Story Code:

M/F,

MM/F,

Rom,

Prostitution,

Oral,

Deep Throat, Size

We drove away from Victoria's house, I tried to call my half-brother Cameron, the Lord Westerdale, but his phone was busy and I got redirected to his voice mail, "Cameron, it's Robert here, call me as soon as you can, I've got good news!"

I wanted to tell Cameron as soon as I could about what had happened in Victoria's bedroom just minutes earlier, he was my older brother, well, half-brother and he'd asked me for a rare favour, in all honesty it was usually me that needed the favours. I was Cameron's half-brother and by rights I should have been at least been an Honourable but our father took his pleasure of a chamber maid and she was sent away to have me and I was never 'Recognised' officially by our father. My dad did give me a shit load of properties so that I'd never be short of money. The houses didn't cost my father very much in real terms, he used various shell companies to build six hundred large detached properties on one of his fields close to Middlesbrough. Dad was good at inventive shenanigans and he managed to have one of his companies go broke after taking sixty properties up as high as the ridge tiles and then declared bankruptcy.

There was a convoluted paper trail that lead eventually to my office door, on paper I owned the materials that had been used to build the properties and a contract that said that if I wasn't paid for the materials by the first of September then the land and houses would be forfeited to me. Sixty properties at a rental of a little over six hundred pounds a month on average gave me an income of around a half a million pounds a year. More than enough for anyone ordinarily but I was ambitious, or greedy. I put three women into each of three of my larger houses to work as prostitutes and I took fifty percent of their proceeds.

No! I wasn't a pimp, I was just a landlord, I didn't pressurise the girls, I wasn't violent, I didn't even call on the girls at the houses. I just came to an agreement that the girls would aim for five customers a day, five days a week and at that time they were earning sixty pounds for full sex so I set my share at seven hundred and fifty pounds a week, some weeks they won and earned far more and some weeks they earned a little less but I took my seven hundred and fifty every week, well, actually, under EU directive I had to give the girls at least two weeks holiday but I gave then four weeks holiday so I actually only took thirty-six thousand pounds a year from each of the girls.

I took a generous salary, naturally but I reinvested as much money as I could into more properties, I bought cheap properties in the worst areas and filled them with prostitutes or converted Victorian houses into bedsits to maximise asset gearing...

My phone rang, "Hello Crossley Property Management, Robert ... Oh hi Cameron, just wanted to let you know that your boy Donald has done an outstanding job with Victoria. She's just taken, oh, hold on a moment, I'm out delivering advertising cards to my girls in Ormesby and I can see another working girl's house. I told Victoria that Sheila had moved from her house to number one Endeavour Drive and I can see Victoria standing on the corner opposite Sheila watching a punter going through the motions."

"Did you manage to get into her knickers though?"

"Cameron, does the Pope shit in the woods?"

"How was she?"

"Well, I gave her a pint of cider with treble vodka in it but I think that was a waste of money, it did confuse her a little but that soon wore off. I told Latka to make a cup of coffee but to keep his eye on us while the kettle boiled and if I was having difficulties with Vicky he was to bring in two cups of coffee and take his own out to the car but if things went so well so early that Latka stripped off on the landing and brought three cups into us and Victoria didn't even bat an eyelid. I fucked her cunt while Latka fucked her mouth, he got his monster cock all the way down her throat, he crushed her voice box so badly that she couldn't talk for an hour after but she still sucked me off after Latka fucked her cunt. She didn't look the least bit uncomfortable when we sat around in the nude while Latka recovered..."

I saw a car drive slowly down Endeavour Drive, he slowed right down and looked over at number one and when he saw that Sheila's red light was off he drove past slowly, turning into the left hand spur.

"Hey, you're not going to believe this but Victoria's just seen a punter drive past number one, it's obvious, even to an innocent like Vicky that the guy's a punter looking for business and Victoria's just turned on her heels..."

Latka looked over his shoulder, "Should I drive back round to Endeavour Drive boss?"

