I amaze myself at what I will do to either get money or get cock. For the first time ever I combined the two. Yup, I went into gutter whore territory. I have to walk past a park to get home when I am out. There is also a bar across the street, and right next to that is a run down adult movie theater. I was walking along when a car pulled up. They asked me if I was working, I told them no! I’m not a whore. He drove off, then I see these two guys leave the bar, and they looked pretty cute.
I continued walking and I hear a car pull up behind me, I was ready to yell because I thought it was the same creepy guy from before, but it was the two guys from the bar. They asked me how I was doing and if I needed a ride. I thought about it for a minute then I said sure. Usually I do not just go jumping into cars with strangers because you never know what is going to happen, but I had my gun with me so I was alright with it. The guy in the passenger seat turned around and said, “How much for role play dress up?” I said, “Excuse me?” He repeated it, I said, “I don’t know, how much do you usually pay?” I was going to tell them that I would fuck them for free and I wasn’t a gutter whore who walked the street when I heard him say, “For what we have in mind I was thinking $800.00 for two hours. Does that sound good?”
That sounded more than good to me, I told them I knew a place where we could go, he told me that they already had a place and gave me an address to where we would be going. I knew the street. I was not dressed for it. We pulled up to one of the biggest fucking homes I have ever seen, then taken inside. The first guy ran upstairs, and the second took me into the den downstairs. He said, “The outfit is on the sofa, put it on then wait for us to knock on the door, and you can pour yourself a drink if you want too.” Then he tossed the 800 at me.
I got dressed in this white bodysuit type of thing, I kept my heels on because the ones they had there were too big for my feet. I had something to drink then waited. It wasn’t all that long before there was a knock. I walked to the door and opened it. The two guys were standing there completely naked. Okay. They walked in and told me that they wanted me to sit in the leather chair that was in there and be really bitchy, and they would sit at my feet and do what ever I wanted, as long as I was super bitchy and controlling.
I asked them if they were brothers, they laughed and said no, they were partners well shit, no cock for me. So I sat there and had them crawl for me, clean my shoes with their mouths, had them suck each other off, threw in some light CBT, and then told them how much beneath me they were. We did other things as well, but it only lasted for two hours. They thanked me and told me to get dressed and then come out and they would drive me home. I was walking around their living room area waiting for them, and that is when I saw it. A picture of this austere looking older woman who was dressed in white.
One of the guys caught me looking at it and I asked who it was and he told me it was his partner’s Mother. Everything clicked. I didn’t get dick, but I did get to control a couple and get paid for my time, all in all a good night.
I have a freaky phone sex story for you. I was partying hard last night with a bunch of married men. I went to the local strip club because women get in free and they drink for free too. I was twice the age of most of the strippers, but the men in the club had their eyes on me. It was amateur night, which I didn’t know. I was just there for the free booze and to pick up some men. I entered the contest, mostly to show up the 20 something bitches who called me an old whore. Those bitches have nothing on an old trailer trash whore like me. I worked that pole like I majored in stripper moves 101. One guy put his beer bottle on the stage while I was dancing. I thought he was offering me a drink, so I picked it up with my ass and shat the beer out on the faces of the men in front. Everyone’s mouth was open. The young strippers were in awe, some were grossed out. When men were paying me hundreds of dollars to do that trick again, they wanted to know my secret. I won the contest and I walked off with close to a grand. Not a bad night when you consider I just went there for the free booze. Oh, did I mention I got a job offer and came home with the club’s security guy? He wanted to fuck my old ass. Afterwards, he told me I was a better fuck than all the strippers combined.
