Chapter 2: Kristen’s Invitation

When Kristen called me and asked me about my plans for New Year’s, I knew it could mean only one thing. There was no way someone in her profession would be NOT working that night. It would be like a store closing the day after Thanksgiving. Kristen generally made a killing on regular nights so I could only imagine what the biggest party night of the year would bring her. The question for me was why she wanted me to join her. Thus I stayed on the line and waited impatiently for her to explain herself.

“OK Kelly, I’ve got the coolest thing and you’ll LOVE it, I’m so sure,” she gushed over the phone. I just stayed quiet, figuring she would just go on anyway so why interrupt?

“OK ... here’s the story ... this group of guys want to rent this big van or limo for the night and drive around town and they need some companionship, if you know what I mean.”

Well duh, I knew exactly what she meant, or so I thought. They wanted to get laid while driving around town. Not exactly an original idea but so far that didn’t sound all that crazy so I let her go on.

“There’s some party they want to go to then and we just have to dance and be friendly,” she concluded. She paused but when she got no response from me, she asked, “Kelly? You still there?”

“Yeah, I’m here,” I responded noncommittally.

“So what do you think? It’s not supposed to be crazy like the last time so I thought you might want to go out and have some fun. You’ve been like a hermit lately.”

The “last time” she referred to was when we joined up with another girl to be the “entertainment” at a private suite during some trade show or convention. It was insane - a solid evening of being fucked virtually non-stop, not to mention guys jerking off and spraying me all over. By the time the night was done, I was only barely conscious of even being fucked and it took a LONG shower to even get the majority of the cum off of me. DEFINITELY a one-time thing. OK, so I was glad to have done it ONCE just for the experience of a monster gangbang, but not ever again.

As for being a “hermit”, sure since moving to my own apartment I hadn’t seen her as much. At the same time, after splitting up with my boyfriend whom I THOUGHT I was going to marry just a few months ago, my dating life wasn’t exactly stable. I was going out now and then, but just one-night type of things, nothing requiring any emotional involvement. I had also started my own “business: entertaining at various home sex parties which was certainly one way to get out of the house, so to say. Sure, I spent a lot of time in my apartment alone, but that didn’t qualify me as a hermit!

“Well ... I don’t think so Kristen, sounds like it could get out of hand again like the last time,” I demurred.

“Oh Kelly, you’ve become such a fuddy dud lately!” Kristen huffed on the other end of the line, “C’mon, loosen up a little.”

Loosen up? What do you call a business where you dress up in sexy lingerie and parade about in front of a group of people all but naked? Not to mention last month when I did a bachelor party where I fucked the groom. A don’t forget the time a month after that when I the husband of one of the women at a party I did fucked me while she watched! So give me a break cuz, I haven’t exactly become a nun.