after saying hi to Sharon the daughter of our next recruit it occurs to me; we could get a fortune for a genuine mother daughter combo package deal

The next day in school, I made a point of saying Hi to Sharon

"Well, where have you been, we never see you anywhere anymore?

I hemmed and hawed and finally admitted that I had an older girlfriend. I let myself be drawn out until Sharon figured out I was getting laid. "You're have sex with some girl who is it, is it a senior? Tell me!"

"Look Sharon, I can't tell you her name, she's a lot older than me, in fact she's a mother of one of the students here." That sure got her full attention, I just kept talking over all her buts, but buts. Finally I relented, "OK, I'll ask her if she'll meet you, maybe we can all go to a drive in or something. In the meantime, you got time for a coke after school?"

Sharon wouldn't have had time for the old Petey, but the sex thing had her hooked. We agreed to meet at a snack shop near her house; I laughed to myself, she didn't want to be seen with me.

At the snack shop I was there first and sat around wondering if I had been stood up. Sharon came in all in a rush, "I'm sorry, my mom made me pick up my room before I could go out. She has been so bitchy since she got laid off down at the restaurant."

"Well, you should cut her some slack; she's probably worried about money what with the layoff"

"I don't care, I can always move out east with dad, he has to take me in, if I ask him" What a sweetheart this little bitch is. "Oh, don't worry about her, tell me about your mystery slut"

"Look Sharon, she's not a mystery and she's not a slut. She's a nice lady that has sex with me, there's no mystery, and I'm not going to embarrass anyone by giving her name away." Well we went round and round, Sharon wasn't used to not getting her way, pretty soon she was playing kneesy with me under the table.

"Maybe you could tell me where you meet and I could just happen by, you know, just to see her. If you don't want me to see her, I've gotta think she is something you made up."

"If you don't believe I'm getting laid on a regular basis, would you like me to describe the location of clits, G spots, her technique of deep throating me, some of the various positions we use when we get together, I'll bet I can tell you some stuff, you've never even thought of! Where would you like me to start? Or better yet, we could go out and I could show you the benefits of a 30 something's knowledge of things sexual" That set her back; the old Petey would have never challenged her. " I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll ask her if she wants to meet you, but if I do then you have to; one, promise to keep your mouth shu; two, promise to be nice to her and three you have to go to the game with me this Friday!"

"I can't go with you this Friday; I've got a date with someone, how about..."

I cut her off, "OK keep a week from Sat. free for me, if I can arrange something, you and I are going out, I know a very nice restaurant" As I was talking, I reached out and took her hand, "You know if you try it, you might like it. I know I can show you some things you haven't even thought of." I was pleased when she didn't jerk her hand away.

I made a point of not walking all the way to her house; I didn't want her mother to know I was seeing her daughter and I didn't want to give her a chance to define the relationship on her front porch.

I didn't know if Sharon had ever met my mom so I sat down with mom and Liz and we planned Sharon's reeducation. I had mom and Liz arguing who was going to teach the bitch what. Soon we were set for Sharon to meet Liz next week. Liz would set up her apartment as a romantic getaway and we would see if we could get Sharon to fall into our honey trap.

Now to start on her mother and that $1800.00. It took a while to figure out what Greg's notebooks were really saying, there were, as far as I could tell two codes, guess he was afraid of the IRS. As best I could tell, Jean had stole $5000 from Greg's old boss, and she had been paying it off on a two for one basis as a hooker, so if she had worked her debt down to 1800 she had put out 6400 in services at Greg's low prices. It took a lot of digging on my part but I found out who she had stolen the money from and when, that seemed to give me all the ammo I needed to get her back to work, only this time for me.

While working out the codes, I made lots of notes about Greg's other girls. This guy was busier than I thought. As best I could tell there were four active whores and three part timers out there without protection or direction. They would have to be brought into line before they got used to being independent. Thank god summer vacation was coming; me and my dick were going to be very busy.

The next day I called Mrs. Jean Harris. "Mrs. Harris, this is Peter Jones from the office of consumer services. Our records show you have just been laid off, if that correct" A tentative "un hun', "I see here that you have several outstanding debts, we have a debt consolidation and reduction program that might just be able to help you out, and no, it's at no charge to you."

After a while we got to setting an appointment, "Yes I can get to your house say this Monday at 10AM, is that OK with you? No, first meetings are always at the applicant's home, it speeds the verification process. Please get all your debts and monthly obligations ready for review. Obligations? Oh items such as rent, mortgage, utility bills, and any other recurring monthly bills."

Once again there was the problem of being a teenager; I had bought a good suit that was pretty formal, with a white shirt and a sincere tie plus a set of fake horn rim glasses I could pass for 21 in a dim light. I had to hope the fedora hat and the briefcase would carry me. I had mom drive me to Jean's house and let me off down the block.

Once we got over the introductions and I had taken off my hat I had to reassure her, "Oh yes I get that a lot, I'm not only the youngest guy in the office but I'm cursed with this baby face"

"No, no, I think you're very attractive, I just..."

"Don't worry about it, I think when you see what I can do for you, you'll be very happy, now let's look at your bills."