"Yes, good idea Latka."

Latka turned the car on a sixpence and sped off after the punter and the lamb!

"I'm hoping that Victoria's taken the bait and will look after the punter."

"Wow! This is going better than I ever thought possible Robert, I've got another call coming in, I'll call you back in a minute."

We arrived at the end of Endeavour Drive just as Victoria walked past the punter's car, she looked over at the driver while he was checking to the right of the 'T' junction so he missed her looking but he still followed her to the left very slowly. Latka raced down to the 'T' junction and we watched as Vicky disappeared from view down the access drive she shared with three other houses. The punter stopped across the end of her drive watching as she walked to her front door, the punter turned around and looked like he was about to drive away but Latka put our car in front of him just past the end of Victoria's drive.

I got out of the back of the car and walked over to the driver, "You looking for a woman?"

He looked totally shocked at my question but he nodded his head.

"Well, that woman you were following is wavering on the point of becoming a sex worker. She just needs her first offer from a customer to tip her over the edge. You leave your back window open a slit and if you crack her I'll pop this envelope through your rear window!"

I opened the envelope and showed him that it contained seventy pounds. He grinned at me, he realised that I was offering to fund his fuck with a woman that he'd already decided he wanted to fuck. I watched as he knocked on Vicky's front door and the faltering conversation the two of them had on the doorstep, Vicky walked away but left the front door open, the punter ran back to his car and opened the boot.

"Hey mister I hope you've got some condoms in your pocket because the only stumbling block is that she doesn't have any condoms at the moment."

"Latka, I need a box of condoms!"

Latka opened the glove box and took out a box of ten condoms, Latka handed the condoms to me and I ripped the cellophane wrapper off and took a single condom out of the box. The punter's face dropped but lightened up again when I put one condom into my jacket pocket and handed him the other nine in the box, "Hey, leave the box with her when you've finished and make a big thing about looking for crabs on her bush, tell her that you prefer a shaved woman, tell her that there's less chance of catching crabs off of sexual partners."

"She doesn't does..."

"No she's clean, she's brand new to the game, you'll be her first cash customer. Play nicely, my man here has your car registration and if you put her off becoming a prostitute Latka will be happy to explain to you just how unhappy I'd be! And this conversation never happened...Right!""

The punter went off a very happy man and I watched the front door close behind him.

I waited for five minutes; I saw a flash of blue through the window in the door, the same blue as Vicky's dress. 'She's taking him up to the bedroom, BINGO, we have liftoff.'

I watched as Vicky's head passed the bedroom window and the punter stopped short, he was at the left hand side of the bed and she had walked over to the right. I saw her pull her dress over her head, no bra, that was certainly unusual and from where the punter was looking and the smile on his face I guessed that she'd been out without her panties on as well.

I watched Vicky disappear from view, she's on the bed, then he was naked and kneeling on the bed, her head bobbed back into view and he was looking down at his cock, 'She's rolling a condom down over his cock now'

Vicky's head disappeared again and he shuffled over to the middle of the bed. I saw her foot appear in the window on his right hand side and he took a hold of it and moved it across his chest and over to his left hand side and then he leaned forward, he didn't disappear completely but I could see the back of his head rocking back and forth as he fucked her.

"Come on Latka, we'd better go."

My telephone rang, "Westerdale, glad you got back to me, she's doing the business, I can see the guy fuclimg her through her bedroom window even as we speak...You should get into her knickers before she becomes too busy... She's a noisy cow when her mouth isn't full of cock."

I lay on the bed and watched him get undressed, the curtains wide open, I'd seen Sheila close her bedroom curtains when she took her customer up to the bedroom, I guess that was 'normal' for a working girl but I actually loved watching men getting undressed, loved that first view of his cock, compare its size while flaccid and again when fully hard, see how he compared to other naked men I'd seen. I went to pass him a condom...

"As this is your first time with a paying customer I think I should give you a few tips:

Never let the customer put the condom on himself.

