A Boy for Hire
Copyright© 2025 by A Vulgar Man
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - This is the story of young Jack, his first meeting with an older woman, Sadie and how she changed his life in a very unexpected way.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Group Sex Black Male Anal Sex Oral Sex
Mom was on her back with her legs open and she woke up when my cock prodded her tight labia. The bedclothes had been tossed aside and I was between her legs, trying to push my cock into her cunt without waking her up.
“Mmm, what do you want, baby?” she asked sleepily.
“I thought that you might like a good morning fuck, Mom,” I smiled.
“Don’t let me stop you,” she gurgled happily, wrapping her arms around me. She spread her legs more and lifted her ass up, giving me access to her cunt. “Don’t ever let me stop you from fucking me, honey. I love it when you make love to me.”
She drew her knees up, arched her cunt at me and sighed happily as the swollen head of my cock slipped into her. “Ooh, so fuckin’ nice!” she sighed, sliding her hands onto my ass and pulling my cock deep into her box. “I love to wake up with a cock in my cunt. Your father woke me up every day like this.”
She pulled my face to her titties, holding the back of my head in one hand while her other hand still gripped and pulled on my flexing ass.
“You’re already hot and wet, Mom,” I gasped as my cock sank into the clinging damp heat of her ready pussy.
“I always am,” she admitted as I ground against her flat belly. “Especially for your big, strong cock, honey.”
She closed her legs around me as I started thrusting into her, using her legs to meet my plunges with upward thrusts of her trim hips. Drawing her long legs up, she locked her ankles just below my ass, humping at me, fucking me with short, quick thrusts. The raging lust that had claimed us the night before returned this morning, in full force.
Mom threw her naked ass up and down, grunting from the strength of my jabs into her cunt. I made sure that I was high enough in the saddle so that her clitoris was being scraped by the throbbing shaft of my hard-on while I fucked her. Before our morning fuck was done, I wanted to hear her screaming with passion.
As I fucked her, I began to kiss and lick her upstanding tits, taking a nipple between my lips, my tongue swirling hotly around the upright nub of her erect nipple. The sliding of my hips along the velvety soft skin of her squeezing thighs felt good to me, almost as good as her sweet, wet cunt felt on my cock. She made soft sounds of pleasure, enjoying the way I sucked on her tits while we fucked.
She moaned as she felt my hands slide down her body and under her to cup her ass, lifting her up to my cock. She squealed happily when I squeezed her ass, banging my cock hard into her pussy. She drew her knees up my sides, bringing them to my shoulders and lifting her cunt in the air. I was almost on my knees as I fucked her now, my cock head going deep into her belly and prodding heavily against her cervix as my balls slapped against the taut cheeks of her ass. Wrapping her arms behind her knees, she pulled them as far back as she could, spreading her crotch out for me to use as I pleased.
“Mmm, ram it to me, sweetie!” she gasped hotly. “Ohh, baby, fuck it good! Aaahh, I love it so! Fuck me ... fuck mother’s wet cunt, darling!”
“Hot cunt!” I groaned, slamming my cock in her hairy cunt as fast as I could move. “You’re so fuckin’ hot, Mom! And wet, too! I love it!”
“Then fuck me, baby!” she urged lewdly, bouncing her cunt up and down on my cock. “Fuck mother’s hot cunt! Ooh, I love your big hard cock, darling!”
I was still clutching the firm cheeks of her uplifted ass. With my cock going so deeply into her belly, Mom began to hiss and whimper incoherently with ecstasy. She moved her raised ass wildly, holding her knees back, looking into my lustfully contorted face with glazed eyes. She sucked on her bottom lip, moaning as the pleasure started to become too much to bear.
“Ooh! That’s it, baby, ram it!” she croaked. “Such a good way to wake up! Mmm, give me your sweet, hard cock, baby! Ooh Christ Jack, fuck me hard! Fuck me real hard! I’m almost there!”
I looked down, watching my cock plunge into my mother’s cunt. It was easy to see with her ass so high and her knees drawn back. I could see the pink wetness of her cunt hugging my cock and the shine of her love oils on it and on her clitoris as they were smeared along the shaft of my cock by her thick labia.
Mom began to moan and whimper as her passions soared. Her pussy was clutching my cock, sucking at it greedily. She held her ass up, her cunt fully exposed to my hammering cock. I was fucking her so hard, her breath was driven from her lungs in gasps and her lush tits were jiggling on her chest. She tried to draw her knees back even more but she couldn’t. She was bent almost double as it was.
