Chapter 7

Author’s Note: I think this is a chapter a lot of us have been looking forward to! Crystal is finally coming into her own. Enjoy!

Saturday was a typical hot, muggy Houston summer day, but I was excited to embrace it. It had been a long week, and the girls and I had crashed early on Friday night. I peeled myself off Rita, whose naked ass was nestled against my crotch. I glimpsed that her asshole was still slightly red from a particularly intense anal session before bed. There was a trail of dried cum from her ass to between her thighs.

Kat yawned, stretched, and turned over, pulling the covers over her head. Jess wasn’t in bed. She must have been as excited about the day as I was. I quickly found out she was.

Jess sat at the bar overlooking the kitchen. She had an iPad propped up in front of her.

“Hey, love,” she greeted me. “Check this out.”

I walked behind her to look over her shoulder. She was scanning footage of the Hooker House.

“Look who was playing with Bryce last night,” Jess said, referring to the Houston pro football wide receiver.

“That looks like Nicole,” I said.

“It is,” Jess said. “Bryce didn’t have an appointment. I think they’re hooking up.”

“Maybe it was just a last-minute thing,” I said.

“Alix didn’t put it on the schedule,” Jess said. “And it was the third time this week he saw her.”

“You think they’re dating?” I asked.

“I think they’re fucking,” Jess said with a laugh. “Kat is going to be a little bit jealous. Not super jealous. But she likes Bryce. They click.”

“Yeah, but Kat hasn’t fucked him for months,” I said.

“You think girls are suddenly rational?” Jess said playfully.

“Well, babe, I can tell you that you’re right about one thing,” I said.

“What’s that?” Jess asked.

“They’re definitely fucking,” I said and pointed to the screen. Nicole was bent over the kitchen counter taking Bryce from behind while she snorted a line of cocaine.

Jess and I stared at the action for a couple minutes.

“They’re pretty hot together,” she said.

“Really hot,” I said.

“You want to fuck Nicole again, don’t you?” Jess asked. She never failed to show me how perceptive she was.

“Not really an option,” I said. “It’s not worth the consequences of pissing off Kat.”

“You didn’t answer my question,” she said.

“Yeah, I’d totally fuck her,” I admitted.

“You’ve been an awfully good boy lately,” Jess observed. “You didn’t even play at the ranch.”

“The other girls were awfully busy,” I said, mock defensively.

“I need to learn to step back from the action,” Jess said. “I can’t make the agency its best and most profitable if I get caught up in being just another whore.”

“You’ll never be just another whore, darling,” I said, wrapping my arms around her from behind and kissing her neck.

I made coffee, and Jess and I steered the conversation to the central topic of the day.

“So who did you set up Crystal with for her first appointment?” I asked.

“I gave it a lot of thought,” Jess said. “I really did. And I settled on.” She paused for dramatic effect. “Your friend Jason.”

“Seriously?” I said. Jason was one of my closest guy friends and a former co-worker. He’d hosted the party where I made Kat and Jess free-use sluts for the evening as their punishment for hiding Kat’s affair with Tommy from me.

“He’s perfect, don’t you think?” she asked rhetorically. “Good looking, super polite, not rough. His dick is smaller than yours.”

She looked at me with sparkling eyes and a smile.

“He might fall in love with her,” I said and laughed.

“I picked him because I thought she might be smitten with him,” she said. “And if she wants to come back for more? It’s only going to be easier to make her a full-time whore.”

“Crystal is primed for it,” I said. “Do you think it’ll be more or less than six months before you’ve ruined her?”

“Less,” Jess said confidently. “Definitely less.”

Crystal came to our house before her appointment with Jason at the Hooker House. Jess wanted to make a fuss about her first client. It was a good thing we had extra time, too. Crystal was understandably nervous, but she was excited. And she looked the part.

Jess had told her to wear shorts, heels, and a tube top. Crystal had bought new stiletto heels, short white shorts, and a red tube top that barely contained her tits. She wore matching red lipstick and heavy makeup.

“You look good, Crystal!” Jess enthused when she arrived.

“Thanks,” she said. “I’m a little nervous.”

“Do you want some coke?” Jess offered. “The first time I fucked for money, I did so much coke.” She laughed.

“I would love some!” Crystal said happily, her eyes lighting up.

“You look really good,” I said, sliding my hand around her waist. “Really hot.”

“Do you think so?” she asked and popped her gum in her mouth.

“So hot,” I said, letting my hand drop to her ass and cup it.

Jess led Crystal to the coke setup on the bar.

“Here you go,” Jess said, hanging her a straw.

“Thanks,” Crystal said, sweeping aside her thick, dirty blonde hair and bending over.

She had gotten very comfortable doing cocaine, and I wondered if she might have found her own source for blow.

“You guys get the best coke,” she said, rubbing her nose.

Crystal strolled away from the bar and noticed the backyard.

“Wow, you have a tennis court?” she said. “That’s so cool. I love tennis.”

Kat and Rita were outside playing. It had become part of their daily routine.

“Let’s do a little work on your makeup, sweetie,” Jess said.

“Isn’t it okay?” Crystal asked.

“It’s a little bit heavy,” Jess said. “Don’t worry. It’s a great first try. I just want to lighten it up a little bit. You don’t know this, but I also work as a makeup artist.” It was a bit of a fib. Jess hadn’t taken a makeup gig in a couple years now.

“Oh, wow, yeah I’d love to see how you do it,” Crystal said.

They disappeared in the back. Kat and Rita came inside.

“Getting the lamb ready for slaughter?” Kat asked with a laugh.

“She looks like she’s kind of cute, at least from a distance,” Rita said.

“She is cute,” I said. “Jess is having fun.”

“Don’t lie, daddy,” Kat said flirtatiously. “You’re loving this.”

“Sometimes it’s fun to be naughty,” I said.

“What’s your real plan for her?” Rita asked.

“Well, first, to find out if she really wants to be an escort,” I said. “Or see if she’s just playing at it. If she really wants it? I see myself shaping her into someone like Gloria.”

“You want to make her a bimbo,” Kat said then quickly added, “No offense to Gloria.”

“That’s a fair way to put it,” I said. “Are you okay with that?” I looked at Rita, since I knew what Kat would say.

“It kind of sounds like fun,” Rita said. “Is she really that dumb and without direction?”

“I think so,” I said.

“Then have fun with it, baby,” Rita said. “I know you have appetites. We all know it. As long as it doesn’t come between us, you know I’m okay if you do naughty things. I love you.”