If you have to use his condom, check the foil wrapper carefully, look for cuts, nicks or pinholes.

It's your job to get him hard, we call it fluffing-up.

Get the money first and put it out of sight.

Shave your pussy clean as soon as you can, keep it as smooth as a baby's bottom.

There are several reasons for keeping your cunt clean shaven. Lots of men have a fantasy of fucking a girl who's too young to grow pubs but most prefer to see that there are no pubic lice down there, no punter wants to cross infest his wife back home."

So far the only man who hadn't told me to shave off my pussy was Donald but I guess he thought he was the only one using my honey pot at the moment, I could see that it would make sense for me to shave, all four men to fuck me so far in my life had full pubic bushes and I hadn't taken the trouble to inspect any of them, my own bush could already be a breeding ground for all kinds of parasites.

I unwrapped the condom and rubbed his cock a few times to get it fully hard before rolling the condom down over it. I smiled up at him as he handed over seventy pounds which I dropped into the drawer in my bedside cabinet before he climbed between my thighs and began fucking me.

"Huh...can...I...huh...kiss...you...huh...as...huh...we...huh...fuck?"

I nodded my head. 'Hell, kissing is the best part of fucking...well, perhaps not THE best thing but it certainly improves the act, I wonder why he felt the need to ask permission?'

I hadn't asked his name, I didn't really want to know it either unless he became a regular customer, if I keep doing...being a prostitute that is. He was unremarkable, his cock was the smallest of the men who'd fucked me so far, when flaccid it was hardly an inch long and only around five inches when fully erect, he was so small that I could hardly feel him in my cunt, mind you that could be more to do with the fact that less than an hour earlier Latka had stretched me wider than I'd been since Sarah's head slipped down.

'Hell it isn't his fault that I can't feel him in me very well, I guess there was one rule he didn't tell me about, it's obviously the prostitute's job to fake it if the man doesn't do it for her or he'll never come back. It must have felt like he was fucking a wet fish!'

I lifted my legs and hooked my feet across his buttocks and then I started to pull him into me faster and harder and as I pulled him down it lifted me up, changed the angle of attack of his cock and I had a genuine orgasm, just a little effort on my part had improved my own pleasure and as he fired off the moment that I orgasmed it obviously had a beneficial effect on him too.

As he climaxed, his body collapsed on top of mine and he gasped for air as he withdrew his cock from my cunt. I reached down and found his cock, I pulled the condom off of his cock and quickly tied a knot in the open end but as I had no bin in my room I had to throw it onto the floor.

He smiled down at me, "You got any tissues?"

"Just toilet paper in the bathroom."

He left me to run into the bathroom, he had a wad of toilet paper in each hand when he returned a minute later, he handed me one handful and used the other to wipe around his cock while I wiped between my legs. 'I'll need to pop into town and buy condoms, a small bin and a box of tissues.'

Again, as I didn't have a bin I had to throw the messy tissues onto the floor at the side of the bed on top of the waiting condom, he checked his watch, "You got to go?"

"I've got about ten minutes."

"Want to cuddle before you have to go?"

He pulled his head back quickly; he had a shocked look on his face, "Shit, did I say something wrong?"

"Well, in a way, you should have said something like, 'Thanks for cumming now get the hell out so I can earn more money!' but as far as I'm concerned it makes a change to cuddle a...working girl after the transaction had been completed."

I pulled the bedclothes up over my body and then invited him to join me in the bed and we kissed and cuddled for nine of his available ten minutes. I pulled my dressing gown on and watched him as he finished getting dressed. I went to the front door with him and watched as he ran to his car, he opened the rear door and took out an envelope, he checked the content of the envelope and then pushed it into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. He smiled at me and then jumped into the front seat and drove away.