Typical lower middle class asshole, her credit card bills were sky high, a lot of charge to high dollar stores, no Wal Mart, or Target for these people, Nordstrom's, Brighter Image, and a whole bunch of those mall chain stores selling shoes and clothing. Add the premium cable and top speed internet services plus an electric bill that could only mean they slept with all the lights on. Then throw in the car payments and the big screen TV and this broad was buried. I fooled around with the calculator and moved some papers back and forth, threw in some 'tsk tsks', and put some doodles on a long legal pad.

"I thing I can help you, but it will mean some changes around here. Looking at your bills, I sure hope you have a teen age daughter" She nodded and said 16. "OK you two will have to go on a budget, and show you can stay on it, let's go look at your closets before we start on the budget process." With comments about not expecting company I got the full tour of a messy house. Closets were bursting with clothing. Now I had a clipboard with me, after seeing a third bedroom closet stuffed with clothing, I made a few ticks on my board. "Tell me, what percentage of these clothes do you wear on an everyday basis?"

"Oh we wear all of them" I gave her a look and reached into the closet and ran a fingertip over the shoulder of a dress, it came away dusty. She at least looked embarrassed. As we walked back to the dining room where all the bills were laid out, I had to admire her figure, Liz and mom were more matronly than Jean, neither my mom or Liz were fat but they had an adult sort of spread to their hips and ass that Jean was missing, from the back she could have been 18.

We sat at the table while she pulled out all the stops, she was 3 months behind in house payments, credit cards were though the roof, she was using them to pay utility bills, and even I could see that over 300 a month in interest is not a cost effective way of saving money. I played with the calculator I had pulled out of my briefcase. Ran a series of meaningless numbers while I ruffled bills, shook my head, reshuffled the bills and did a re-add. "Look Jean, I think I see a way out for you, it's going to mean some creative financing, consolidate some debts, and tear up some credit cards, so-on"

"Oh God can you? I thought I was going to loose the house! What ever you say, I'll do it honest!"

"This is going to take a while to go through, why don't you get us some drinks," I saw the look of surprise on her face, "I can use some ice water, a big glass please, and you should make yourself a stiff drink, you're not going to like what I'm going to tell you. While you're doing that, I'll double check my numbers."

As she almost raced to the kitchen in order to get some water for her savior. By the time she came back, I had moved to the living room, was sitting on the couch, and spread the papers on the coffee table. I saw the questioning look on her face and explained that the restructuring of her debt load would take a while to go over and we might as well be comfortable. Ah, I see you got yourself a real drink, good for you"

"Oh yes, I do enjoy a Beefeater and tonic, occasionally." Typical, no money but bragging on a brand. I spent 10 or 15 minutes bullshitting about budgeting and laying out a strict financial plan to get her back on a firm footing. I then gave her a list of bill payments that still left her 1500 a month short..."But I can't pay that..." I grabbed her wrist to interrupt her,

"Jean, I can't help you if you lie to me"

"If it's about the clothes"

"No, Jean I'm talking about the debts, you forgot to tell me about the 1800 you owe Greg" Ah, there's the response I wanted, big eyes, open mouth, fear, all those wondrous things that make pimping possible, mainly fear, but shock and awe and greed and vanity all in there helping. Why don't you take a big drink, you're going to need it" As I was saying that I was bringing out some of the photos I had gotten from Greg, pretty usual stuff; cum covered face, on her knees dick in mouth, looking up at camera with a smile, looking back over her shoulder with a dick in her ass, another holding her tits up to the camera. No imagination, no artistic merit, but they would do fine for me. "Now, I have two of Greg's old girls working for me, but we do whoring different from what you're used to.

Here comes the usual, "I never ... Get out of my house before I call the police ... You can't talk to me that way..." I grabbed the hand she was shaking at me, bent the fingers backwards and rotated her arm 180 degrees so the palm was facing up. Most people do not realize how painful a well placed arm bar is, in half a second I had Jean trying to take a breath as she realized how much I could hurt her.

"Now listen! There's not going to be any cops, there's not going to be any ordering on your part at all. The only thing that's going to be is what I want to be! Dupes of those photos are all ready to be mailed to several of your daughter's friends, your local school and of course your neighbors. I don't want any money from you, I want to show you how to make some big money and dig your way out of this hole" With that I let up on the pressure on Jean's arm, but I didn't let go of her fingers. "If you come to work with us I can promise you a minimum of $200 a trick, clean sober customers, no weekend work, big tips and no problems. You should be making a grand a week within two months as soon as you start building up some repeat customers. We prescreen all of your johns, offer you in house protection, no working out of gin mills or street soliciting, and if there ever is a beef, I have a bail bondsman on a 24 hour retainer plus an in house lawyer. (All of that was bullshit, but she didn't know that.) Now let's go out to the kitchen and get you another drink" I escorted her to and from the kitchen to be sure there would be no running or phoning. When we got back to the couch I explained about our high standards as far as whores went, the deep throating, anal, and bi work we required. "You were a low priced whore. We're looking at the pictures that prove that, so save that bullshit for somebody who's buying, because I sure as hell, ain't. I'm offering you a chance to be a high priced call girl. What the fuck is your other option, a waitress at I HOP? Come on, you paid off a large part of that debt to Greg over two years, you must have liked some part of whoring. This job will get you out of debt, in six weeks! You'll save your house and, if the two of you lay off the credit cards, a chance for your daughter to go to college"

"If you pass muster with the other girls we can have you at work next week, you get 50% of the billing price plus I get 25% of your tips, till you pay off the 1800. If you like my proposition, slide over here and we'll start your entrance exams. If you don't like being independent and debt free, just say so and I'm out the door and you can explain those photos to your daughter and the neighbors." She got that confused look on her face again. "Jean, you're not working for me until I see that you can meet our high standard in the sack. If I'm happy, then you'll meet one of the girls for further training. So get over here."

