"Here, let Mike take your coat. Mike," Megan told the man she was towering over on her arm.

Her husband, following and closing the door, took the man's jacket.

Megan led the man through to the living room. "Do you want to be called Big Bull, or do you prefer..."

"John is fine," he said.

"Drink, what can I get you, John?" she asked.

"Whisky, neat," John replied, his eyes roaming over Megan's body in a way that made Mike's blood boil.

"Mike, get John his drink," Megan ordered, her voice sweet but firm.

Mike hesitated, his mind racing. He turned and headed to the kitchen, his body tense, but he listened in and watched as he fetched the drink.

Megan turned to John, her hands running up his chest. "So, John, Leo asked to make sure you had the cash," she purred.

John handed an envelope to Megan, who counted it.

"Excellent. Come sit down." She said and put the envelope on the fireplace.

Mike handed John the drink.

John took the drink from Mike, his eyes never leaving Megan. "Thanks," he said, his voice thick with lust.

Megan smiled at John, her hand still on his chest. "So, we do have a bit of a race against the clock. You arranged with Leo that you wanted some oral and then move on to fucking me, right?"

John nodded eagerly, taking a large gulp of his whisky.

Megan's smile widened, her cheeks dimpling. "Well, I think we can manage that; after all, that's what the amount in the envelope covers: sexy dress-up, oral and sex, supply of condoms, venue and, of course, a complimentary drink."

She sat next to John.

"But Leo did ask me to explain some optional extras, if you're interested," she said, her voice sultry and low. She leaned in closer to John, her breath warm and sweet on his ear. "For an additional fee, I could be persuaded to let you fuck my ass, or maybe you'd like me to eat your ass... there are options if you like,"

John looked at her. "What about where I cum?"

Megan smiled, "Condom is the standard package; there are options for mouth, tits, pussy, or ass. For an extra fee, I can take your cum anywhere; even my husband here is an option."

Mike's eyes were wide, but he was unable to say or do anything.

"No, I'm not gay, so I don't need his services. But say I would rather not wear a condom; is that possible?" John asked.

"Of course, an extra fifty for bareback, and in addition, you will need the 'Cum on' option, a preference on where you would like to finish, or shall I list the prices?" Megan said, her lips brushing against John's ear, making him shudder.

John nodded eagerly, his eyes never leaving Megan's. "I want to fuck you raw, and I want to cum inside your pussy," he said.

"Well, I think we can accommodate you. So you are looking at an additional hundred for that." She turned to Mike, who was still standing in the doorway, his face a mask of shock and disbelief; she smiled as if he should be proud of her sales skills.

"Dam", John said and reached into his pocket, "I only have another sixty."

"Oh no," Megan said, "Well, I tell you what, I'll take ten off since it's your first time and let you finish on my tits, deal?" She spat on her hand and held it out.

"Deal," John said, and they did the same; they shook on it.

"So, would you like to go to the bedroom or here?" Megan said, her hand now rubbing John's crotch.

"Bedroom", John replied, his voice thick with desire.

Megan smiled, standing up and taking his hand. "Come with me," she purred, leading him to the bedroom.

Mike watched as his wife led the stranger into their bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest as he followed.

Megan let John pass and then turned to her husband, "Leo said you have to remove the plug and pretend to give him a blowjob while listening in, and you are lucky this guy is not gay; the next one might be, so get practising."

Megan closed the door, and Mike began his instruction.

Megan turned to John, who was on the bed.

"Now, let's get your dick out, shall we?" Megan said while walking towards John.

She knelt on the bed next to him, her knees spreading slightly to give him a view of her pussy.

Megan reached for John's belt, her fingers deftly unbuckling it and sliding it out of the loops. She undid his fly, revealing his boxers and the considerable bulge underneath. She felt a thrill of anticipation as she hooked her fingers into the waistband and pulled them down, freeing his thick, hard cock.

"Fuck, that's a big one," Megan murmured. She had done a great job of widening her eyes in fake surprise; as she took in the sight of his dick, she was pleased with her tone and that it conveyed real delight.

She ran her fingertips lightly over his shaft.