I saw another car pull down to the end of the road and the driver turned using the driveway of the house opposite. The driver spent ages with his turn, this didn't seem at all unusual to me, in the month that I'd lived in the new house I'd seen literally hundreds of cars turning in our drive or the drive of the house across the road, in the past I'd put that down to the confusing way they'd built the estate, lots of twisting and turning roads that never led to anywhere so I had just assumed that I kept seeing men who were lost and trying to find their way out, the few times I'd watched the goings on the car often drove straight past the right turn and the road out of the estate and they just had to turn around all over again and they usually took the right turn...or rather the left turn to freedom.

The driver of the turning car stopped in the middle of the road, he wound his window down and smiled at me, I returned his smile, he nodded his head, I shrugged my shoulders and he parked in the spot that my previous lover had just left. He bounded up the road and stopped a foot away from me, he looked both ways before saying, "You looking for business?"

"What're you looking for?"

He looked all around again and then he took one of the advertising cards from his back pocket, a totally different girl's name, the background colour was different as was the photograph but everything else was exactly the same as Vanessa's and Sheila's cards. He pointed to full sex with a condom for seventy-five pounds line. I nodded my head and stepped back away from the front door.

We went straight up to my bedroom, I undressed him first and then myself, he looked at my bushy pussy mound and looked slightly worried but when I held out my hand for the money he just shrugged his shoulders and handed over the cash which I deposited in my bedside cabinet's drawer and pulled out a condom.

Okay this is freaky, just like the guy before him, he was flaccid. Now I'd have thought that a man would have to be horny to want to visit a prostitute, so how come both men had flaccid cocks when they were naked with a naked woman in front of them? I 'Fluffed' his cock up and rolled the condom down his shaft.

Straight missionary sex, he kissed and bit around my neck and down over my breasts as he humped into me. Once again I was just lying there taking his cock with little effect; I heard the sound of another car turning in the road outside before driving off. I followed the sound of the car in my mind. The car drove past the right turn and was almost out of hearing as it turned at the other end of the street, then I followed it as it drove back towards my end of the street. The car stopped, in my mind it was at the turning to leave the area, it stopped for two minutes before turning and the sound of his engine wound up as he drove away quickly.

I considered that I'd given him enough time for his exercising; he was working hard, his sweat dripping from his body onto mine. I lifted my legs, hooked my feet together again and spurred him and myself on. As soon as I reached my orgasm he gasped in time with me and filled his condom.

He wasn't as speedy pulling his filled condom out of my cunt so I had to reach between us and pull him out, holding on to the ring of rubber to stop the condom slipping off of his cock and remaining inside my cunt. I'd never seen anyone so sweaty after sex, it looked more like he'd run a marathon than spent fifteen minutes fucking a woman.

"You want to have a shower?"

"Will you come in with me?"

I slipped off of the bed and almost dragged him off the bed after me. The shower cubicle was large enough that the two of us could easily shower together without really having to get overly close, obviously Sheila had paid extra to have a shower that large installed so she could use it to shower with her customers.

As I was saying goodbye to my second customer in my new profession as a prostitute another two cars were following each other down my road. This time, instead of waiting on the doorstep I closed my front door, collected a carrier bag and went up to my bedroom and gathered up two condoms and a pile of toilet tissues covered in sperm and fanny juice.

I made myself a quick cup of coffee and pondered my first two customers as a prostitute. Well, the first plus-point was that if I'd charged the first customer full price I'd have earned one hundred and fifty pounds in just ninety minutes. The government gave me that much for Sarah and me to live on for two weeks. My first experience of 'Pay for play' hadn't been at all bad, in fact with very little effort on my part I'd managed to have my own pleasure as well as give the man his. I'd have to say that from my first two customers my experience was so positive that I'd happily carry on doing it.

I dressed and went on the walk that I'd started out on when I'd been tempted by the man looking for sex. At the corner opposite number one Endeavour Drive I watched a man leave Sheila's house and get into a silver Audi. Sheila didn't come out but as soon as the car started to roll away from the curb the red bulb began to glow. There was a car on Endeavour Drive that had driven all the way down to my house and returned slowly and his slow driving paid off because he took the space that the Audi had been in before the exhaust smoke had dissipated. I watched the negotiations between Sheila and the punter on her doorstep and the man went in.