You could see her running over her choices in her mind, her face was easily read, there, that was the slump of the shoulders I had come to look for, she was on the way to being a full time whore! As she slid over she started to tell me it had been a while and can we go slowly at first. "I laughed, I'll be nice if you're nice, just promise you'll respect me afterwards" That got a smile out of her as I reached out for her, and she got to kiss a 14 year old boy for the first time since she was in high school. God, I love this job! I broke the kiss to give her some instruction, "Look, this isn't a first date, act professionally here, you are supposed to be a hooker, make me happy, I want to feel soft lips and a slowly opening mouth, your job with every customer is to be open and receiving; you want then to stick something in you, tongue, fingers. dick, you want it from your date, he's the guy turning you on. This ain't cheap back booth blow jobs, this is high priced eroticism. Now let's try this again, put some lust into it"

I like the look of confusion on a woman's face when you criticize there love making skills, doesn't matter if it's a simple kiss or something as complex as the Bulgarian Perversions, they can't believe a guy will stop to tell them how to do it. The next kiss was much better; soft, inviting as her mouth slowly opened on mine I could feel her shoulders relaxing. We touched tongues, hers was soft and tentative, and mine was forceful and demanding. After a minute of exploring her gums and teeth I pulled back a little, holding her by the neck to show who was in charge I slowly licked her upper eye lids and just below her eyes, then a gentle probing of her ears, she'd get a full swab out later. Now was still the time to be a little gentle. "OK, open your eyes" as she did I went on. "Always look at your client, biggest part of your job is convincing him that he is the most important guy in your life. So far this is pretty good; I think you can do the job we need." With that I closed in for another kiss, first a gentle tongue wipe of both nostrils and then slid it back into her mouth, a little more forceful this time. When we came up for air, I told her to stand up and strip for me.

A confused, "What?" Once again, I had to explain, "Look our customers are usually married or have girlfriends, getting laid is not their problem. Having a romantic fantasy, having a high priced call girl is what the turn on is for them. So now strip for me, take your time, and slowly show me your body, the body you should be proud of. Make me want it! Now no dancing, stand there and tempt me!"

Now Jean was up and slowly unbuttoning her blouse, then with all the front buttons undone, she slowly undid the cuffs. "That's it, now smile, show me how much you are looking forward to our time together".

As she slowly eased the blouse off and her lovely boobs came into view, she slowly turned, "Honey, would you like to unhook my bra or should I do it for you" Said with a shy little smile over her shoulder.

"No you do it, I want to watch" Her hands were at the hooks as she turned back to face me. When the bra was loose she started to shrug it off, "No, no, use both hands and reach for the bra straps cross handed, that way you tease the john longer." This time, when she lowered her arms, her boobs came slowly into view.

"Well Done! Now see if you can do as well with your skirt and panties, remember slow and sexy" Her hands slowly went to her back and I could actually hear her slowly unzip the skirt. As the skirt opened and started to fall I held out my hand, Jean smiled her thanks and grasped it to steady herself as she stepped out of it. Next came the panties, Jean showed a little imagination by standing slightly sideways so that as her panties came off her bush was slightly hidden. "Now turn and face me, stand still for a minute so I can look at your beauty. How nice, you have a perfect figure for a whore, a little small in the tit department but I like your size boobs. I could never understand those guys into double Ds, but I've already got two whores with bigger boobs so you are a welcome addition to my stable." I was deliberately using the keywords, "whore", hooker" and "stable", you has to convince broads they are whores to make them act like whores. "Now get over here on my lap, let's see how good you are at necking" I've found that having a girl or woman nude while you're fully dressed goes a long way into reminding them that you are in charge and they are meat, high priced meat, but still meat!

"Arm around my neck, legs slightly spread, sit up straight, show off those lovely tits, look in to my eyes, keep your eyes on me, remember your John is the most important man in your life! If you can convince him of that, he will be back for more!" As I was talking, I was stroking the inside of her thighs and from the back of her neck to the crack of her ass. My hand went up to the back of her neck and I turned her face towards me. As we kissed I moved my other hand up to her outside boob. I had to pull back from our kiss, "No, No, eyes open, look at your lover with lust in your eyes, you want him, you want it from him and you want it now!" With that I moved in for another kiss and watched her eyes as my hand dropped from her tit to her crotch. Her eyes got a little wider but her legs opened to give me better access. She wasn't very wet, but that would surely change. I lifted my hand to her mouth as I stopped kissing her, when she felt my fingers on my lips she opened up and sucked them in. Good girl, get them nice and wet, you're going to get a chance to suck a lot in the future, as I pulled my hand away and back to her pussy, "now tell me about yourself, how old were you when you got laid for the first time?" I already had two fingertips inside of her.