Megan smiled up at him, her lips parting slightly as she licked her lips. "I can't wait; this is going to be nice," she whispered.

With that, she opened her mouth and took the head of his cock inside. John groaned, his hips thrusting forward slightly, pushing more of himself into Megan's mouth. She took it, moaning around his dick as she sucked and bobbed her head, her lips tight around his shaft.

She used one hand to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm, while the other hand reached under his t-shirt and played with his nipple.

John groaned, his hips bucking slightly, pushing more of himself into Megan's mouth. She relaxed, taking him deeper. She pulled back, her lips tight around his shaft, sucking hard as she went.

John gasped, his hips thrusting forward, his hands gripping the bedsheets.

"I need to fuck you, now," John begged, his voice thick with lust and urgency.

Megan smiled around his cock before pulling off completely. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, you are the customer, so sure, let's get you inside me."

She climbed up the bed, straddling him, her hands on his shoulders. She leaned down, her breasts pressing against his chest, her lips brushing his ear.

John's hands immediately went to her ass, holding her.

"Fuck, you have a great ass," he muttered, spreading her cheeks wide and encouraging her down.

Megan leaned back slightly; she tugged her panties to the side, giving him better access as she reached down and guided his cock to her entrance. John thrust his hips.

Megan let out a little whimper and then smiled, "I like your urgency, but let me take care of you; let me show you what Megan Pleasures has to offer." She purred, slowly sinking down onto his cock, inch by inch.

She felt him stretching her, filling her. John was thick, and she savoured the fullness.

As she took him fully inside her. She rolled her hips, and John let out a low growl, his hands gripping her hips tightly.

"Ride me, baby. Ride my cock."

Megan smiled, her blue eyes looking into his as she began to move. She rose up slowly, feeling his cock slide out of her, then slammed back down, taking him deep. She repeated the movement, setting a steady rhythm, her body bouncing on his with each thrust.

John groaned, his hands gripping her hips tighter, urging her to move faster. Megan obliged, quickening her pace, her breath coming in short gasps. She could feel the pleasure building, her pussy clenching around his cock with each movement. She knew she was close, but she wanted to make this last.

"You did pay to fuck this pussy; why don't you flip me over and fuck me good?" Megan suggested, her hands gripping his shoulders.

John didn't need to be told twice. He eagerly flipped Megan over, her tits bouncing as she landed on her stomach. His cock twitching in anticipation inside her, as he positioned himself between her legs, he reached down and pulled open her robe, his hand reaching inside her bra and gripping her tit. Megan moaned at his touch but still wanted him to fuck her to climax.

Megan wiggled her ass, inviting him in. "What are you waiting for? Fuck me," she urged, looking up at him through her long fake lashes.

John didn't need any more encouragement; he pulled her tits from her bra and collapsed himself onto her, pressing against them, his hands on her hips as he began to pump in and out of her pussy. Megan moaned at the sensation, her pussy clenching around the girth of his rod as he fucked her hard, just the way she liked it.

John was grunting with every thrust, his weight pinning her down. Megan felt her pending orgasm; she willed it as she moaned along with John.

"Oh god, yes, that's it, baby. Fuck me harder," she encouraged him, enjoying her fuck.

John panted through short breaths and told her, "I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum inside your pussy."

Megan felt a surge of frustration at his words, her own climax not far away but still out of reach. "No, baby, on my tits," she gasped, her hips still bucking back against him, meeting his thrusts with equal force; she was not sure she had the strength or will to push him off, the pleasure so good.

John pulled out; he shuffled up and began to beat his shaft over her.

Megan began to rub her clit and finger fuck herself. "Fuck, I'm coming, John, I'm coming with you," she cried out, her body convulsing as ropes of his hot spunk began to cover her.

*****

When Megan was showing John out, Mike was still sucking on his plug.

"Good boy," Megan said as she passed.

She gave John a small kiss on the cheek as she opened the door. "So, yeah, just book through Leo, and we can sort out the details on the day, baby." 

As John turned to leave, she patted his ass, then closed the door.

"Pussy-boy," she called.

Mike came bounding down the stairs.