I saw another car waiting for the Audi to pull out on Ainstable Road before turning in. The driver banged his fist on his steering wheel when he saw the other man take his place in front of number one. He just sat there as I walked along Ainstable Road towards Middlesbrough. Five minutes later that same car slowed at my side and the driver wound down the passenger's window, "You looking for business love?"

I could see how the local women who weren't into selling their bodies could feel very intimidated having strangers stopping them in the street but it was a sad necessity in a country where most women don't give their husbands enough sex. I stopped and smiled at him, "I'm sorry love but I'm off to town on a shopping trip.

"I could give you a lift into town for hand relief!"

I weighed it up; most people would say a woman was mad to get into a stranger's car with him but then I'd just allowed two strangers to come into my house, into my bedroom and into my body so I jumped into the front of his car.

I'll drive to the multi-story car park and then you can give me hand relief, okay?"

I nodded my head. We made small talk on the way into town, "Usually oral sex is ten pounds more than hand relief, if I give you a tenner will you give me oral sex in the car park?"

"Okay!"

He drove to the very top of the car park and pulled up as far away from the lift as he could get. He parked head on to the wall with two clear spaces on each side of him so that once I went to work he'd be able to see if anyone came close to us.

We moved into the back seat and I took his cock out of his trousers and as I checked around his cockhead for cuts or blemishes he wriggled his trousers down to his knees and his hand pressed on the back of my head, pushing my face down into his crotch. As I was sucking his cock I spotted something at the base of the hair surrounding his cock, he had an infestation of crab-lice so I finished him off quickly, drinking his spunk down as quickly as I could.

I went into the main chemist in the town centre and asked the pharmacist if he had anything to get rid of body lice and crabs. Actually I was more embarrassed asking for that than I'd been having sex for cash with total strangers. I also tried to buy ten boxes of condoms but the chemist suggested that I visit the local clinic, "Ten boxes of condoms will cost sixty-five pounds, the clinic will give you a prescription for a box of one hundred and forty-four condoms and they'll cost you less than nine pounds, that's if you pay for your prescriptions."

He was right, being unemployed meant that I didn't even have to pay for my prescriptions so the main tools of my trade would come for free. I did buy depilatory cream, tissues and baby wipes from him as well as the nit-lice shampoo.

I went to visit the clinic before I went shopping for a small litter bin. The nurses in the clinic didn't bat an eyelid when I walked in without an appointment. They didn't make appointments; they just saw everyone that turned up as quickly as they could. To get my prescription for condoms I had to suffer an examination, I had to let the nurse swab my vagina and inside my nose, I have no idea why the nurse needed to do that. I also had to give a blood test and agree to return the following week for a follow-up to see if they found any problems.

I caught the bus home because I had a packing case full of condoms, a bin and a carrier bag full of other supplies. From the bus I could see eight cars aimlessly driving up and down the side roads off of Ainstable Road. An elderly woman sitting behind me said to her friend sitting next to her, "It's the same every Thursday and most Fridays, men desperately searching out a prossies all day."

"Well, there are more and more women moving down here from the red light district, at least they don't stand on street corners over here so the men don't bother people just walking about innocently."

"Yes, I've noticed that there's always a few men in cars hunting around at all times of the day and night and the telephone box has more and more of the girl's advertising cards in there every day."

"I've heard that the boys at Unity City School are using the cards like football cards, collecting sets and swapping with other boys when they have two of one woman's cards."

I left my seat as the bus approached my stop and I pressed the bell-push. Sarah was just walking past the bus stop as I got off the bus, she was walking with two boys and a girl, I was about to call her name but when I saw the boy try to take a hold of her hand I changed my mind, she pushed his hand away just as the other boy kissed the second girl, she didn't push him away.

"See Sarah, Amanda doesn't mind kissing Raffie, come on, give me a little kiss!"

