrall is incest when she pulled her hands off me and said… “Philippe, you need to get a job … Get an elevator attendant job if you have too, what’s wrong with that? It’s not complicated, besides you got to meet new people … I am telling you. No more staying home fornicating with mommy anf her friends … You can have you sex after work if you like, the way you did when you started high school … remember my making sure you got sucked to a limp every day … you like that did’nt you … well there are plenty more women ut there that need you , want you and will pay you to fuck them.”

I said “OK”, . I had more present need that needed attention. I stuffed her head full of fresh of cum. She twirled the gunk in her mouth before swallowing like she did with oysters. She thanked me and said “Let’s go”.

I was soon dressed up and ready to go. I walked to the cafe to peruse the local paper. There was an ad that read “Elevator Attendant Wanted”.

What a coincidence … that ad being in the paper, here, today. I memorized the address and slurped my latte. I left the cafe in search of the address in question. I arrived just after 10 am. I pushed on the buzzer.

It was a big place, with a big sign that read … “The Vagiani”. It was big enough to have a lady cop check me in.

I stated my business, she took my pic. She seemed pleased to see me. I tried to smile a little. She escorted me to the manager’s office.

The door was open, I looked in. The manager lady was seated at her desk. She too, seemed please to see me. “We need someone right away, if you are available” … I said “I guess so … Yes!”

She gave me the list of duties I was supposed to do. It read as follows as follows … Attend to the elevator at least 2 to 4 hours a day.

>>Manager Lady pointed to the list in my hands … “stay in it, ride it, be pleasant, push the buttons … say Hello when they step in … say Thank-You when they step out … Never say goodbye … You must be able to answer all of their questions regarding the building … attend maintenance calls personally. You have to accept parcels for the tenants, store the parcels and deliver the parcels to the tenants’ suites; we get a lot of that … Anything big, you call out for service, there is a binder in the desk drawer. All of our preferred contractors are listed in there”.

I said … “OK”.

>>Manager Lady … “Welcome to the Vagiani … we hope to keep you for a long time.”

I said … “Thank you.”

She pointed to the desk. On it, was a vest with the Vagiani logo embroidered on its left lapel and one its back. There were; a set of keys , an all access keycard and the cell phone on the desk.

She said “Take the keycard , walk around the place, ride the elevator, do the stairs … Find me later so I can put you on the payroll. Believe me you will get well paid, both in money and in nature”.

I said “Yes, mam” I though that the nature part had to do with the tenants giving me cookies to take home for christmas.

I put on the vest, fitted the phone in its left breast pocket, clamped the keyset to my belt, picked the all access keycard and followed the manager lady out of ther office.

As we parted ways she shouter back … “Please, Call me Jennie”.

I headed to the elevator bank. I waved the all access keycard near the call button … the ball rang, the doors parted. I stepped in.

I let the car ride along to see who would step in and from which floor.

The car rode up. A few seconds later, it stopped on the 4th floor. The lady waiting for the car came in. She waited for the doors to close before taking a good look at me.

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“Hi, you must be the new elevator attendant … My name is Cloris … I think you met my mom, she is the manager … I look at you and I can tell … You, will be happu here … My mom, she rents to rich widowed, divorcees and rich widows, & divorcees with with their daughters … like me. Me and my mom… I hope you can stay for a long, long time … That way, we can get to know you … So, do you think I have a nice ass?

She giggled. I could not help myself. I said “Yes … I would love to work here for a long time. My name is Philippe.

The car stopped on the 18th floor. The doors parted, Cloris stepped out . I crowd of young women came in.

I shut up and listened … “Hey look, we got a new guy … I hope he likes my cunt … I bet you he wanna fuck my titis … Take us down to the lobby … Please … I hope he has a big dick … Go ahead, put hour hands on my butt” … on and on it went all the way down to L-1. Once the girls stepped out of the car, I immediately went the manager office.

Cloris had been right. From what I saw so far … the place was all women, except for me. I reckoned I should get my payroll sorted out right now and start collectng my money.