As I grew older I found it was almost a standard story, child abuse, either sexual or just old fashioned whippings, in Jean's case it was an 18 year old brother who came home drunk when she was 13, a painful rape and after a period of adjustment it settled into her giving him a weekly Sat. night blowjob before his dates, once in while, he'd also have her suck him clean after he came home from doing some other girl. Then her high school boyfriend had her fuck his friends. For that, the boys called her a slut. I can't be the only one that finds it strange that teenage boys are desperate to get laid but bad mouth any girl who gives them what they are begging for. I interrupted her monologue, long enough to put my pussy dampened fingers up to her mouth, this time she hesitated... "No, no Jean, no hesitation, smell yourself on my fingers and then get them wetter so I can get you happier." I moved my fingers up to just touch her nostrils, she sniffed and before she could take another whiff, or complain, three fingers were in her mouth. "That's it, honey, taste that very nice little money maker, you wanted it slow, well we need wet, wet, fingers to make it slow and good for you. That's it run your tongue around each finger then suck then all now get them nice and wet and we'll go back to talking about your past." She did, her mouth was flooded with spit and my fingers were dripping when they cane out of her mouth. I could feel her spreading her legs as my hand went back to her puss. I swear she was wetter even than her spit when I put my fingers back into her.

As I was moving my hand slowly in and out of her, she started telling me about having her baby, working for two brothers who both fucked her and gave her another $100 a week out of the till. One day they wanted her to fuck three of their best customers, she said no, they called the cops about the "missing" cash, she was arrested, there was a lawyer, he introduced her to Greg, he said he made a deal to keep her out of jail, paid her debt and had her working it off for him and fucking him on demand. By now, she was very wet, "Let's see, that's your clit, right?" Her grunt acknowledged I was right, before she whispered I was right. "Don't worry, we'll get back to your clit in a minute", I had to reach a little but there was that rough patch on the roof of her pussy, as I started stroking that area, I could see the look of surprise on Jean's face. "Ah, looks like you didn't know about this, you like your G spot being stroked? Why don't you clean my finger's and we'll go your bedroom and see what else I can show you" This time, there was no hesitation, she had her mouth open and waiting as my fingers came up to her lips. As she was licking and sucking, I remarked that it looks like you may have some skills as a cocksucker, she smiled around my fingers.

She was up and pulling on my hand to get me moving towards her bed. I let her pull me along just so I could put my hand on that lovely firm ass. She looked over her shoulder, "You like that?"

"Oh yes, you are talking to a true ass man, I love looking, touching and fucking asses, I must be part Greek" That got a little smile out of her. "So tell me, what have you been doing since Greg left town?"

"Nothing, I'm scared to work on my own, I don't know anybody, will you really take care of us?"

"If you follow my instructions, you will be on easy street in no time. I'll warn you right now though, I don't have a lot of rules, but the ones I do have are rigid, you break any of the rules you will be punished, if you keep it up, you're out on your ass, there are no third chances here." Now we were in the bedroom and there wasn't much conversation. Just instructions, the usual, Suck, deeper don't gag, keep trying, see it can go deeper, don't worry, Rose and Liz will show you how, Don't swallow that cum until you show me, swab your teeth and tongue coat them with my cum. Look at yourself in the mirror see how sexy that is.

Then for the main, "OK honey reach up and grab your toes, yeah bows your legs right out doesn't it?" Nice thing about this position is that it tightens up the thigh muscles and they in turn pull on the muscles around the pussy. Gives a girl a new sensation and with the bimbos I was getting to know, a new sensation was worth as much as a backhand to the face ... Halfway through our first fuck, I went for the cover-up move, ears, eyes and nose, they all seemed to like the idea that I was taking all of their senses away from them, made them realize who was in charge and how easy it was for me to take care of all their needs. As Jean came I dropped a big mouthful of spit I had been working up into her mouth. She gagged, more in surprise, but quickly swallowed; as I pulled my face away she followed me kissing all over my face.

"Oh, honey, that was a great fuck, you rang all my bells, do you like me, I mean really like me, can I be your bottom girl?" Bottom girl, this broad has been a whore for a long time, I'd only read that phrase. Well, all whores lie and steal so what's new? I wasn't there to save her I was there to make money off her, whatever she wanted to hear.

"Sure you could be my bottom; if you can out produce my two main ladies. But don't worry, I do like you, now get down there and suck my dick clean and we'll see how much I like your lovely, lovely ass." While you're licking swing your ass up here so I can loosen that ass up." As she swung around I really had to admire her butt, she was what 32, 36 but it was the ass of a teenager. Firm, narrow hipped, so spankable, as I lubed up my fingers in her pussy, I couldn't resist, I had to give it a couple of light slaps. as I slid my well lubed finger into her asshole. I was happy to note that there wasn't a mummer of complaint about the ass hits. As I eased the second finger in her ass I could tell I wasn't the first one back there... "Come up here and tell me who's been fucking your ass" As she slid around to face me she was blushing.

"Those two brothers used to like to DP me and I got to like taking it in the ass. I can cum from a good ass fucking. Since then I've been using a dildo on my butt to have a good time. I promise you, you will like fucking my ass as much as I like you doing it to me. I was so happy when you mentioned anal, so many people don't like it, and don't want to talk about it. I told you, I'll be your bottom girl in more ways than one."