“I’m gonna cum, Jack!” she gasped. “I’m so close baby ... so close! Oh God, I’m gonna explode! Harder baby, harder! Fuck me harder, darling! Fuck me! Fuck meee!” Her plea ended with a wail that became a scream of sheer ecstasy as her climax went off deep in her belly. Her cunt clamped down on my ravaging cock, the tight tube rippling all along the length of my cock and once again, it felt as if her cunt was sucking me off. Mom yelped, wailed and moaned as a series of orgasmic convulsions shook her naked body.
“Now, darling!” she screamed. “Cum in me now!”
I rammed my cock deep into her spasming cunt, my body going stiff as I came deep in my mother’s belly. She screamed as jets of my steaming hot cum flooded her hungry pussy, splattering against the velvety walls of her fuck chute. Mom screamed once more as she felt my cum filling her cunt and a final orgasm detonated in her belly.
As we came down from our climaxes, she let her legs flop to the bed. My cock pulled from her clutching cunt with a wet sound as I rolled to my side, breathing hard. Mom lay on her back, legs and arms spread wide, her tits heaving as she gasped for air.
A few minutes later, she rolled onto her side and smiled at me. “My God Jack, you have no idea how much I’ve missed being woken up like that. I wonder, would you like to wake me up every morning that way?”
I looked up into her smiling eyes and wondered if she was pulling my leg. Was she really as cock-hungry as she was acting, or was this all part of her plan to save me from myself? This was a side of her that I had never seen, a rampant sexuality that I had never even suspected.
My Dad had died when I was two, and for as far back as I could remember, Mom had never dated. Not even once. Was it possible for a woman to shut down the kind of hyperactive sex life like the one that she was implying that she had enjoyed with my father? I had to find out. Now that we were lovers, I was afraid that any bad reaction she might have to the news that I was fucking women for money was going to be ten times stronger than it might have been before.
I reached out and gathered her into my arms, and she moaned happily as my lips found hers and I gave her my best kiss. “Mmm,” she moaned dreamily after our kiss ended. “I guess that’s a yes, huh?”
“That’s more than a yes, Mom,” I said softly as I slid my hand down over her taut belly and into the wet nest of her pubic hair. She moaned as I penetrated her with a finger and caressed her clit with the ball of my thumb. “I’m gonna be on you like a second skin.”
She gasped and moaned, humping her hips at my wiggling finger. “I was hoping that you’d say that!” she groaned. Her hand found my cock and she caressed it expertly as I finger-fucked her. “It’s been a very, very long dry spell, baby!” She tightened her grip on my cock and my finger, smiling as my jaw dropped in surprise. “Hand me the phone, darling,” she whispered in my ear. “I’m calling in sick, and then we’ll see just how much of your father there is in you!”
I looked at her. “You mean...”
“That’s right baby. I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t get it up anymore!”
That day was a day that will stick in my memory until the day I die. Mom was as good as her word. Counting our good morning fuck, I managed to make love to her thirteen times in the next twenty-four hours, and we spent a total of almost fourteen hours involved in some kind of sex play with each other.
She was damn near insatiable, but she did stop comparing me to my Dad after I pinned her down and boned her on the kitchen table for fuck number nine in less than twelve hours. In addition, much to my surprise, she approached every single coupling with a joy and a zest for the sex act itself that convinced me that she did indeed love to fuck.
By the time we tumbled into bed fourteen hours after our morning fuck, my cock was a raw, angry red and I had taken to wearing a rubber just to protect it. Mom’s trim little body was dotted with bruises, especially on her hips, ass and tits, left there by my fingers when I squeezed her too tightly during a few particularly intense climaxes.
And I had thought that Sadie loved to fuck.
When I awoke the day after our sex marathon, it was close to noon. My morning woody was covered with a soothing layer of some kind of cream and it was tent poling the sheet. Mom was nowhere in sight but the house was filled with the mouth-watering scent of frying bacon and sausage.
I stumbled out of bed, brushed my teeth, pissed and took a fast wash-up in the sink. I put on a pair of boxer shorts and went in search of the breakfast that I knew was waiting for me. I found Mom in the kitchen, cooking the last of a stack of ten pancakes and as naked as an egg except for a ridiculously short lace apron, a black velvet choker and shining black stiletto heels. I stood in the doorway to the kitchen, wondering where in hell she had hidden that stuff. In all the years that we had lived in that house, I had searched it many times, looking for the perfect hiding place for various contraband items and I had never seen anything like the things she was wearing now. Then I started watching her move and appraising her body, just as I would have if she were a client instead of my mother.
