"A middle-aged woman pays for the companionship she prefers."
It took me a long time to find Chase. My inquiries into hiring a male escort had to be discreet, especially since he wouldn't be escorting me anywhere except the bedroom. More than once, I thought I'd finally found someone...
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
The Present...I'm late...I'm late...I'm late...I'm so late! That thread kept repeating in my head over and over again as I waited for the elevator. I'd just left the office of my last client of the day. An appointment usually lasts for...
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
Chapter Seven...The Present...Leaning over the sink to get a better look at my face in the mirror, I used a damp washcloth to remove the last traces of cum from my face. Why some men liked to come on my...
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
Chapter ThreeNine Months Past...I'd been meeting with clients for a couple of weeks when I got a text from Marla asking for a face-to-face after satisfying my last client. Marla had been great about letting me stash newly bought clothes...
"Sometimes, it's all about how you earn success!"
CHAPTER ONE...The Present... The cold, wet washcloth between my legs felt good against my used and slightly bruised pussy lips. 'Just-Call-Me-Jim' had been a vigorous lover. Looking into the bathroom mirror, I couldn't see any more cum on my pussy and...
"A fun evening at my final destination."
Never having been in a truck stop, I had no clue where the showers were. I had to ask the cashier in the restaurant where I should go. She directed me to the Fuel Desk. I am a fairly intelligent...
"I finally got to pole dance in The Lust Lounge, then a biker fell in love with me. My history always catches up with me, and things get burning hot. Hotter than I can handle."
Neon lights flashed across the car park, their glow reflected in the shiny puddles. I got a sense someone was watching. It was probably a perv, I thought, as I pulled my beautiful breasts out of my vest. The smoking...
"Bob in Africa meets Mary on Bamburi Beach"
Bob had been in Africa for several months. Travelling by land in Africa is hard and takes it out of you in spades; he was tired and jaded. And Bob was also fucking horny. He hadn't had a sniff of...
"Things are getting rough for me working the street corner, but is my big black saviour all he seems? How long can I keep prostituting myself before the law catches up with me…"
Squatting down, I pulled the used condom out of my wet pussy. There was spunk in the end of it. The punter must have been in a hurry, I thought to myself with a chuckle. I looked around, but the...
"My last time as a prostitute ends with entaining five men"
Master and I were eating dinner I had cooked for us when his burner cell phone rang. He was sitting at the dinette table in his kitchen and I was kneeling at his feet eating my dinner from the plate...