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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Hi all
I found this on my lappy, I started writing it years ago with a couple of short true stories which I may post at a later date if there's interest.
Pls forgive the amateur style.
THE NAUGHTY GIRL
I'd decided to take a different route home from work for a change of scenery, only this route took me through a couple of shall we say seedier streets. as I was walking I noticed a couple of cars stop opposite the ladies that frequented this area and they were in varying states of dress or undress depending on how you look at it, and after a very short exchange of words they got into the cars. I noticed a very big posh looking black car on the other side of the road but the car was going rather slow, it picked up speed and pulled off down the street. I kept on walking and Then a car pulls up next to me and the window was wound down it was the same big black car I watched pull off barely a minute ago, a very handsome rather rugged looking man then asked me how much, I was gob smacked! Of course told him to get lost I’m not interested (in my head anyway) but the words that actually came out of my mouth were “you can’t afford me honey" and I laughed as I carried on walking, my face was bright red and I was blushing but I wasn’t sure why.
This obviously did not deter him as he pulled alongside me and matched my speed, and again asked me how much? “i9’ve told you, you can’t afford me” I said as I continued walking, trying to ignore the hot flush that had suddenly come over me. Thinking about the idea of being paid to do what I enjoy doing with my husband, and the fact that I could feel a damp patch expanding in my knickers just would not let me think straight.
You have no idea what I can afford darling, how about three?
Three what?
Three hundred quid, what do think I meant?
Three hundred for how long? I couldn’t believe what I was saying but I kept on walking as he drove at the same pace as me.
Two hours I think that’s fair!
You’re having g a laugh it would cost you at least five! What the hell was I saying there words just kept coming out but it was not what I was saying in my mind!
Deal then, five hundred for two hours with you. Are you going to get in then as I have a –place just around the corner?
I stopped walking and moved towards the car wondering what the hell I was doing, and then thought about the money. I mean c’mon five hundred quid for having sex! I must be mad but my legs seemed to have a mind of their own as I opened the rear door to the big black car and got in.
The drive was short, to a rather more affluent part of the town. Hr turned to say he had an apartment nearby but that’s all he said, the journey was mostly in silence. It just gave my time to let the panic kick in! But on the other hand my panties were soaking with my juices at the thoughy of being paid, being taken and then being cast aside by this ruggedly handsome stranger. Then I remembered my husband, what the fuck was I doing and how the hell was I going to explain this away? Then he turned an smiled and said we were there. I didn’t even see us pull in. we got out and walked to lift and I noticed he pressed the button to the top floor, he just smiled at me but he never said a word all the way to the top. And then the lift stopped and we exited into a large and sumptuous hall area, Christ it was big. He used a key card to enter into a very large apartment and I followed him in, it was beautiful, huge, and spacious and with an obvious woman’s touch. As I entered I felt my nerves come back, and my mystery man just disappeared into the large apartment leaving me trailing behind him.
He came out of a side room startling me as I was in a little bit of a daze. He apologised and held his hand out, it was full of cash. “I thought you might want to get this out of the way first” he said as he pushed the cash towards me, I just looked at him stunned was I really going to do this, was I really going to let a complete stranger take me for money. This was my only chance to back out and run, to just apologise and say i'm sorry but I cant. But instead I found myself reaching out and taking the money, all five hundred pounds of it. Cash. That’s more than I make in a week! “You can count if you like, its all there though”. I put the money in my purse and he moved around behind me.
I could feel him breathing me in, his breath on my neck, but I didn’t know what to do, so I just stood there and let him get on with what ever he wanted to do, after all I was his to do with whatever he wants with for the next two hours at least. I felt his hands on my shoulders then his lips on my neck, but his lips were so soft and gentle, like I was being touched by feather almost. I didn’t expect him to be so soft, not sure what I was expecting but my eyes closed as I felt shivers running down my back as I leaned back into him.
As I did, I could smell him, a sort of sweet and dark musky, masculine smell that I have to say was rather alluring to my senses.
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