Prostitution?
written by:
Shirley Temple

This is another story that I wasn't going to bother writing. It was just a little fun at the time, sexual if a little juvenile in nature, but I would not be being true to myself and the reason I originally started writing if I missed it out.

At the time of this event I was still working at the pub. I had split with my husband and moved into a small flat with Pete whom if you have read my other stories you'll know was my lover and now my husband.

As we were saving to buy a house money was very tight at the time. So when one of the regular customers offered me a job cleaning his house I gladly accepted.

George was a very pleasant chap and always very polite. He was in his late fifties with silver grey hair, smartly dressed and in reasonable shape. He'd semi-retired so his son could take control of the family business.

All I had to do was clean up at his place a couple of mornings each week for about three hours and the pay was good, £5 an hour cash in hand (No tax). I did this for a couple of weeks and to be honest it was easy money, George was not a particularly untidy person and my services were barely required.

As I was leaving one day George calmly said if I was willing to wear shorter skirts while working he would pay me double. I was quite shocked as he had always been such a gentleman since I'd known him but showing a bit of leg was not a major problem for me, it was just a bit of harmless fun and if it made an old man happy all the better. £10 an hour just for wearing my shortest mini skirts, so that's exactly what I did.

This carried on for a few weeks and although George was obviously eyeing me up he was always a gentleman and never tried his luck, but I'm not totally naive so when he used to disappear into the bathroom or his bedroom I knew what he was doing.

I'm not sure if it was because I felt I owed him due to the amount he was paying me or whether it was just my curiosity that got the better, but there I stood one day outside his bedroom door, George had been in there a few minutes. I pushed open the door and walked straight in, there was George sat on the edge of his bed with his trousers and briefs around his ankles and his cock in his hand slowly stroking his stiff shaft. I guess it would be deemed ageist nowadays but I was pleasantly surprised to see what a fine specimen he had for a man of his age. Even in his own hand his shaft looked quite large, his smooth foreskin pulled back exposing his shiny purple helmet and his silver grey pubic hair perfectly matching that on his head.

George quickly tried to cover his embarrassment and started to stammer out an apology but I stopped him in his tracks, I shock my head and holding my forefinger to my mouth I whispered to him to shush. Then as he looked on wide eyed I reached down holding onto the hem of my skirt I slowly pulled it up to my waist exposing my white cotton panties. I was now stood directly in front of George with my panty clad crotch at his eye level. Looking directly at me he began to rub his shaft vigorously, within a couple of minutes he closed his eyes and let out a low groan as jets of thick semen spurted from his cock landing back on his shaft and hand. As I let my skirt drop back down I pulled my knickers down and stepping out of them I placed them next to George on the bed and left him to clean up.

It was quite a while before George showed his face and when he did he could not have been more apologetic,

"Sorry Katie, I should not have asked you to wear shorter skirts and it was very wrong of me to urmmh ........ Do that while you were here. I do hope I haven't spoiled things and you're not so disgusted with me that you won't come round again. It won't happen again"

My answer to that was simple,

"I hope it does happen again! You have nothing to be ashamed of George, it's something all men do and not only did I enjoy watching you but it's a compliment to know you were thinking of me"

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On my next visit it felt a little bit awkward at first, I knew at some point I would be watching George masturbate but wasn't sure how things would start so decided to leave it up to him. As usual George disappeared into his bedroom, the funny thing is I was more excited this time as I stood there with my heart pounding waiting to "Accidentally" walk in on him. I left it a good five minutes then pushing open the door I was greeted by the sight of George sat totally naked on the edge of the bed cock in hand. He smiled at me as I walked up to him and once again lifted my short skirt to show him my simple white cotton briefs.

He was more controlled this time slowly pulling his foreskin back and forth, rather than gripping his shaft he held it between his thumb and fingertips giving me a much better view. I could see he was getting a lot of pleasure from playing with himself while I looked on but there was also a look of concern in his eyes, with his free hand he slowly reached out then paused. Looking down at him I nodded my approval and felt his fingertips make contact with my leg. His skin was so soft and warm as his hand slowly caressed up and down my inner thigh each time getting nearer to my crotch. I could feel my juices were beginning to flow and guessed by now there must be an obvious damp patch on my panties, God how I just wanted him to thrust his fingers inside me but George knew exactly what he was doing. Finally I felt his fingertips softly circling over my clitty, I couldn't take this for long. I let out a soft whimper as George pushed the palm of his hand against my panty clad pussy. My legs buckled and I held on firmly to his shoulders as my cunt spasmed to his wonderful touch.

Looking down I could see George was still in need of relief. Quickly removing my soaked panties I placed them over his cock then lent down and wrapped them around his stiff shaft and began to stroke him. I suspected it was a while since he'd had the touch of a woman. He reached out and held me gently around my thighs and closed his eyes in pleasure as I continued to wank his wonderful cock. I didn't want to rush things but I guess a man can only last so long especially if it's a while since they've had any attention and feeling George's grip tighten I knew he was close. His shaft began to twitch in my hand and I watched as George's spunk filled my panties making them even wetter.

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Because we didn't really talk that much about what was happening I wasn't to sure what George got off on but I wanted to try and move things up a gear so the next time when he went to his bedroom I barely gave him a minute before following him. He stood there naked, his cock still flaccid. I held him close and kissed his chest as I took his shaft in my hand feeling its power as it began to stiffen. Turning away from George I bent over his dresser, raised my skirt and provocatively wiggled my bum at him.

