The Whore – Skip the Dates and Go Straight to the Money

It had always been a daring prospect. What if you threw it all in and actually got paid for all those dates, all those witty conversations and the hours spent flirting. Not to mention the mediocre unsatisfying sex that often followed, of which you can actually have had too much, far too much to warrant only the reward of a $200 sushi dinner and couple of glasses of wine.

Paying For It

Men say they don’t pay for it. Some even have a mantra that they would never pay for it.

What a total fucking lie!

They spend their entire lives paying for the warm hole they want to stick their dick into. Why not simply be honest about it, why not just skip the dinner and the illusion and simply pay the bill. Her bill.

So one day I did just that.
How? Well that was easy. I had been approached many times in hotels whilst on business, at train stations, in cafes, simply handed hotel room key cards. That was nothing new. All the time thinking, “Fuck you, for thinking you can have me for free or for a cheap bottle of mini bar wine, who exactly do you think you are?”

The First Time

So I donned a mini dress, some fake lashes, high heels and fish-net stockings. All but for the stockings it was a “normal” date outfit.
Gucci clutch in hand I sat myself at the bar of the most expensive hotel in town. It did not take long for the first offer of a drink.

He was a total silver fox. I turned on the flirt. I would have done it even without my newfound mission. He was exactly my type…
A glass of champagne, ok maybe 2 later, with this handsome Norwegian CEO, after just enough bubble induced courage, I turned to him and said. “I must fix my lipstick. I would love to see you again, leave the room key on the bar, it is €2000 for the evening“.

Not expecting any result I walked to the bathroom. Almost high and feeling very sexy and alive I took my time reapplying my lipstick and adding perfume to unexpected places on my body.

I walked back to the bar. A key card inside a paper wallet was waiting for me where I had just sat, next to a fresh drink with a napkin underneath that said “Kristian”. So I had his name and the key to his room.

I was high. Could I do it? I was already doing it. The transaction had been initiated.
Dizzy and in shock at my own behavior I downed the drink, snatched up the card and headed to the fifth floor – quickly, before I lost my nerve.

Knock, knock, knock….I slipped in the card and opened the door. He was already standing on the other side of it, huge smile on his face. He confidentially pulled me into the room and kissed me passionately, the way a lover should. He then moved away slightly to look me in the eye and said “I wanted to do that the moment I saw you“… this time, I could not help but smile.

He took my bag, opened it, reached into his pocket and put a small packet of cash inside. He handed it back to me, I opened it and whilst he watched me with tension in his body, retrieved a condom and placed it by the bed, before kissing him again, this time at my own initiative. The deal had been done.

He then asked me to get onto the bed and he lowered himself onto me and whispered, “I am going to consume you very slowly, you are mine”. And technically I was, he had just bought me.

I could already feel how this realization was turning me on. I was wet though my black lace underwear and when he moved his hand under my dress and felt it, I could hear the extent of his pleasure that my wetness had inspired. He moved his fingers over my swollen clit, then moved them to his mouth and tasted me. I breathed so heavily, the moan that followed was completely involuntary.

He kissed me deeply and hard and pushed his body against mine. I could feel how painfully hard he had become. He directed me to stand. He stood behind me undoing the zip of my dress. It fell to the ground. I could hear the bed move behind me and knew he was laying down assessing the view from behind. “Remove your panties slowly,” came the command. I did what I was told. “Now bend over” – again I complied with the request.

Part 2 coming soon…


Scarlett

Author: Scarlett

Scarlett is naughty by nature! She brings to life the ultimate girlfriend experience and loves to overshare. Behind the refined and polished exterior is one wild girl looking for love and life with just the right amount of crazy.

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