Chapter 22

We struggled getting back into our routine in Houston. It seemed boring and staid. At the same time, it was a welcome return to normalcy because we knew it wouldn’t last. Football season was only two weeks away, and that merry-go-round of crazy parties would fire up before we knew it. So we embraced a little bit of quiet time. Besides, quiet for us was still an adventure.

On top of it, Kat and Rita got pulled into another series of promotional shoots at work. Their popularity drove the station’s morning ratings success, and they wanted refreshed billboards and TV spots. Jess had more interviews to do for the Infinity agency, wanting to have two more girls lined up for the start of football season.

So we drove to the Hooker House together at lunch time on the Tuesday after we returned from the ranch. Jess had a promising discussion scheduled with a recent TCU graduate who worked as a registered nurse. Alix had met her through a friend, who said she needed an outlet for the stress of work and desire for more money to feed her expensive taste.

My purpose was to meet Crystal, who had been texting me nonstop since we had gotten home. Her husband had discovered her nipple piercings, which were impossible to hide, and weren’t buying her lame excuses about why she got them – and her navel – pierced. She sent me screenshots of texts he had sent berating her. He was an asshole, and Crystal was ripe. It was time to push her away from him for good.

As Jess and I arrived at the Hooker House, Nicole was just leaving. She had bought a new, fast Mercedes convertible. Business was good. She was meeting Bryce after practice, their relationship getting more serious. Brittany was in an appointment, evidenced by the thumping sounds coming from her room. And, as usual, Alix sat by the pool, topless and smoking from the hookah.

Crystal sat on a couch in the living room and jumped up as soon as I walked through the door.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so glad to see you!” she said and wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a quick peck on the lips. As usual, her mouth tasted minty from gum.

“How are you doing?” I asked. “Holding up okay?”

“I can’t stay too long,” she said. “But I wanted to say hi. I have to meet my husband for a late lunch after he finishes a showing.”

My eyes fixated on the harshly erect nipples poking through her white button-down shirt, the outline of the barbells clearly visible. She had traded her usual pencil skirt for a short maxi skirt that flowed beautifully. She looked at me with expectant, flirtatious eyes.

“Want to go meet him with my cum on your breath?” I asked.

Crystal giggled and said yes. She led me to the kitchen, where she showed off her increasingly good skills at cutting lines of cocaine.

“I’m going through almost my whole bullet every day,” she said. “It’s the only way I can tolerate being around my husband.”

She bent over and snorted two lines. As she did so, I let my hand run up the back of her thighs and over her ass. I flipped up the skirt and enjoyed the white lace g-string that split her cheeks, as well as the smooth, tan flesh. She turned around and rubbed her nose with a surge of desire in her eyes.

Crystal dropped to her knees right there in the kitchen and took my cock from my shorts.

“Your dick is so much bigger than his,” she said.

She had become skilled at giving head and thoroughly enjoyed it. She ran her tongue up and down my shaft to make it slick first, then jerked me while she bobbed her head back and forth. She could almost completely deep throat me now.

A few minutes into this blistering, delightful blow job, I heard a knock at the door. Jess answered the door and greeted her interviewee, then escorted her to the living room, where she had her sit on a couch opposite the kitchen. She had a clear view of Crystal sucking my cock. I looked over at her. She was a petite, pretty blonde named Katie. Her hair was natural blonde and long, and she wore a green top with a plunging neckline that made her eyes take on a bright tint. Her tits were very large for her frame. She had on white shorts and high heels.

Before she sat down, she clearly saw Crystal blowing me. We made eye contact, and she didn’t flinch. I smiled and moved my hands behind Crystal’s head to encourage her. Katie was very pretty, and I immediately hoped I would have a chance to test drive her.

“Do you want anything to drink?” I heard Jess ask her. “Water, beer, wine. We have party favors, too, if you need to take the edge off.”

Katie laughed and spoke with a tinge of southern twang.

