Part 2: Suck-uring funding
As word spread through campus, a few, short weeks later, her schedule was booked six months out. Of course, not every client was a sexual encounter. But plenty enough of them were to keep sweet, but naughty Harriet in full supply of good, hard cocks.
On the tame side, she taught girls how to cook from scratch, to can, how to sew buttons on, how to do things they should have already known how to do. Young men were tutored in the fine art of chivalry, and the art of sweeping a woman off her feet by using old fashioned manners.
Along the way and quite by accident, Harriet even learned the art of girl girl sex, an act she had never before considered, let alone partook in.
Let’s just say, girl girl sex left a good taste in her mouth.
Harriet’s new business venture was off to a roaring success. So much so, that in order to facilitate demand, she needed help.
Harriet shared her adventures with a select few very close friends at the seniors only community where she lived.
There was overwhelming receptivity to her offer for them to join her! Virtually every single close lady friend wanted in on the action.
One might be quite surprised at all the chaperone opportunities a mature adult can get.
Of course, before they could become a fully trained and certified Rent A Gram rep, Harriet required each, be it man or woman, to have sex with her several times over the course of a three month probationary period.
The popularity of her business grew by leaps and bounds, with opportunities to expand to neighboring campuses. As with any business realizing great demand, Harriet knew she needed a tried and proven method for facilitating growth.
To facilitate such rapid growth, she needed working capital and she knew just who to call. By late the next day, Harriet secured the services of a very successful business consultant and franchise guru, a man she had known for decades.
Harvey Feldenstein was a short, squatty body of a weasel in his mid-sixties with breath that reeked of scotch and cheap cigars. But, his advice was golden.
She quickly learned there was going to be personal collateral required of her. Some call it for what it was, blackmail.
He was stunned speechless at her business model to say the least. But having always been extremely fond of Harriet, he was all ears as he wondered aloud how he could help, and how she would manage the ‘quality control’ aspects of her services.
He asked all the usual questions regarding her marketing and business plans. His interest in her project grew as they talked. He commended her creative spirit and desire to fill an underserved niche. Harvey was all in.
Predictably, the conversation turned more sexual, Harvey getting very personal about the services she offered, telling her to be as explicit as possible.
As she graphically described her services, she couldn’t help but notice how heavy he was breathing, and that his hand seemed ‘busy’ under the desk.
Out of the blue, in a low gruff voice, Harvey began telling a blushing Harriet how much he had always had the hots for her.
“Harvey,” Harriet’s sparkling eyes flirted, “after all these years, are you finally coming on to me?”
Harvey stood, letting Harriet see for herself, the effects their conversation was having on him. He moved from sitting behind his desk, to leaning backwards on the front of his desk, just a couple of feet in front of her.
Harriet looked him up and down as he unfolded his arms, resting his hands behind him on the desk. His hard cock pushing his pants towards her face.
She smiled seductively as she took the queue. Leaning forward far enough for her gorgeous cleavage to be more prominently displayed, Harriet carefully removed his belt, then unbuttoned his pants.
She stopped just long enough to catch the expression of approval in his pervy stare, before slowly unzipping his pants.
His large bulge towered over the waistband of his boxers, catching her a bit off guard. Harvey smiled at her surprise.
Slipping her fingers inside his waist band, she pushed the soft palms of her hands completely around Harvey’s waist and leaned forward, her lips just inches from the thin cotton wall separating his cock from her lips.
Harriet looked up at him stoically before offering a salacious smile.
Harvey breathed heavily as her fingers pulled the elastic away from his cock, before releasing the elastic, which snapped his cock sharply.
Of course a very apologetic Harriet was quick to to offer a soothing touch.
Then, as Harriet smiled up at him, she licked her lips and tugged on his boxers until his massive cock bounced completely free.
Not as if his ego needed stroking too, but she oohed and awed just the same, complimenting his size.
She circled his cock at the base with both hands as he groaned. Her long nails raked through his thick pubic hair, leaving red marks in their wake. If this was the price for securing ‘seed’ capital, so be it.
Cupping her hands between his legs, she gently cradled his huge balls, nails scratching the underside of his sac as a mesmerized Harvey became putty in her hands.
Fascinated by their size, Harriet rolled each in her hand as her other hand circled the head. His excitement oozed onto her slender fingers.
With thumbs to either side of the bottom of his cock, she tightened her grip and slid them up and down his shaft, repeating the motion several times while studying the bulging veins that crisscrossed his shaft. The tip of her tongue flickered at each one.
Harriet repeated the agonizingly slow movements numerous times, telling him repeatedly what a huge cock he had, and all the naughty things she intended to do to with a cock so large.