The result? She scored damn high on my list. She had a great body. Her tits weren’t as big as Sadie’s or Ellie’s or Linda’s, but they were youthfully firm and beautifully formed, with exquisite pink nipples that firmed up and stood tall, even the areolas swelling when a hungry mouth was nursing on them.
Her belly was flat and firm, with just a shadow of the stretch marks that she had earned by carrying me. You had to know they were there to see them. Her navel was not an innie, nor was it an outie but it was hard-wired directly to her cunt. Licking it made her hot and wet. Her waist was slim as were her hips, but she had an excellent ass on her, round and firm and taut as a rubber ball.
She was a short-waisted woman, but she made up for it with strong, shapely legs that went on forever. I knew from personal experience that her legs were slim columns of muscle covered with the finest grade of silky-soft skin. When she wrapped those legs around me to pull my cock deep into her cunt when I was cumming in her, that was it. I was there for the duration.
She had shoulder length brown hair that framed an oval-shaped face. Her eyes were a light brown and her nose was long and regal. High cheekbones helped make her nose fit her face and she had a sensual mouth and softly rounded jaw that made me think of Anne Hathaway.
Watching her glide lithely around the kitchen as she prepared my breakfast, I was amazed that she didn’t have guys knocking down the door to get to her. She had done one hell of a good job of hiding her true self from the world and I couldn’t help but wonder why.
“Ah ha, there you are,” she said brightly. “Come and sit down, I have your breakfast all ready for you.” She swayed over to the table with a plate loaded with about fifteen hundred calories, set it down and then flowed up against me and gave me a kiss that sent my blood supply south and made steam vent from my ears. By the time our kiss ended, I had a full-blown hard on and a double handful of her pert ass. Eating was just about the last thing on my mind.
“Sit down and eat, stud,” she said softly against my lips. “I’m not going anywhere.”
I reluctantly turned her loose and tucked into that breakfast, realizing for the first time that morning just how hungry I really was. Mom sat across the table from me, nursing a cup of coffee and smiling at me every time she caught me looking at her tits.
Fifteen minutes later, I polished off my second glass of milk, dropped my fork onto my empty plate and sagged back in my chair. “That was awfully good, Mom. Thanks.”
“Well, we have to keep your strength up, now don’t we?” she said, smiling as she rose from her chair and picked up my plate and glass. I watched her as she loaded them into the dishwasher, and caught her by the hand as she came back to the table for the serving platter and her coffee cup. I pushed myself back from the table and she smiled at me again as she straddled my legs and sat down on them. She bent her face down to mine and we shared another red-hot kiss, Mom moaning into my mouth when I cupped her tits in my hands and teased her nipples.
“Mmm,” she said dreamily as our kiss ended. “That was nice, honey.”
“Ma,” I said, my voice rough with desire. “We have to talk.”
She looked into my eyes for a moment and sighed. “Yes,” she said reluctantly. “I suppose we do.” She got off my lap and said, “Go wait for me in the living room. I’ll be right there.”
I followed her out of the kitchen and watched her walk into her room, and then I went and sat down on the sofa. Mom appeared almost immediately, belting on a terrycloth robe that covered her from her neck to her ankles. She sat down in her favorite chair and looked expectantly at me.
“What’s on your mind, honey?” she asked. “Are you having second thoughts about us, about what we’re doing?”
“No. God, no!” I took a deep breath and forced myself to look at her. “But ... there’s something I think you should know, about my ... work.” I sat there like a lump and looked at her miserably, dreading what I was about to tell her.
She sensed my feelings and her eyes searched my face. “It’s all right, honey. You can tell me,” she said softly. “What about your work?”
“Mom, I...” I stalled out right there and dropped my eyes to my feet. She just waited and after a moment, I gathered every ounce of courage I had and blurted, “Mom, I’m a whore. I fuck women for money!” I closed my eyes and cringed inside, waiting for the firestorm of her anger to descend on me.
After the longest moment of my life, I felt the sofa sag next to me and she took my hands in hers. “Tell me about it, Jack,” she said quietly. “Start at the beginning and tell me everything.”
It only took a few minutes to relate the whole story to her. I left out a couple of things, like Sadie’s part in getting me started and my encounter with James Washington, and of course, I didn’t mention any names. But other than those two things, I told her everything.