Jennie was on the phone, I say by her desk. She excused herself anf hung-up.

>>Jennie … “Before we do payroll, I must telll you why we really want to hire you”.

I listened to her rambling about having no man. She mentioned knowing my mom, which picked my interest and explained the job posting coincidence. I was surprised to my my personal file open on her desk.

>>Jennie … “I had your file on my desk for 8 days … Your mom, Colette … Tha’ts her name right? … Well, you mom and I planted the ad in the paper and waited for you to fall for the ploy”.

Accordingly to the file, I had been reported as having the sexual prowess of a horse and the charm of a camel. I came in with recommendations and photographic proofs of my sexual skills and abilities … My confidence and competence in sexual performances were reported to be exceptional. So it said in the file.

Jennie did not waste time. She wanted to find out for herself.

>>Jennie … “Your mom and I talked a lot about you … Talk about how much it costs us to have you here, how much we have to pay for you to perform. Your mom said that it will be easy for you to ride the elevator and answer all of the tenants’ calls for maintenance … I believe her, but I still have to verify your credentials for myself. We have to do it before I can start paying you for anything else you may be doing around here”.

I had to prove that I liked to and was able to cum twice … If she sucked me hard enough.

It took 47 minutes. In the end, Jennie found the proof she needed in my 2nd load; which she extracted with expertise and raw intensify.

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On my first day on the job, I came home at about 6:30 pm. From the vestibule I could hear mumbling and giggling emenating off the kitchen, I tip-toed down the hallway until I was close to the kitchen entrance.

There, I listened. My mom was on the speaker phone with Jennie. These 2 were gossiping about me.

“Well Jennie, I am glad Philippe got the job … Oh Jennie, you haven’t seen anything yet … You’ll see, he will exorcise all of your taboos, but it ‘s going to cost you big money … All you have to do is line-up the girls, I mean the women and make them pay to have my son give them the repetitive, permanent and continual orgasmic convulsions you’re all looking for”.

Jennie relied … “Good, and thanks again … Talk to you tomorrow”.

I waited for the “click” from the phone. Once I was sure that she did hang up; I walked in the kitchen nonchalantly. I pretended I gad head nohting.

>>Philippe … “Hi mom … I got a new job … I like it, I think … It’s called Vagiani … The manager lady never mentioned you or anything … She just hired me on the spot … It’s like they want me there … all the time … You know, that place my be a good place for me meet new people like you said .. Heck, I may get some teady hours out of this … They even let me take the keycard home”.

My mom looked. So absorbed she was in herself that she did not see through me andconsequrntly, missed on the lie.

>>Colette … “Oh Baby, mommy loves you so much”.

I knew what that meant. I got the job she wanted me to get. So, I was about to get my reward. I disrobed, laid back on the kitchen island and abandoned my soul to the Cult of Sinful Lust. I let her suck me off for an hour before dinner.

THE NEXT DAY

I came to work just before 8:30 am.

Jennie was not there. I was able to get my gears out of her office without having to see her. Now that I knew what she was all about, I wanted to pace myself.

I put on the vest and started with the elevator attendance. It should be easy. I needed and easy day just to reload.

I used the card and rode the elevator all the way up the floor 28.

There I found a long, curved corridor laced with doors on each side, every 14 meter or so. There must be the larger suites. I walked about leisurely. I looked for a stairwell access to walk down when I heard the “Click” of a door locki opening a few feet behind me.

I turned around to see the door was indeed ajar. A woman peeked through the slit and said.

“Hi, my name is Sophia, you must be Philippe. I saw see you on the corridor cam. I saw you wandering about and I figured, I better call Jennie … told her what I saw … told her that I want to make a maintenance call, this morning, like right now … and guess what, she said … “Yes You Can Have Him until 10 am, 10:30 at the latest” … Soo … D”jou better get in here”.

I said “Yes Mam, if it’s Ok with Jennie … I will do what ever you want me to”

The door opened wider … “would you like to come inside” she asked. I did.

