I sucked off a very unpleasant customer when I was 19 [FM]

During my university studies, I was working as a waitress in a hotel bar/restaurant. Most of the time it was a half-time job, but during the summers I was sometimes switching to full time. It was during one of those times when I was working full time that I got the late shift, which was from 4pm to 2am. It was a quiet night, the hotel was almost empty. I expected not to have any customers at the bar, and to be able to study or nap. At midnight my colleague left, and after that I was alone serving at the bar. The hotel night shift receptionist was also supposed to be there, but he was, as usual, napping in the back office.

So basically it was half past midnight, and completely empty and quiet. No customers at the bar. The whole ground floor empty, except for the sleeping receptionist. Maybe 5 rooms occupied in the whole hotel, as he had told me.

And then all of a sudden, a customer appears. He must have come out of one of those 5 occupied rooms. He was 50+ years old, and fat.

He sits at the bar and orders one of the most difficult to make cocktails. I start preparing it, and he is watching me in a bit of a weird, creepy way. I smile at him and say something like “very quiet night” and he asks me to hurry up and if I know what I am doing. It is true that being a waitress is not my main occupation, so I am a bit slow when it comes to cocktails, I have to read the recipe and stuff like that.

I give him the first cocktail (I don’t remember what it was) and he tries it and says “doesn’t taste the way it should but whatever, I’ll drink it.” Then he orders a second cocktail, Sex on the beach, saying “let’s see if at least that one you can make”. I get flustered, but there is nobody to help and nowhere to go, so I start preparing the Sex on the beach. Since I am anxious, I trip a little, at one point of time. He starts making fun of my shoes, saying “why are you wearing so high heels if you cannot walk in them.”

At this point, I explain to him that I am a student, and that being a waitress, preparing cocktails, walking in heels, those are not my main activities. I hope that that would soften him a bit, but it has the opposite effect. He takes out his phone and says “I will take a picture of a waitress who doesn’t know how to do her job. At least the uniform is nicely tight.”

I tell him that he may not take a picture of me, but he does it anyway, several times. I give him the Sex on the beach, and tell him that I have to start closing. He goes to check the closing time and gets mad, saying that it is only 1am and closing time is supposed to be 2am. I say “ok, fine, I’m sorry, what else would you like” and he asks for another Sex on the beach. He says he does it to do me a favor, since I really need the practice.

At this point I wish the night shift receptionist would wake up and help me, but he doesn’t appear. There is just me and the unpleasant customer. He keeps on commenting on my shoes, on my uniform, on my sub-optimal speed at preparing cocktails, on my clumsiness. He seems to be frustrated, and is taking it out on me.

Fast forward, it is 3am, I have closed everything, but he is still there, so I cannot leave for home, and I am very tired. He is doing it on purpose, to stay there and talk unpleasant half-drunk stuff, just to annoy me and keep me stuck there.

So a bit after 3am, he finally leaves towards his room. I follow him to his door. He is surprised and says “what do you want?” I am even more surprised when I say “I’ll give you a blowjob.”

He laughs and lets me into the room. He says that he is not going to pay me. I say I don’t want to be payed. I get down on my knees, on the floor of the hotel room. He leans on the wall and unzips his pants. I take his dick out with my hands, and start caressing it, as well as his balls. He has drunk quite a bit and is not young, so it takes a moment to make him hard. Then I take him in my mouth. It is the first time that I give a blowjob like this, on my knees, and it is weird and uncomfortable. I move my mouth on his dick, and soon he comes. I don’t have a tissue at hand, and I don’t want my uniform getting dirty, so I swallow carefully.

As I am getting up, he tells me that I am kind of weird, but nice to look at. In the same sentence, he asks me for my number. I actually give it to him!

But when the next day he texted me and tried to call me, I didn’t reply.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zdu5gw/i_sucked_off_a_very_unpleasant_customer_when_i