“Oh Jack!” She squeezed my hands and said, “I think I’d almost rather you were paying a hooker.” She heaved a sigh and gave me a wan smile. “I suppose that I’m relieved in a way,” she said slowly. “I was terrified that you were dealing drugs or something. I think I can deal with this.”
“I’m sorry Mom, I really am,” I said miserably. “But the money is ... fantastic, and it’s so damned easy to make them happy ... I just can’t say no! And for the first time, I can really help you out.”
“And its fun too, isn’t it?” she asked tartly. “Getting paid to fuck all those women, doing something that most boys your age would gladly do for free ... you enjoy every second of it, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” I admitted. “Yeah, I do.”
“Would it do any good if I asked you to stop?”
I stared at my hands, trying to hold down a sudden feeling of resentment. She wanted me to stop doing something that was putting us both on the road to a better life. Sure, it was illegal, immoral, and mildly dangerous, but damn it, it was the only way I could see for me to go to a good college and still take some of the load of earning a living off her. It wasn’t fair!
“Mom...”
“Never mind,” she said abruptly. “That was a stupid question.” She bit her lip and looked at me for a moment. “You do know that there are some awful diseases out there, right?”
“I use condoms, Mom. I’m not stupid, you know.” She cocked an eyebrow at me and gave me a funny look. “Besides,” I said desperately. “These are all rich women Mom, not welfare queens. They’re married, with husbands and kids.”
“Rich, huh?” Mom asked. “How rich? How much do you charge them, anyway?”
“It depends,” I replied. “An afternoon visit at their house for a couple of hours averages out to around two hundred and fifty bucks an hour. If it’s a couple and I have to team up with a woman, it’s more.”
Mom looked at me in disbelief, her mouth sagging open in shock. “Two hundred...” she whispered.
“And fifty an hour,” I said.
“Jesus Christ!” she said faintly. “Tell me about this couple thing. You don’t...”
“No,” I said, “I don’t fuck guys. It’s more because I have to perform in front of her husband and get a woman to go with me, for him.”
“How much more for a couple, Jack?” she asked. I looked at her sharply. She had sounded almost eager to know.
“The last couple we did was for all night. With the tip, I cleared thirty-five hundred.”
“Holy Mother of God!” she murmured dazedly. We sat quietly as Mom tried to digest what I had told her. “Well,” she said after a minute, “I really, really wish that you weren’t doing this, but I’m pretty sure that my wishing it won’t get you to stop.”
I opened my mouth to reply and she laid two fingers across my lips. “Don’t,” she said. “Don’t make it worse with a lie, ok?”
I nodded dumbly. “Ok.”
She bit her lip again as she looked at me, and then reached for the phone and dialed a number. A minute later, she hung up and I had an appointment at our Doctor’s office for a complete STD screen.
“Promise me one thing, honey,” she said quietly. “Swear to me that you’ll always, always use a condom.”
“I promise Mom. Honest to God, I’ve never fucked a client bareback and I’m not about to start now.” That was another lie, but I was sure that I was safe.
“Good.” She stood up and smiled seductively at me as she shrugged off her bathrobe. “From now on, the only one who gets that big cock of yours bareback is me!”
Mom was flat on her back, her ankles pinned to the bed right next to her ears. I was braced over her, sweating as I hammered my cock deep into her belly, fucking her with everything I had. Her lush, youthfully firm breasts shook on her chest as my hard belly slapped into her taut ass, my hammering cock plundering her abused cunt.
Her eyes watered as she felt me fuck deep into her open-lipped twat. I stabbed my prick in and out swiftly, causing her to pant and writhe and she began to sob in ecstasy. She clawed at the blanket; her head twisting from side to side as she fucked back at my thrusting tool, wantonly churning her ass as I screwed her. “Yes! Fuck me, Jack! Fuck my cunt with your big, fat cock!” she groaned through gritted teeth.
I looked down between her splayed thighs, watching my cock fuck in and out of her cunt. Her hairy pink cuntlips clung to the shaft as I withdrew and disappeared inside her as I plunged my cock back into her. I could see the way her pussy stretched and clasped around my cock as well as feel it and the lewd sight increased my lust for her. Grunting and moaning with passion, Mom lifted her cunt up at my lunging cock. I loved to fuck her like this, with her legs bent and her knees pulled back against her tits. It offered the deepest penetration and let me rub her clit hard with the top of my hammering cock.
