Chapter 2

Dan and Linda sat in the lounge, with her hoping Harry and his wife were able to come to Belleville. He smiled, looking at her side profile, breasts barely held in place by her low, criss-cross cut dress and short, slit hem, revealing her slender legs.

“It’s almost nine,” he said, looking at his phone. “I get a laugh out of people who will look at their phone for the time and are wearing a wristwatch.”

“I’m still not sure I should mention I’m a prostitute. Harry’s wife might get suspiciuos of how he knows me.”

“If she asks what you do for a living, say you lay on your back alot, testing mattresses.”

Linda couldn’t help but laugh and kissed him. “You took a Viagra and always leave your cock and balls out of your underwear. I think you’re ready for some sexy action.”

“If they don’t show up, you could earn a few hundred more, so the night isn’t a total loss.”

“Be a prostitute again?”

“You don’t like pretending to be one?”

“Sure, I know it’s for our enjoyment, but it’s fun to get paid to fuck and suck cock.” Nothing against those who do it for a living.”

Linda would smile at those who looked her way, men or women, as they casually sipped on their drinks.

“There they are!” Linda whispered loudly.

“Nice looking body!” He said, noticing the woman with Harry. “She’s similar in size to you.”

“Our dresses look alike too, low cut and short.” Linda smiled, recalling how good a fuck Harry was. “I have to remember to act as if I’ve never met him before.”

Linda casually looked towards the entrance at different people involved in conversations. She kept an eye on Harry and Amy, her heart fluttering when he recognized her.

“He sees us!” She whispered, gripping his hand.

“You, are anxious for him to fuck you!” He teased.

“Yes, I am.”

“It is crowded in here,” Amy commented, looking around. She had a constant smile as many admired her revealing body in her sexy dress.

“It might be hard to find somewhere to sit.”

“I’ll keep you hard, alright!” She teased, quickly groping his cock. “There’s a couch to sit on by that couple,” she pointed.

Harry smiled, seeing it was Linda with her husband.

“Do you mind if we join you?” Amy asked, a glance at the man and woman.

“It would be our pleasure,” Linda smiled.

“I’m Linda, and this is my husband, Dan.”

“Hello, nice to meet you, Linda and Dan. I’m Amy, and this is my husband, Harry.”

Handshakes were exchanged as the couples naturally eyed the other’s spouse. Harry and Amy sat close together, the split of her short dress revealing hidden darkness between her legs. The women glanced at the relaxed pose of the other man imagining the size of their bulge.