George stood behind me, placed his stiff shaft between my arse cheeks and began to softly knead my buttocks with his hands, I felt the tip of his cock gently brushing across my panty clad crotch, along my slit causing my swollen clitty to tingle> Yes that's it I thought, just pull my knickers to one side and slide your cock inside me. But it was as if George just liked to tease. It must have been so sensitive on his cock just rubbing it across my cotton panties, it certainly was for me and as I climaxed I was amazed at how much my juices were flowing, my panties were soaking. Then I suddenly realised why, George had the tip of his cock gently pushed against my crotch squirting his warm sticky spunk into my panties.

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These little games carried on for weeks and George kept on paying me although in all honesty I was do very little cleaning. Then a couple of weeks before Christmas he asked me if I would like to go round one evening so he could cook me a meal.

I actually told Pete the truth about where I was going,

"George has invited me round as a thank you for what I've done for him"

O.K. So I was sparing with the truth!

When I arrived George said,

"I've bought you a present, I hope you don't mind. It's in the bedroom"

I opened the box on the bed to find some very nice, good quality lingerie. Guessing that George would like me to wear it that evening I quickly stripped off to change. It consisted of a black satin bra with matching French knickers and garter belt, each item had a small red bow on the front, to finish off the outfit there was a pair of pure silk stockings. Luckily I'd chosen to wear black heels.

Although it felt a little strange I was quite comfortable sitting there eating a meal in just my underwear while George was fully dressed. After we'd finished eating we sat drinking wine and chatting about nothing in particular, I realised George was not going to push things further so I did!

I took hold of his hand and lead him to the bedroom. After a quick kiss on his lips I said,

"Take your clothes off"

Once George was naked I gently pushed him down on the bed. As I straddled his waist I could already feel his cock stiffening under my warm pussy. George had a look of contented pleasure on his face and seemed happy for me to take control, his hands resting gently on my thighs. I smiled down at him as I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. As I let it fall from my shoulders exposing my tits George took a sharp breath of air and I felt his cock twitch as it stiffened even more. I guess he had fantasised about this moment but never dreamt it would ever become reality.

Slowly I leaned forward offering my tits to George. Ever so gently he sucked and nibbled each one in turn, as my nipples hardened he circled his tongue around them before sucking them some more. I could feel his balls pressed up against my hot moist pussy and the large purple tip of his very stiff shaft was poking up into my belly but I was not about to rush things, George's oral massage of my tits felt too good.

My breathing was becoming very rapid and I was starting to pant as George flicked his tongue across my nipples. He must have known the affect this was having on me, his grip on my thighs increased and he sucked harder and harder on each nipple. Suddenly I feel forward onto George a I felt my cunt spasm and contract, then as it relaxed I could feel my pussy lips open and my juices flowing out soaking my satin panties. Now I was more prepared and ready for George's cock inside me!

George didn't take his eyes off me as I stood beside the bed and slipped my thumbs in the waistband of my knickers, although he'd played with me on numerous occasions he'd never actually seen my pussy!

I wiggled my hips provocatively as I slowly pushed down the loose fitting French knickers, the only resistance being the soaked crotch. As they feel easily to my ankles I stepped from them and stood there for a moment to allow George to take in the sight of my naked body. My pert breasts with erect nipples and my smooth shaved pussy giving no hiding place for my swollen clitty, framed by the garter belt and stockings.

I climbed back on the bed and once again straddled George's waist. Leaning forward I rubbed his shaft along my slit causing the tip to bounce over my throbbing clit. I was so wet that no more foreplay was necessary. Raising my hips I reached down between my legs, taking hold of George's rock hard cock and holding it upright I placed the tip between my open pussy lips. George looked like he'd died and gone to heaven, a couple of months ago it had been more than he hoped for to look at my panty clad crotch as he masturbated, now his large cock was about to slide into my tight pussy.

As I lowered myself taking the first inch or two of his shaft I looked down at George. I knew what his reaction would be, he was intently looking down, savouring the sight as his cock disappeared up inside me. And what a wonderful cock it was as I rocked up and down slowly taking more of his large thick shaft into my hot moist pussy. With one final push down I was fully impaled. I remained stationary for a minute, his large throbbing member felt so good buried deep inside me, and it was my turn to be in heaven. George cupped my breasts and squeezed them gently as I slowly rocked back and forth, God I didn't want this to end.

But as they say, all good things...........

The truth is with so little movement between us George could have probably lasted a lot longer than me but I wanted him to get as much satisfaction as I did. So as I felt my orgasm start to build I sat upright and reached behind me. Taking George's balls in my hand I gently squeezed them. As my cunt muscles contracted around his cock George grabbed me tightly by the hips making sure I stayed fully impaled on his shaft as it pulsed, pumping jets of hot seed deep inside my pussy.

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Just a couple of weeks after Christmas Pete and myself bought a house in a nearby town and I started a new job which meant there would be no more naughty little sessions with George. On my last visit I decided to surprise George and let him walk in on me. He made a coffee as he normally did when I arrived and by the time he brought it through to the lounge I was already naked. Kneeling down in front of him I quickly unzipped his trousers and pulled them down along with his boxers. I really did take him by surprise as his cock was still soft. I immediately took his shaft in my mouth and sucked it greedily with some purpose. I won't profess to being the worlds greatest cock sucker but I was in a determined mood and it gave me quite a thrill to feel his shaft growing hard in my mouth. I was like a woman possessed sucking and slurping at as much of his large member as I could take. I grabbed hold of his buttocks to make sure he knew this was not foreplay. I felt his hands on the back of my head holding it in place as he started to fuck my face. He was good; as I continued my vigorous sucking he pushed his cock right to the back of my mouth without trying to ram it down my throat. I felt dirty but I liked it.

There was only one thing I really wanted to feel though and at this relentless pace it didn't take long. Wrapping my lips tightly around his shaft I felt each pulse as he ejaculated, spraying warm jets of thick creamy cum into my willing mouth, I savoured taste before swallowing eagerly.