The thrusting of my hips drove the air from her lungs in loud grunts. Yet despite the tremendous pounding I was giving her, she began gasping and whimpering wonderfully dirty obscenities that I had never dreamed I would hear coming from my mother’s lovely mouth.
“Oh God, fuck me Jack! Fuck me real hard! Ram your big cock into my juicy little cunt and don’t stop fucking me! Ungh!”
“I’m going to cum in your cunt and make you cum till you faint!” I gasped, grinding my cock into her quivering cunny.
“Oh! Jack darling! Yes, cum in me! I want to feel your hot juice in my pussy! Ungh! That’s it! I’m close, baby! Harder! Oh, fuck, Jack! Harder! I’m almost there!”
I was hugely aroused, my whole body burning with unbridled passion for my mother who was fucking me so wonderfully. Her cunt grasped my cock each time I pulled out, and then expanded to take every fucking hard inch of it as I plunged it back inside her. She spread her legs wide, offering up her pussy to the full, frenzied thrusts of my cock. A whimper escaped her lips as she felt my meat filling her battered twat.
“Ungh! Fuck! Oh, yes! Fuck me! I’m cumming!” Mom squealed as waves of pleasure exploded outwards from the very depths of her writhing belly.
I fucked her harder, extremely excited by her shameless cries of lust. My hips pumped at hers, my cock stretching and filling her bucking twat with my hot, throbbing hardness. It was just what Mom needed, and as my young cock slammed into her spasming hole with the explosive power of a jackhammer, she lifted her cunt high, grinding her clit deliciously against my cock as she came, climaxing in mindless ecstasy.
“Jack! Ohh, Jack!” she screamed.
I was gasping for breath as Mom flung her arms around my body to grab my pumping ass, pulling me into her as deeply as she could while she came. Her body began to shudder all over and her cunt went wild on my cock, squeezing and gripping it fiercely. She bit her lip and then screamed, her hands clawing at my clenched ass as her orgasm ravaged her.
Mom’s climax was all I needed to slip over the edge myself, and with a deep, panting grunt, I threw back my head and came, pulsing jet after jet of thick scalding sperm deep in her cunt. My hot spurting jism sent Mom into shuddering spasms of rapture as it washed over her cervix, her contractions increasing in intensity as her orgasm deepened.
As I came, I grabbed her breasts tightly, holding and squeezing the sweaty, jiggling flesh as I pumped her spasming cunt full of my thick, hot cum. She cried out in wanton ecstasy as I was cumming inside her, straining even harder onto my bucking, spewing cock, wanting every single drop of jism I had to offer.
“Cumming in me, Jack!” she cried. “Cumming in my pussy! Oh baby, I feel you cumming in me!”
I groaned and fucked into her as I emptied my balls deep in her belly while she squeezed my ass cheeks with both hands, pulling my cock deeper and deeper inside her convulsing little box. To her delight, I continued to fuck her even after I had finished cumming, until my cock finally wilted.
“That was wonderful, Jack,” Mom crooned, pulling me down onto her sweaty body and kissing me passionately. When our kiss ended, she moved a little further down and kissed the underside of my jaw. Then my neck felt her lips, and my shoulder, my chest, my belly, and we both gasped as she took my reawakening cock in her soft hands.
She began to stroke it up and down, totally mesmerised by the length and hardness of my lust-swollen tool. I looked down at my mother and saw the way she was looking at my cock.
“Suck it, Mom,” I whispered as lewd grin spread across her face. Our affair was still new enough so that the thought of getting a little head from my own mother made my cock literally drip with lust. I was eager to fuck her again, but that could wait. The image of my mother’s hot, wet mouth wrapped tightly around my cock was such a wicked turn-on, I simply could not resist.
Mom smiled up at me and licked her lips. “You horny little devil! You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she teased, squeezing my balls. “You’d like momma to put her lips around your lovely hard cock and suck you off, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh yeah!” I moaned, reaching for my mother’s head. “Ohh, fuck yes! Do it, Mom! Eat me! Suck the cum right out of my balls!”
“Ohh, baby!” she gasped, staring at my cock with an intense look of desire on her face. With a soft cry, Mom opened her lips wide and wrapped them lustfully around the meaty thickness of my cock, sucking it into her mouth as far as she could. Her left hand fondled the hairy orbs of my bloated balls and as she continued to suck me harder and harder, she began to move her other hand quickly along the base of my rod, stroking and masturbating me feverishly. Then with a little whimper she quickly moved her head back and forth, sliding her lips further and further over my cock until almost three quarters of it was bathed in the hot wetness of her mouth.
