The Present... I'm late...I'm late...I'm late...I'm so late! That thread kept repeating in my head over and over again as I waited for the elevator. I'd just left the office of my last client of the day. An appointment usually lasts for an hour or less when I'm asked to meet a client at their office. Plenty of time to grope me, fuck me, and still leave time for me to clean up. A nice Nooner. Today's client kept me for alm...

Chapter Seven... The Present... Leaning over the sink to get a better look at my face in the mirror, I used a damp washcloth to remove the last traces of cum from my face. Why some men liked to come on my face baffled me. Baffled me but didn't disgust me. Actually, though cum in the eyes stung, I preferred it when a client came in my mouth or on my face instead of between my legs when I was in a hurry. Cleanup went much f...

Chapter Three Nine Months Past... I'd been meeting with clients for a couple of weeks when I got a text from Marla asking for a face-to-face after satisfying my last client. Marla had been great about letting me stash newly bought clothes and shoes in boxes I was stacking in the storage closet next to her office. There was no way I could explain these expensive and very risqué clothes to my mom. Dresses showing so much bo...

CHAPTER ONE... The Present...​ The cold, wet washcloth between my legs felt good against my used and slightly bruised pussy lips. 'Just-Call-Me-Jim' had been a vigorous lover. Looking into the bathroom mirror, I couldn't see any more cum on my pussy and thighs, and I adjusted my dress. After another look in the mirror to make certain I'd cleaned my face of all traces of sex, I did a quick touch-up of my make-up. Straighte...

Never having been in a truck stop, I had no clue where the showers were. I had to ask the cashier in the restaurant where I should go. She directed me to the Fuel Desk. I am a fairly intelligent woman but, I was in a different world and I felt silly. I had to ask what that was. She was kind, took pity on me, and walked me to the other side of the building to the proper location. I stood in line with about a half dozen dri...

Sitting at my kitchen table, I was staring at a stack of envelopes; some marked "PAST DUE," others marked "FINAL NOTICE," all in bright red. I knew I was in financial trouble and had no idea how I'd find my way out. "Fucking Pandemic," I thought. Tears began to flow from my eyes as I gathered the bills and placed them with last month's version of the same bad news. My name is Penelope Barnes. I was born in Harrow, UK, a s...

Kim cursed as she turned into the motel parking lot. The front axle on her reddish 2016 Dodge Journey was making clunking noises again, like it had been doing almost every day for the past month. The mechanic had said it would cost around $750, but she wouldn’t have enough left over after she paid this week’s rent to the motel manager. She shrugged; it was just another problem that she would have to deal with later. When...

I was already eighteen when I got to college, and as you know, I'd been enjoying sex for a couple years. There were the parties - me and other girls and whatever guys came along. Shirly and I met at a fraternity party, coming out of the basement area where couples went to engage in whatever. I had a sticky belly to show for it; so she knew I was no puritan. (One might have asked how puritan the puritans were.) And I was p...

After work without notice, Bryan stopped by. I was nude, as Bryan instructed me always to be while inside my apartment. I cleaned a few dishes at the sink as Bryan walked inside. I hurried to give him a big hug and asked him what was the reason for his visit. He pulled me to his chair, and I dropped in front of him and started to suck his cock as I had done many times before. Bryan's arrival always started my arousal. Jus...

The subway train disgorged her commuters at nine pm, and they all hurried away into the Tokyo night. Some half ran and others were more cautious, but all were anxious to ensure that there would be as many minutes as possible between their arrival home and rising to recommence the daily grind the next day. Amongst that Tokyo crowd, some wrestled with the stresses of the day. Some thought of the children waiting for them at...

Once Bryan left my apartment, his words ran through my mind on a loop. He said that I changed the game, that I was his whore and was to become an earner for him. He also said I had a choice. But I knew the consequence of saying no was I would be cut loose. The thought of not seeing him anymore scared me more than the thought of staying and following his direction. I wondered what would happen to me on my own. Bryan had be...