He turned his face towards Sarah and puckered his lips, he wasn't English, he looked like an Arab or a Greek, olive skin and black oily hair, Sarah turned to look at her friend Amanda kissing the other boy who looked like he could be a twin of the boy trying to kiss Sarah. Sarah turned to face the puckered lips of the boy at her side, I could see that she was about to kiss the boy when she spotted me two feet behind them, she ducked out of the boy's grasp, "Hi mum, where've you been?"

"Just into town to pick a few things up."

The boy that had tried to kiss Sarah turned to face me, he reached out his hands and said, "Good afternoon Mrs Hughes, may I carry your packages for you?"

"No thanks...erm!"

"I'm Jamal, that's my twin brother Raffie and his girlfriend Amanda."

I carried my own packages, I didn't want any of the children to see the mega-box of condoms and the lice shampoo inside. We all walked together down to our house, Jamal was kicking at stones on the driveway as I searched for my front door keys. I went inside and Sarah hung back to say goodbye to her friends. Jamal wanted a kiss but Sarah wouldn't give him one, she kept looking toward the open front door as I busied myself putting my new purchases where I needed them.

Once Sarah came in I said, "What was the problem, don't you like Jamal, all he wanted was a kiss!"

"No mum, that's not all he wants, him and his brother are only interested in one thing, I wouldn't have even walked with them if it wasn't for Amanda asking me too."

"Oh, I thought you were about to kiss him until you saw me."

"He'd been on at me all the way from school to just give him one kiss, I thought if I kissed him out on Ainstable Road he might not follow me all the way home. But I know that if I kissed him once today he'd just want more tomorrow."

All evening long I could hear the comings and goings of cars outside the house, men looking for pussy and willing to pay to use it. Sarah actually asked if we could go for a walk before bed, we could walk for quite a distance without going out onto the road through the parks at the rear of our house.

Because of the way our estate was laid out we often got glimpses of cars driving up and down apparently aimlessly but they always seemed to be drawn towards a red light above a front door. Sarah watched one car stop outside a house with the red light turned on and then a moment later the light went out, Sarah looked over at me, "You know what that was?"

"Well, I'd say that a man and a woman have just 'Hooked up' for a little fun."

"She's a prostitute and he's a customer. Apparently men come from all over the North East of England because the police turn a blind eye to prostitution around here so long as the men don't make a nuisance of themselves."

Sarah led us out onto the main road and cars started to drive down past us, slowing as they past, I looked over at the driver of the first car, Sarah gritted her teeth, "Don't look at the driver mum, that will only encourage him to stop and talk to you!"

Sarah was right, a few feet further along the road the car stopped, and the driver stepped out, he was leaning against the front wing of his car as we got alongside his car.

"Evening ladies, looking for a little fun tonight?"

I had my arm linked through Sarah's arm, I felt her body stiffen, she was about to launch a verbal attack on the man, I felt her filling her lungs in preparation when I stepped in, "Sorry love but we're just out for a walk, some other time perhaps!"

Sarah deflated, she looked at my face and then at the man, he was smiling at me because he'd got a reaction that he wasn't expecting, "Well, I guess that I'm all out of luck tonight, you two aren't interested and ..." he checked his watch, "...most of the girls around here turn their lights off around about now and that only leaves the Douglas Street, I think that I'd prefer a coffee and a chat rather than go over there!"

He saw the look on Sarah's face and he laughed out loud, "So girls, care to invite a frustrated stranger home for a coffee and a chat?"

Sarah got her answer in quicker than mine, I was going to say no thanks but Sarah said, "Past my bed time sorry, I've got school tomorrow."

"School! How old are you?"

"Thirteen."

He looked from Sarah's face to mine, "What about you darling, do you have school tomorrow too?"

"No, I'm the mum, no school, actually, no work at the moment either."

"Okay then, invite me home for a coffee and a chat, I promise I'll behave myself...honestly!"