“I actually did a couple bumps in my car before I came inside,” she said.

“Well, it’s good to know you like to party,” Jess said, and then I tuned out the conversation.

I returned my attention to Crystal. Her thick hair tickled my thighs. She was blowing me with determination. Occasionally, she stopped sucking to lick my balls. She had been a diligent student. Jess had told me Crystal was up to a half-dozen appointments a week and becoming extremely popular. She blended the innocence of the girl-next-door with a bombshell whore. It was a winning combination. As my cum boiled up, I pushed Crystal’s head firmly into my crotch. Her tongue had trouble keeping up with the rapid-fire nature of my shots, and a little cum dribbled out of the corners of her mouth. But when my cock finished twitching, she simply stood up and smiled. I used a finger to gather up the cum that hadn’t gone in her mouth.

“Here,” I said, picking up her left hand. “When you kiss your husband hello, think of me.”

I smeared the cum on my finger over her wedding and engagement rings. Crystal looked at me with a surprisingly wicked smile. She really had come a long way.

“Don’t worry,” she said. “And I won’t chew any gum before I see him.”

“Good girl,” I said with a smile.

“Oh shoot, I’ve got to go,” she said. “I’m so wet. You need to fuck me next time.”

As Crystal took off, I drifted to the living room.

“I was a huge party girl at TCU,” Katie said to Jess. “And I’ve been missing an outlet for that.”

“Alix said you did some sugaring in college?” Jess said.

“Yeah, here and there,” she said. “It was fun. I didn’t like being slutty around my friends. I wanted to preserve my reputation.”

After a few more minutes of chit-chat, the interview came to an end.

“It’s a shame John just had his fun with Crystal,” Jess said. “Because the last thing we need to do is have him give you a tryout.”

“That is a shame,” Katie said, turning her attention to me. She had a bright, white smile. “I might be small, but I love a good pounding.”

“I’m sure I can go again in a few minutes,” I said. “If you can stick around.”

“It’s up to you, Katie,” Jess said. “How eager are you to get started?”

“I’m pretty eager,” she said, a playful glimmer in her eyes.

“Well, why don’t I take you to say hi to Alix,” Jess said, “and we can have a drink and wait for John to re-inflate.” She laughed.

I hadn’t expected my day to take this turn, but now I felt the monster of desire taking over my body. Katie was cute. Really cute. And at most twenty-two years old. She was a sorority girl type with a wild streak. It was one of my favorite combinations. As Jess took her outside to see Alix, Brittany emerged from her appointment with her client – who turned out to be my buddy Jason.

“Hey man!” I said, and I think it surprised him.

“Hey brother!” he said happily but looking slightly sheepish.

“Dude, relax,” I said. “You know I’m here all the time.” I turned my attention to Brittany, who wore a flimsy robe that barely covered her tits, and said, “It sounds like my friend gave you a pretty rough time.”

“Just how I like it,” Brittany said with a smile.

“How have you been, man?” I asked.

“Good, good,” he said. “Busy. Wish I didn’t have to work. You’re such a lucky fucker. Popped over here to blow off some steam on my lunch hour.”

“Brittany will help you blow off a lot of things,” I said and smiled at her.

She was as fit as ever, but now her lips looked even puffier than usual. She rivaled Gloria in some of her bimbo tendences of late.

“We should do a boys’ night,” Jason suggested.

“I’d love that,” I said. “Maybe I could get a few of the agency girls to come over for entertainment.”

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Jason said. We slapped hands, and he took off back to the office.

I looked outside, and saw Jess and Alix smoking from the hookah. Katie abstained. She caught my eye and turned to say something to Jess, who glanced back toward me. They exchanged a few more words, and Katie stood up and walked past the pool. I opened the door for her. She was tiny. Maybe five-foot-two without her heels on, she had a tiny waist. That accentuated the appealing curve of her ass and, as stood out immediately when I first saw her, the outsized swell of her breasts.