"Twenty, that will get you like four BJs, or you can fuck me twice, or once without a rubber," Sara shouted, leaning back on the wall, across the street from the old guy who asked. She straightened up, adjusting her undersized bra, propping up her tightly pushed-up assets. Satisfied that her titties, she was still getting used to calling them that, would attract the right dirty old man; she adjusted her lace stockings, he...

The town was bustling with people as Megan and Mike walked towards the hotel. The air cool, a sharp contrast to the heat coursing through Megan's veins. She could feel the silk of her crotchless underwear against her skin, the cool breeze circulating under and up through her knee-length coat, the coat that was allowing her to blend in and hide that she only had the underwear the client had chosen below. Mike walked beside...

As soon as I finish speaking, Paul slams on the brakes and asks, "What do you mean appointment? What do you do with your body? Why would you require a bodyguard, for heaven's sake?” "Honey, you wanted me to see how others see me, and tonight I've had a real eye-opening experience," I say, reaching out and holding Paul's hand. "Paul, when I went to the manager's office, he accused me of working his hotel guests." Paul give...

After lunch we were driving along the Mespil Road on our way to the job when I spotted, Natalie, our receptionist, standing outside the Baggot Inn, drinking a pint. She was with a girl with long dark hair and they looked like they were out on a session. “Look yon,” I said. and pointed at them. “Yon? Fucking yon? Are we on a ship being rowed by slaves?” “It’s a word,” I said. “Here’s another word, Tony, dickhead. Fucking y...

Bob was footloose in Cordoba, Argentina. It is a beautiful city with many interesting places to visit. The cathedral in the large central piazza is a shining example of Spanish colonial architecture at its best, and it would take him a good while to tire of the many piazzas and historical buildings in the old city. But he was beginning to get his old, familiar traveller's horn. He had not had a fuck for over a week, which...

She draws an eye with a black pencil, a long curve, a black line, graceful, men don't even realize how this simple sinuous line is capable of enchanting males. The reflection blinks, and a victorious smile appears. The mirror shows a kiss; she adorns her lip, a bright red, thick and strong. Presses her lips together to get the design right. "Beautiful." The mirrored portrait laughs and shows her fine teeth, the brush ador...

Shortly after the spring break, the work I did for Karl changed back into the sort of events I had started originally. It seemed that the burlesque events and the wife-swapping parties were a winter filler, in more ways than one. The calendar soon got busy, and my waitresses and I were as active as ever. I still used the van for street food at lunchtime. Generally, the work was split into four types of parties, each with...

Around my 30th birthday, I decided to treat myself to an escort. A hooker. A prostitute. It had been about two years since my last serious girlfriend and I needed some energetic sex and fantasy without, frankly, spending all of the time dating and building up to the big bedtime. Fortunately, this was in the days when online personal ads were very reliable for connecting with independent hookers, depending on the location,...

My job involves a lot of travel, and a lot of that travel takes me to college towns or, at least, cities that have very large universities, the kind that play big-time football. Let’s put it that way. As such, I have a deep expense account that reimburses me almost carte blanche for tabs at sports bars and strip clubs, now and then if I’m discreet and the name isn’t too obvious. I’m a frequent guest at Hooters, in other w...

Dear Suzanne, We've had an exciting month of dating. It's been wonderful getting to know you and your daughter and we haven't gone too fast but I feel a chemistry is there. I appreciate the caution you've shown, especially as any relationship you have with a man inevitably impacts her. Unfortunately, Hayden has done something that needs to be dealt with immediately. As an older man in the dating scene, I'm used to women's...

Sixteen minutes had passed, according to my watch. The Omega had proven to be an accurate timepiece, even with its scratched crystal, and the faded black band still held it snug to my wrist. I pondered how long I had worn it while I turned the corner and crossed the street to the park, walked down the poorly lit path, and paused among the trees where I had a clear view of the entrance. The sirens announced the arrival of...