Sarah pulled me away from the man, "Mum, you should have a coffee and a chat with him, the only man you've seen since dad died is Donald and he's a married man so nothing..."

I must have looked shocked because she stopped for a moment, "...I know all about you and Donald, I know that tomorrow, as soon as Donald sees me heading off for school he'll pop out of hiding at the other end of the road. Two weeks ago I realised that I'd forgotten my maths homework so I came back home, Donald hadn't passed me out on Endeavour Drive but his Land Rover was on our drive by the time I walked back and you never even heard me come up to my bedroom because you guys were making too much noise. I checked again last Friday and the two of you were at it again."

I shook my head, Donald thought he'd been so clever but Sarah had still caught us out.

"I think it's great, I think that you really need to practice, you never had the chance to experience courting when you were my age, hell, you were already pregnant by my age. He won't be any good for you, he uses prostitutes so you'd never be able to trust him, he's probably married like Donald is, he probably doesn't have four kids like Donald though."

Sarah walked up to the man, "My mum will make you a coffee, carry on along here, first left, second left and then last house on the left, we'll take the path and get there just a little after you."

He laughed again, "Well that's a first for me, a daughter making a play date for her mother!"

Sarah's hands both went onto her hips, "Not a play date, just coffee and a chat, that's all!"

He drove off and we took the path, "I don't think he'll be there Sarah, if he's horny and looking for sex with a prostitute he won't want to settle for a coffee and a chat."

"He'll be hopeful, he'll think that if he plays his cards right that he'll get more than a coffee and a chat. And if you want my advice, if you had a condom, you should let him, if he wants to pay for it charge him seventy-five pounds for sex, that's the going rate!"

"Sarah!"

"Mum"

He was there, sitting in his car and he was parked in the space that my earlier customers had used earlier in the day.

When he saw us emerge from the footpath at the end of the road he jumped out of his car and walked over to us, "You know I seriously thought that you were pulling my leg, usually if a man approached a woman in the street and she isn't a working girl they scream police at the top of their lungs."

I gestured with my head towards the front door, "You'll have to excuse the mess!"

I put the coffee on and Sarah had a glass of milk and a cookie, she sat in the living room talking to the man while she drank her milk before she went to have her shower and get changed for bed.

We were sitting opposite each other in the lounge with our cups of coffee in the low table between us when Sarah came down wearing just her nighty with nothing on under it, she kissed me good night and then kissed him on his cheek and as she kissed him he patted her bottom, she looked over at me and raised her eyebrows before leaving us alone, closing the living room door as she left.

"She's very grown up for her age!"

"Too grown up for her own good, I blame the city, when I was her age we had a middle school close to ..." I was going to say the manor but changed my mind, "... where I lived out in the country but they closed down all of the small schools and opened the Academy here in Middlesbrough. I mean, when I was thirteen I'd never heard of prostitutes, this evening Sarah was giving me a lecture on how the whole prostitute thing works."

"Well, this is the internet age, kids today see far more of life, red in tooth and claw, than we ever did growing up."

"She told me that you wouldn't be satisfied with just a coffee and a chat."

"Did she, and what did she advise you to do about it?"

"She told me to dig up a condom and charge you seventy-five quid for a bunk-up!"

"Sensible girl, never give anything away if you can get money for it."

I picked up my cup and took a sip while watching him over the lip of the cup. He shuffled forward in his seat. He was obviously mulling his next action over in his head before he made his move. He shuffled forward a little more, "What about if we have a little kiss and cuddle first and if you like what you see, then you can look to see if you have a condom, I'm up for handing over seventy-five quid for fifteen minutes of your time!"

He didn't wait for me to answer he just crossed the room and sat next to me on the sofa and he started kissing me. He took his cock out of his trousers, "There, what do you think of that?"

'I think it's below average in my experience to date?' "You look huge, a lovely looking cock, far bigger than my husband was before he passed away!" I lied!

He stripped himself naked and stood in front of me, actually, his body wasn't too bad, he was the first man I'd seen with shaved genitals in my life.