"All right, since you like to show off your ass, I'm going to lay here and you're going to fuck me with that sweet ass.

"You want me to do an enema?

" I'm not into enemas; unless you got a turd in your asshole, come and do me."

"For a young guy, you're a dirty old man, my kind of guy" With that, it was leg over and ease on down! Jean enjoyed getting her ass reamed so much, it almost took the fun out of it for me, but assholes are so nice and tight! I'll have to meet those two brothers that had been fucking her in the past; they did a great job of training her. Between reaching behind her to stroke my balls and her other hand stroking her clit, Jean was a busy girl as she fucked me. I reached up and grabbed a tit to pull it close enough to suck. "That's it suck that tit, thank you, thank you, your dick is so nice in my ass, do it do it, do it!" If there is anything wrong with ass fucking it is the ones that have big anal orgasms. That sphincter is a strong muscle, and when it spasms you momentarily fear for your dick. But it sure is good. Jean lay on my chest with a little more than the head of my dick in her ass as she kissed my nipples. 'So good, so good, thank you, thank you, I really needed that"

After a few minutes I told her to slid off and lick my dick clean and we can try out her pussy. Not a complaint, all the way down on my admittedly soft cock, but a real cleaning job, tongue around the base, licking inside the foreskin, tongue squeegeeing the whole dick, and then off my cock, mouth replaced by a warm hand as her tongue cleaned around the base and licked my balls. I was hard in record time. This woman had had a lot of training or was a natural. "Oh, honey, if you can get hard this quick, I'm going to love working for you." Her willingness was a little turnoff for me, but a willing worker is a moneymaking worker. I was fucking her dog fashion, and she had come once already when I pulled our, flipped her over and buried my dick in her mouth, not a moment of hesitation, she was sucking at once and when I came she just swallowed as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

All of a sudden the party was over, "Oh look at the time, we got to get dressed, my daughter will be home soon, come on hurry..."

I cut her off, "Suck it clean and I'm getting dressed, otherwise we meet your kid naked" With just a millisecond she was down sucking my dick clean, fast and dirty. "There, honey, I promise I'll do better next time, but you got to get dressed and out of hear before Sharon gets home."

I was happy to be pushed out the back door with instructions about the alley; I wasn't ready to have Sharon know I was doing her mom.

That evening I laid my plan out to mom and Liz. Mom would be Jean's trainer while Liz and I would do our best to turn her daughter out ... Liz was turned on by the idea of being the first to eat a young virgin. I had to warn mom that I didn't think there was much that Jean hadn't done, but between the three of us we could hope to find something new for both mom and Jean.

The next day I saw Sharon in school, "My friend says she'll meet you, she said we can even have sex in front of you, but only if you're naked too!" Immediate rejection of that idea! "Look, Sharon, Liz says the only way she's getting naked in front of a stranger is if they are naked too. Liz says, if she wants to watch us, I want to watch her. She's not asking you to join us, she just thinks, that if you're nude there is less chance of some sort of blackmail or laughing or something. If you don't want to, I understand, I'm still going to her place Saturday afternoon and we're going to have a great time, with or without you. You've got till Friday to make up our mind."

Sure enough on Thursday Sharon grabbed me between classes, "Well what do you two actually do?"

"Look Sharon, we have sex, we suck and fuck we use a lot of different positions, standing, kneeling, girl on top girl on bottom, what ever turns us on at the time. If it feels good we try it"

"All I have to do is be naked; no one's going to grab me?

"Last time, little girl, you just have to be naked, we take off all of our clothes, you take off all of yours. You get to look at us, we get to look at you. You are not going to be forced into doing anything you don't want to. Now that's it, this conversation is over! Let me know, yes or no?"

"Yes" softly but a yes, we've got her!

"OK, I'll pick you up at the snack shop at 1:30 Sat. afternoon"

By Friday Liz had the spy cams set up in the living room and the bed room. All three of us wanted these two, me for the money, Liz for the virgin pussy, and mom for the chance to break in a new girl.

Friday at noon, Jean rang our doorbell; mom was primed and just had a negligee on, me I was dressed teenager, baggy clothes. "Ah right on time, I want you to meet Rose, she's going to go over a few things with you and we'll both be showing you how we want out johns treated. Rose this is Jean, she's here for her tryout" A little chit chat and I suggested we move to the bedroom where we can be more comfortable, Jean wanted a drink and I poured her a nice big glass of scotch while mom and I just had water. Once in the bedroom, mom took charge.

"Peter's told me he told you about undressing slowly so let's see what you got", while talking mom was moving the bedspread and turning down the sheets, she grabbed a couple of extra pillows and put them on the floor next to the bed. Then she sat down and patted the bed next to her, I joined her as we watched Jean slowly take off her clothes. "Very nicely done, now come here and take off my negligee for me. I just sat and watched as Jean got a very sultry sort of a smile on her face as she slowly waked over to mom. Jean leaned over so her boobs were right nn mom's face and then she lightly slid the flimsy garment off of mom's shoulders. When it was down to mom's elbows Jean lowered herself to her knees in front of mom and softly asked mom to stand. Jean was very good, when mom stood up the negligee fell to the floor and Jean's face was right against mom's pussy. Jean just leaned in and pressed her lips to mom's snatch as it they had been pussy sisters for years. I watched as Jean slowly kissed and probed with her tongue as her hands came slowly up to caress mom's ass as she pulled her closer.

