READ THE FULL STORY ABOUT THE EXCLUSIVE SEX WORKER EPISODE 37 (18+)
The Exclusive Sex Worker Episode 37 (18+). The door opened and I sat up as I saw a young lady come in.
She closed the door behind her, and smiling at me she said, “Hi…”
“Hi.” I replied suspecting this was the girl I was supposed to be fooling with tonight.
Even though I wasn’t a lesbian, I had to admit that she was beautiful. Average height, dark skinned and slim, she had a perfectly oval face. Catty eyes that was heavily made up, a small pert nose and a small heart shaped mouth with full lips.
She was in a two piece tan coloured lingerie set. The top was slit open in the middle under her medium sized firm breasts that perked up with its brown Tips peeking at me through the lace.
I couldn’t control my eyes as it fell down to her crotch covered in a thong.
“I’m Fantasia,” she said.
I knew that wasn’t her real name which was cool, we didn’t like to use our real names in our line of work.
“Tish.” I replied.
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She approached the bed. “So… you a lesbian or bisexual?”
I was taken aback for a second at the straight to business question.
“I…ah… none. This is my first time. Ritchie wanted this, not me.”
“Oh? Okay…well, it’s all good. I’ll treat you well for a first timer.”
I didn’t reply as I watched her. She looked like she was in her early twenties but something told me she was older. She was juat one of the lucky ones who had the innocent young looks. It would fool most people but there was something about her, maybe her eyes, there was an experienced look about them.
“Are you lesbian?” I asked.
She shook her head, as she climbed into the bed with me. “I don’t choose.”
Okay, I thought to myself even though it wasn’t okay. I wasn’t sure I could do this. It just didn’t really feel right for me, being with a female like myself.
“Relax, Tish.” She said, lightly running her hand over the side of my face. “Would you like some wine?”
“I’ve had three glasses.” I replied.
“Ok… just relax… can you remember the first time you had S£x…? I bet you were nervous about it too? It’s okay to be nervous but relax, this will be fun, I guarantee you.”
If only she knew the story about how I’d had my virginity taken from me. It wasn’t something I liked thinking about, so I just managed a small smile that I didn’t feel.
“You’re well endowed.” She said eyeing my breasts, “For such a slender figure, you have really huge breasts…. I love huge breasts.”
She snaked her hand under my silk lingerie to cup one of my breasts. She squeezed and I closed my eyes. It felt good but I wanted to tell her to take her hand away.
“You’re not wearing panties.” She whispered as her other hand found my crotch.
“Yes…. Boss’ orders.” I replied, lightly taking her hand off my pússy.
“Your boss is very handsome and wealthy.” She said and I looked at her, trying to see if she was interested in him.
“I bet he fúcks really well.” She said.
“You know him well?” I asked
“Yeah… he’s employed me a few times to fool around with that other girl, Gene, while he watched…. But he never fúcks her in my presence. He just watches us.”
This was news to me. So Genie had also done this for Richard. This meant I had to suck it up and just do it.
“Lay on your back, let’s get you more comfortable.” She told me, as she put her hands on the hem of my gown, about to pull it up.
“Are we starting already?” I asked, holding the hem down. “Ritchie is not here yet.”
She frowned “So, you’re doing this strictly for him? You don’t plan on having some fun while at it?”
“Emm.. Fantasia… I’m not a lesbian, this doesn’t feel normal to me. It can feel good but it’s not normal and I’m not comfortable with it but if it’s what gets him turned on, I have to do it.”
“Does he know? That you’re not cool with this?”
I bit my lip, not able to respond.
“If you’re not comfortable with it, you should let him know.”
Just then the door opened and Rich came in.
“Have you two already begun?” He asked looking at the both of us. “Don’t stop on my account, go on.”
“She’s not comfortable with this,” Fantasia said suddenly “and I can’t work with her if she cannot relax.”
“Wait… I didn’t say I didn’t want to do it.” I hurriedly added. What was with this bítch? I hadn’t expected her to spill what I’d just told her to him.
“You don’t have to say it, your body says it for you. I can’t work with this, it would be like raping you.”
I raised a brow. ‘Seriously? Don’t be absurd, it’s not like that.”
“Tishé.” Rich called and I looked at him. “Do you want this or not?”
He had that impatient expression again, the one that warned me to be truthful.
“I want this if it’s what you like.” I replied quietly.
I saw another look cross his face, a look of frustration.
“Come here.” He called, walking off to a corner of the room.
I came down the bed, throwing Fantasia a brief angry glare, the Bytch was smiling sheepishly, her catty, devious eyes eyeing me coolly and I knew she had done this on purpose.
Walking over to Rich, I tried to do some damage control, “Rich, please let me explain….”
“What have I told you about telling me the truth? If you can’t handle something, just say you can’t. I won’t kill you.”
Yeah, but you might dump me and right now, I cangn’t let that happen. I need you too much, I thought.
“I thought I could manage it like the Buttocks thing which turned out to be really good….” I began but he cut me off.
“But you can’t?”
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He held my gaze and I shook my head, looking away from him. “It just doesn’t feel right being with a girl.”
“Okay then.” He said turning from me and walking over to the bed, he addressed Fanny.
“Fanny.. Change of plans, I’ll see if one of the guys is available. Is that fine?”
She shrugged nonchalantly but I caught a glimpse of surprise on her face, “Sure.”
I frowned from where I was. Why was she surprised? Had she expected Rich to yell at me or force me to do it?
What were they even talking about? What did he mean he would see if one of the guys was free? To do what?
He walked over to the connecting telephone in the room and dialled a number, speaking to someone at the other end.
To Be Continued…