I let him drag me to my bedroom; I was still fully dressed while he was totally naked. "I'm not pushing my luck here, if you just want to play but without sex I'm happy with that."

We played in bed together, eventually I was naked, we were kissing and I had his cock in my hand, I was rubbing away getting him closer and closer to his orgasm.

"You want me to keep going or would you like me to look for a condom?"

"You look for the condom and I'll run down and get the cash."

"You don't need to!"

"But I want too, my company pays me for a hotel room, the guy before me always took two days to visit everyone in Middlesbrough, I start early and work late so I can use the hotel money for fun and I'll drive back down to Leicester tonight and have the day off tomorrow."

He handed over the money and I popped it on top of my bedside cabinet. I had to reawaken his cock after he'd run up and down the stairs. I rolled the condom down his cock and he got straight down to business. He wasn't huge but my cunt had tightened up a lot after the pounding that Latka'd given it earlier in the morning so I got a lot of feeling from my customer's mediocre cock and when I hooked my feet above his bum he drove me wild, I was bucking about so much that I almost threw him off of me.

We fucked for thirty minutes and he still hadn't climaxed so I made him change his condom and we set off all over again. He finally climaxed into his third condom. I made another coffee and we sat in the living room chatting. He shushed me and pointed into the street, "Sounds like another punter out and about looking for business, he must be new though, you never fine a girl working this area at this time of the night."

I went through to the front door and looked through the little window, I saw a car out on the street, I didn't see the driver too clearly but the passenger was sneaking down the side of my house, it was Jamal, I jumped into the living room and turned the lights off, then I went through to the kitchen.

Jamal was in the back yard throwing stones at Sarah's bedroom window. I heard Sarah open her window and she told Jamal to go away, "Come on baby, come down and help Amanda out, if you don't come down she'll have to do me and my brother, help the girl out!"

"Go away Jamal, I've told you I'm not interested!"

"Well then girl, show me your titties and I'll go away and leave you alone."

I saw Jamal grin up at Sarah's bedroom window, "Okay, I'll see you at school tomorrow, good night baby!"

Sarah came down the stairs, "Did you hear that mum?"

I looked at my lover, he was still naked and I was dressed in my short dressing gown.

"Sorry, I didn't think you'd be here still."

He laughed and picked his underpants up off the floor and stepped into them while Sarah came into the kitchen to me, looking back over her shoulder, she whispered to me, "He's not bad!"

I shook my head, "You should see Donald, he's twice the size."

"In that case I'd love to see him! I told you that Jamal wanted more than a kiss didn't I, he and his brother have stolen that car and now poor old Amanda's got to take them both on."

"Well, it's better that you don't get too involved with him if he and his brother steal cars...how come their parents allow them out at this time of night?"

"They're city kids, they'll probably all be off school all day tomorrow."

"How did you get Jamal to go away?"

"I showed him my boobs..." Sarah shrugged her shoulders, "...all the girls round here sunbathe topless on holiday, it's just the same really."

Sarah filled a glass with water and took a sip before heading back up to bed, she said good night to the man again, he said, "Wish I'd been out in the garden when you flashed your tits at that boy."

He laughed to indicate that he was joking. Sarah looked at me and then put her glass of water down before using both hands to pull the front of her nighty up under her chin; she wiggled her hips from side to side and shook her breasts before allowing her nighty to fall back down covering her body again.

He got an instant erection all over again and as Sarah left the living room he said, "God I wish the lights had been on!"

He wanted sex again but I escorted him to the front door and said good night.

Well, I'd had more sex in one day than I usually had in a year with my husband but going to bed on my own was still hard to get used to. Before I finally went to bed I plastered my body in depilatory cream, waited the ten minutes and then stepped into the shower. After all of my body hair disappeared down the plug hole I washed my hair and body in the lice killing shampoo. I dried off, wrapped my hair in a towel and then dropped in bed.

7,500 Words.

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