"Oh you smell and taste so fresh, so sweet, and so nicely trimmed, I'm one happy girl!" Her performance had sort of taken both our breaths away. Mom was first to regain some control,"

OK up you go, over my knees lets explore your ass," I swear Jean must have had ballet training, the graceful way she rose from her knees.

"Oh if you're going to spank me, does that mean Peter's going to fuck me in the ass again? He knows I like it, can I eat you while he fucks me?" Mom wet her finger and slid it into Jean's asshole. "Oh, that's nice, but slowly at first please." Neither mom and I were used to anyone this easy, mom started slowly spanking her. At first it was an almost friendly spanking, but mom wanted to be sure Jean knew who was in charge. Pretty soon the slaps came fast and furious, from the side I could see Jean wincing.

"Alright Rose, that's enough, Jean's shown she can take a spanking" By now mom had her blood up; it was as if I hadn't said a word. I grabbed her wrist on the downswing. "I said that's enough!" One more and I'll tie you to the bed and take a belt to your pussy!" That got her attention; she remembered how long Liz complained after I whipped her pussy.

"I'm sorry, Jean you have a lovely ass. It's made to be spanked. I got carried away; if you like you can spank me later."

"OK Rose, feel how nice that asshole is", mom inserted one finger and when she felt how receptive Jean's ass was she quickly inserted another.

"Oh honey, I thought I liked being cornholed, but you're the champ." Watching Jean's face I could tell mom was pushing too hard.

"All right girls, that's enough, Jean lick Rose's fingers clean and let's work on your cocksucking." And there I was again sacrificing my youthful manhood for strictly commercial reasons. If mom hadn't gone down on me an hour before Jean showed up I would have been a goner. I've said it before and I'll say it again, when you have two good looking middle aged bimbos kneeling before you and playing with your dick, the feeling of power is almost more than the sex. Jean was making me a little nervous, what ever we said, she'd do, suck, fuck eat pussy, lick assholes, without hesitation she went down on my dick fresh out of mom's ass and finished by sucking mom's asshole so hard, you almost had to fear for a vacuum. Afterward she and mom finished up with a heart warming 69. No, I'm not being funny; you could see that both ladies loved eating each other's pussy. I just laid and watched, patted an ass or two, copped a tit, but really was just a bystander.

We ran through the pricing again, added prices for girl on girl and had her and mom set to go on a double next Tuesday at the Roadbuilder's convention. I told them that they would surly get some extra dates while there, but there never is any price cutting! Never! Now, Jean, just remember, always get the money up front. I get half the date money, and until you pay off your debt I get 25% of the tip money. Don't ever fuck with the money! Rose here will tell you how I crushed this one whore's tit for holding out! Don't you be the second one! I hate doing that shit! I'm going over the rest of the ground rules for you one more time.

"This is a business.

Tips are part of your overhead, ten bucks to a doorman, 20 to a bartender waiter, 25% tip on the cabfare. Remember, be nice to barmen and doormen, you may need them one night.

No drugs on the job, ever! No boozing while working, White wine if the john insists.

No freebies on a date, no dating the johns. You want to date on your night off, fine but don't hurt the business.

No flashy cloths, no flashy cars. You want a Lexus, buy the top Toyota.

This is a time limited career. We're here to make as much money as possible in as short a period of time.

Save your money and buy an apartment building, something to fall back on.

You fuck this up for us, you will be one sorry little cunt before you die.

OK, end of speech; you want to go out to eat with us?"

"Look at the time, I've got to get home for my daughter, I'll be here Tuesday 7 PM sharp" And with that quickly dressed, a comb through her hair, glance at the mirror and out the door. I made my mind up that I was going to spend a weekend with that cunt as soon as we turned her daughter out.

After she left mom and I talked, "Mom you've got to control that whipping thing, I was happy when you laid into Liz, but you were way too hard on this one, we'll have to look for some johns who are unto that shit and you can Bugaloo on their asses for a while and more money. Does this Jean scare you a little, she almost seems too willing? We'll check her out Tuesday before she goes out with you." Mom agreed that Jean acted like a long time whore, not just some part-timer. She specifically didn't say a word about hitting people; I'll just have to watch her. We both agreed that we'd wait and see; the thought of all that money with the mother daughter combo was more than we could resist.

Saturday I woke mom when I got up and had her suck me off, what ever was going to happen latter in the day I wanted to be long winded about it. As we were having breakfast mom sort of laughed, "You know, I know you had me suck you off so you would be able to handle both Liz and your girl friend and I have to admit I find it a turn on to have you use me like that. Anytime you want me to help you fuck someone else, you just ask me, I love helping my son the pimp. Never thought I would think of myself as a whore, and I never did when Greg was running me, but now that it's you, I'm proud to be my son's bottom whore! What ever you want, no matter what, you ask me, I'll do it for you, just so you know." Are you supposed to be embarrassed or ashamed to hear something like that? Not me I was proud that my mom knew that she was MY whore and I was her pimp.