10 am came by rather quickly. There was a ding from the cell phone in my vest confirming that my time here was up. I was needed in the elevator … Attend — Attend — Attend read the text message from Jennie.

I tried to get dressed, but Sophia insisted on sucking me off one more time before I left. I was torn between business and pleasures. I had to consider Siphia’s part in the business, 28th floor and all. She sat on the ottoman, I stood before he and performed as requested.

It was now 11:15 am. I returned to my attendant duty in the elevator. I let it ride. Up an down it went. I paid attention to all the girls and women who stepped into the car.

I knew that in time, I would have to service them all … One maintenance call after the other.

I looked at them riding the elevator with me, listened to their lewd comments … I guessed that the most perverted they sounded, the sooner they would call for maintenance. I let them stare at me the way you do when looking at a fat porc chop in the butcher shop.

However, I paid particular attention when this lady stepped in.

“Oh, Hi … You must be Philippe, I am Analia … I am Jennie’s private secretary. I will be the one scheduling, your appointments and you maintenance calls. I am happy to have met you. I will certainly schedule you for my next personal 100 analingus treatments … you are going to toss my salad … In the meantime and while you are here … Missis Miller called me a few minutes ago, she has already gossiped about you with Jennie. So , anyway, she is a rich drunk widow and she wants to suck the cum out of you, twice . She is in 2801 … I hope you ate your Maca, your Ginseng and double down on your vitamines because, in addition to sucking, she likes video taping … and she absolutely love anal sex … So there you go … “Let her suck and fuck her up the ass” . That’s about all Jennie wanted me to tell you. I’ll see you for lunch”.

I made my way to 2801, which was acroos the Sophia’s place. I was about to knock when I noticed the door was ajar. Now that was another coincidence … Still, I pushed on the door , just a bit, a bell dang, the intercom clicked on. Missis Miller called … “Philippe, is that you?”

I said “Yes missis Miller, I am here … You made a maintenance call ? .. Yes?”

She replied … “Yes, lock the door behind you. Come up here and meet me in the bedroom.”

I thought … “Wow, another two levels penthouse, these girls must have money”.

She had the cam all set up for us … All I had to so is get naked and let her suck.

I must admit that Missis Miller was good to me.

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It was difficult, but I managed to detach myself from Missis Miller.

It was 25 minutes pass noon. I rode the elevator down to the lobby. I walked toward the manager office. On the way, I passed by the copy machine. Analia was there, waiting for me.

She saw me, pushed a button on the copy machine,. She picked up the printed sheets off the tray and handed them over to me.

“There you go” is all she said. I figured this was the list of me next maintenance calls.

Jennie came out of the manager. She too walked by the copy machine.. “Lets go for lunch” is what she said.

Jennie insisted that I ate Maca, ginseng and 2 multi-vitamines tablets with my meal. Jennie and Analia spent most of their lunch time talking about me and what they wanted me to do in the weeks ahead.

Jennie said “Today is Friday. Philippe, you go home. Go to your mother … Take the printout with you so you’ll know what to do on Monday.”

I said “Yes Jennie”.

Analia took an envelope out of her purse. She passed to me and said … “We figured $3000 tip in cash should tie you over the weekend … I’ll do your payroll next week.”

I said “ Thank you Analia”.

To be polite I asked … “Is there anything you 2 need me to do before I excuse myself ?”

Jennie and Analia looked at each other. They giggled. Analia pushed me away like I was leftover food … “Go home Philippe, you’ll find something to do over there.”

I took the envelope, stopped at the manager office to drop my gears and went home.

I arrived at about 3 pm. I tip-toed in. I froze, held my breath and listened. Once again I could heat the murmurs, the snickering, the giggles; but this time th sounds emanated from the living room.

I went in and “Oh My God”. There were 4 women sitting there with my mom … the 5 of them stopped talking as soon as they saw me come in.

I told my mom, “I am sorry, I did not know you had company. I can come back later … Go for a walk or something.”

My mom said … “NO … Philippe, we want you to masturbate over the leftover pieces of cake … We will share the pieces amongst us”.

I said “Yes Mother”.

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