As my mother intensified the rhythm of her sucking, my eyes widened. This was incredibly dirty and it felt better than any head I had ever had before.
“Jesus!” I muttered. Mom looked up and saw the pleasure on my face, and smiled around the thick log of meat buried in her mouth. She drew back until just the large, sensitive head was in her mouth and sucked hard.
“Aaagh!” I gasped. “Oh, yeah! That’s it, Mom! Ungh! Yeah, suck it hard!” I began pumping my ass at her, my legs jerking with effort as I tried to ram my cock deeper into my mother’s hot, sucking mouth.
“Umm!” Mom moaned, her mouth tightly stretched by my hard, pulsating cock. “Mmm! Umm! Umm! Mmm!” She was using her hands and mouth and lips in an attempt to give me the best damn blowjob I had ever had.
“Oh, Mom! Aaahh ... Christ, that feels sooo fuckin’ good! Suck it, Mom! Oh God!” Mom sensed that I was close to orgasm and bobbed her head back and forth on my cock, sucking and slurping and squeezing my balls, working hard to get me to cum in her mouth. My prick slid hotly between her lips, rubbing on her tongue and the roof of her mouth as I fucked her face. It wasn’t long before the tight, wet friction of my mother’s lips became too much for me.
“Oh, shit, Mom!” I bellowed. “Jesus! Suck it, babe! Suck! I’m gonna ... Aaagh, here it comes!” My sperm surged up the length of my cock, my whole body quivering with the effort, and then it splashed thickly against her tonsils, rolling in thick waves down her throat. She swallowed greedily, sucking harder for more of the hot fluid that was now only trickling from my throbbing cock onto her tongue.
“Umm!” I moaned, tremors of delight making my body shake. Mom sucked the last drops of cum from the end of my cock and licked the shaft clean quickly, then looked up and smiled at me seductively.
“Did you like that, baby?”
“Oh God, Mom,” I sighed. “You have no idea how much it turns me on to see you sucking my cock!”
“Oh, I think I do,” she purred, gently stroking my half-hard cock.
The phone rang and Mom darted an irritated glance at it as I answered it. “Hello.”
“Hello stud!” Sadie’s voice purred in my ear. “I haven’t heard from you in a while.”
“Hey, hi! Um, what’s goin’ on?”
“Did you talk to your Mom yet?”
“Um, yesterday.”
“And?”
“Ah, well, you know.”
“You can’t talk, right? Your Mom is there with you?”
“Right.”
“Call me back from Fatso’s Burgers as soon as you can. I have a job for you.”
“Ok.” She hung up and the phone clicked in my ear. “How about I meet you in the park in a half hour?” I said to the dead line. “We’ll play a little B-ball and I’ll kick your ass for ya.”
Mom squeezed my hard cock and frowned at me. I raised an eyebrow at her and she mouthed, “One hour!”
“Um, make it an hour, ok?” I asked the dead phone. “Mom has a chore for me to do before I can go out. Alright, see ya man.”
I hung up the phone and Mom glowered at me. “A chore?” she sputtered.
I hooked my hands under her armpits and hauled her up my body until we were nose to nose. “Uh huh,” I nodded. “The first chore you’ve ever given me that I can’t wait to do!”
“You little snot!” she laughed as I rolled her under me and settled in between her widespread legs. Then she gasped and wrapped her legs around me as my cock slid into her hot cunt, right to the hilt.
“Damn, I love my chores!” I sighed.
“Get to it, then!” Mom laughed and I started moving.
“We have another couple tomorrow night,” Sadie said. “But there’s a problem.”
“What? What problem?” I leaned against the wall and hunched my shoulder, pinning the phone to my ear and looked around, making sure that nobody was listening to me in the crowded burger joint.
She sighed. “Something’s come up and I can’t make it,” she said. “I have another girl all lined up for the job though. Ok?”
“What? Wait, you’re not gonna be there?”
“No, Sally is going to fill in for me. She wants to meet you first, so you meet her at the Fairmont Hotel Bar tomorrow night at eight. That’ll give you two an hour or so to get to know each other. She’ll be the blond wearing a fuchsia dress and carrying a matching purse.”
“Who are we seeing?”
“Ben and Kim Murray, Suite fifteen-oh-one at the Fairmont. They’ll be expecting you at nine o’clock.”
“What’s the pay?”