I double checked with Liz that she was all set, had on the nightgown I had picked, had iced soft drinks, and snacks, radio on the right station, we had decided that if Sharon started to come on to our sex games we would offer her a glass of white wine, the wine had just a Milli trace of Viagra added to it. If she was going to fall this first time, I had hopes the chemical would be enough to push her over the edge. I deliberately left for the snack shop late, wanted to keep Sharon on her toes. When I arrived I was driving Liz's car, a 3 year old ford.

I had guessed right, the car was impressing Sharon more than I ever could. "No, it'd not mine, my friend let's me use it once in a while, you're going to like her, she's very nice. Now remember no last names, I don't want you or her bothering each other after today unless you both want it." It was pretty quiet in the car for the short ride to Liz's. Liz lived over a store that was closed on the weekend so there was no traffic as we pulled up. A short flight of stairs and I was knocking on the door. I could feel Sharon getting nervous and gently grabbed her hand, "Don't worry, this is going to be a nice thing" When Liz opened the door everything was just about perfect, just as we had discussed. After our 'talk', Liz really followed orders. Her apartment had the curtains drawn against the afternoon light, and what sunlight that came around the edges of the curtains gave the place a soft golden glow. There was just the hint of perfume in the room; I had made Liz switch from Taboo to White Shoulders. Taboo was too heavy for a whore, a wife or girlfriend could spot it a day later. The White Shoulders gave the place a nice friendly sort of summer scent. Coupled with the soft lighting, Liz's negligee which was sort of a yellow/bronze color was just perfect, the tinted lighting made it hard to see where Liz started and the negligee left off. And what you think you can see is much sexier than what you actually see.

Liz stepped right up to bat, "Oh honey, so good to see you, I've missed you." And that followed with a full body hug and a kiss that left no doubt that Liz and I were intimate. "And you must be Sharon, Peter's friend, just call me Liz, I'm so glad you could come over, I've never done anything like this before, I mean making love in front of someone. I didn't want to but Peter said I had to and he always gets his way. You know how men are" And with that she quickly laid a light kiss on Shanon's cheek. Liz walked us over to the couch and got us some soft drinks while she poured herself a glass of red wine. Then Liz started on Sharon, "Peter says you wanted to see us have sex, I've never done that before but like I told Peter, I'll only do ir if you take off your clothes too. I'm not going to be the only naked lady in the room.' With that she turned away from Sharon and kissed me again. Liz stood, "would you like me to help you take off your clothes, if you let me, I'll let you help undress Peter." I swear I saw Sharon shiver! "No then, OK you get down to your bra and panties and I'll drop my nightgown, then as you take off the rest, I'll strip out boy here." I thought sure Sharon was going to bolt for the door, but off came the tee shirt and jeans. Liz stepped away from the couch, turned and facing us slowly let he only piece of clothing fall to the floor. Then equally slowly she walked in front of me and knelt on one knee as she removed my shoes and socks. As Liz stood up, she reached for my hand and pulled me up from the couch. "Now, I'm taking off his shirt you had better get your bra off." Up went Sharon's hands behind her back and when I got my head out of the neck hole on my sweater there was a very nice topless teenager, blushing like crazy. "If you want, I could slip your panties off for you and then we could both take his pants off." A big shake of Sharon's head. She wasn't ready for that yet. Once again Liz slipped to her knees and started undoing my belt and zipper She pulled both pants and underpants down in one pull, and signaled for me to step out of them, as I did each leg I used Liz's head to steady myself, more for the feeling of power it gave me, than fear of falling. When I looked at Sharon she was wedged in the corner of the couch trying to cover all of herself, problem was of course, every time she would move a knee to cover this, that, would get exposed "Once again Liz was the ringmaster, "Look honey, we agreed we would all be naked, you've got to get used to the idea that Peter and I are going, no want to see your body, just like you want to see ours. Come on now stand up next to me, we'll give the lord and master a treat." I'm sure that sounded humorous to Sharon, but in Liz's case it was the truth. Well this lord and master did get a kick out of seeing the two of them side by side, Sharon was actually blushing from head to food, and Liz was grinning like a banshee. She was really getting off on this. Liz grabbed Sharon's hand and turned them face to face or more like tit to tit. Sharon's tits almost came up to Liz's and they made a nice picture.

"Now you sit here and watch" As she pushed Sharon onto the couch next to me, Liz slipped to her knees and was reaching for my cock. "You're lucky, you get to see a blow job before you have to do one, now watch and learn." With that Liz proceeded to show her whole professional bag of tricks on my dick, no one can resist it. My dick was gasoline and her mouth was a match. Then Liz surprised me, she reached over and slowly drew Sharon's hand to her cheek. Then she pushed my dick inside her mouth to that cheek so Sharon could feel my dick inside of Liz's mouth. I heard Sharon gasp and start to jerk away but Liz held her hand there so she could feel my dick moving inside or Liz's mouth. Then she slid Sharon's fingers down her cheek so they touched the wetness where her mouth joined my dick. Shit, I was holding my breath! But Liz pressed on; she opened her mouth even wider and put one of Sharon's fingers inside her mouth with my dick. Liz did a few up and downs on both of us. Then she lifted off both of us, too soon for me and very possibly not to soon for Sharon.

Liz set back on her heels and said, "That's a basic blow job, there are more tricks but that's the main idea. Some girls don't like it, me, I love it. Look! "With that she spread her knees and showed Sharon a glistening pussy. "See how wet I get from doing it? I love sex, all of it, and you should too." There was no doubt in my mind that if Sharon had at least her bra and panties she would have been flying out the door, but with Liz in front of her and between her and her clothes she had to stay. "Now for the good part" With that Liz was on her hands and knees facing Sharon, "Get behind me and do me, Peter" I was off the couch, and behind Liz in a second, as I eased my wet dick into her always ready pussy, Liz let out a contented sigh. After a couple of strokes, Liz's head was between Sharon's knees.

It was my time to direct, "Sharon, slide forward, let Liz see you up close" It took a few more slow strokes before Sharon eased forward a little ways. Liz was blowing right on Liz's puss and I watched as Liz spread her legs a little wider. "Come on Sharon slide closer, give Liz what she needs" As Liz moved a little, I hunched up on Liz forcing her face into Sharon's crotch.

After a bit I could see Liz was licking Sharon's pussy, Sharon's face was exciting to look at, sort of frightened, and then intrigued, then a part smile followed by a touch of fear. Great to watch. Now Liz had lifted her hands off the floor and was resting them, so softly, on Sharon's thighs. In another couple of minutes Liz reached for Sharon's hand and placed it on top of her own head. Now Sharon was frozen, she wouldn't even look down at her hand where it laid on Liz's head.

But now Liz's tongue was working its magic, I could see Liz starting to sweat. "Go on Sharon, don't be afraid, move Liz's head to where it makes you feel best." It took a few more minutes and Sharon started directing Liz's head, to the point where she willingly brought her other hand up to really direct her own pleasure.

When I heard Sharon telling and directing Liz I knew we had her. "Right there, deeper, no higher..." I moved from Liz's puss to slowly fill her ass. It didn't take long for me to build up speed ... Now Liz was bouncing off of Sharon's puss and Sharon's tits were bouncing with all the motion. And I was pounding Liz as fast as I could. We got lucky and actually had a three way simultaneous orgasm! I was leaning over Liz, trying to catch my breath, and casually reached out to caress Sharon's boobs. Besides their natural teen age resilience they seemed to be pulsing with Sharon's first big girl's orgasm, a wonderful sensation! I hadn't planned on doing that, but Sharon seemed to enjoy it, of course she was coming down from her first outside induced orgasm so who knew if she even noticed?

After a bit, I started to pull all the way out of Liz, "No stay, it feels so good to have you inside of me." That comment sort of brought Sharon back to the living. She jerked her hands away from Liz's head. Liz looked up with a juice covered face and said "No put your hands back, I like the feel of you controlling me that was so good, I think my tongue came!"

As Sharon cautiously returned her hands to Liz's hair, Liz grabbed one and started kissing and licking it, I don't know if you tried it but having your hand and fingers given a tongue bath is quite an erotic sensation. As I watched Sharon's eyes do their saucer imitation I pulled out of Liz, those two saucers stared at my dick, I guess expecting it to be bloody or at least shit covered. Normally that would be Liz's time to swing around and suck my dick clean, but we had decided that we would bring Sharon along slowly. "Oh ladies, that was so good, Sharon your presence made our sex even better than usual, thank you, I'm going to go clean up"

When I came back from my quick whore's bath, visions of sugarplums were dancing in my head. Liz had Sharon in her lap with an arm around her and was nursing Sharon. Sharon had two hands on the boob she was sucking. Correction she was suckling not sucking, except for her size, Sharon was doing a perfect imitation of a baby on a teat. As I got closer I could see Liz's other hand buried in Sharon's cunt. Liz was sort of crooning a lullaby of sex, "That's my baby, let momma make you feel good, suck mamma's tit and mamma will make your pussy feel so good. Come on now, spread your legs a little wider and I'll show you where your G spot is. No, no, don't stop nursing; keep sucking, how else will mamma know you feel good? That's a good girl, no biting now, you bite, mamma will spank her bad little girl, but you're a good little girl aren't you?" Sharon nodded yes; bur never took her lips off the tit she was sucking. Sharon started moaning and breathing fast, Liz must have zeroed in on her "spot". Right after Sharon came she lifted her head and kissed Liz like she had just received the holy grail.

"Thank you, thank you, that was wonderful' Liz pulled back and slowly opened her legs, as Sharon sank to the floor, Liz asked," You're going to make your momma happy now, aren't you, just try a little taste see if you like it" Every so often you will see a woman go into sort of a sexual trance. If you are gentle and soothing you can lead them into doing anything, as long as it leads to more pleasure. This was one of those times for Sharon, as she touched the floor she swiveled to face Liz's cunt. As smooth as a snake her head and lips went forward to taste this new thing in front of her. She had just had a very talented cunt licker do her so she didn't need a lot of direction. Liz had both hands on her ears but Sharon didn't need much in the way of direction, she had found a home, it was warm, it smelled like a place she belonged and she was making mamma happy, what more could a little girl want? Well we were about to find out, my dick had been hard from the minute I saw Sharon doing her nursing.