1. The New Economy Part 2


    Date: 6/7/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: Mojavejoe420, Source: LushStories

    = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 4 - Breakeven Point = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = That first week I made $450, as Chris had left me an extra tip. I took Friday night off to relax, but I had guys texting me to see if I was available. This is pretty cool! The next Monday, I had a big, fat, hairy but bald-headed guy. He was three hundred fifty pounds easy. Kinda hard to find his dick. Erect, he was at least two inches. Oh well, He liked me. Mark had said that I need to try and find one thing about each guy that I could like. With this guy, I like his attitude. He was like, Hey, I'm big and fat but so what! Tuesday was Rick. So cute, single, and so nervous! His first time ever, he said, at a massage place. He wasn't even hard at the halfway point because of his nerves. He was even shaking a little bit. Once I let him suck my tits, he seemed to calm down. He shot his load, grabbed his clothes and left without tucking in his shirt or anything! Maybe I was too big? Maybe I was too forward? Maybe he's so socially awkward and this is the best he can do? Wednesday Chris came again, he had texted that he wanted the 'anything I want' package. Me and my dumb mouth. I introduced a new little thing to my routine, drinking! I got some airline bottles of Fireball, Jack Daniels, and Patron. Also had on hand Stella beers and some La Crema Chardonnay. Mark helped me pick these out. Said most guys could make do with these selections. I opened the door for Chris, but he couldn't see me as I ...
    was hidden behind the door. He stepped in and I closed it, revealing myself to be completely naked! I hugged him and kissed his cheek, then led him by the hand to the kitchen where I showed him my drink collection. Pleased, he chose a Fireball shot, and could he also have a beer? I shot a Fireball with him, and he opened the white wine and poured me some. He drank his beer in the shower, which I never heard of, but he said it's kind of a thing with guys. The shot and the wine mellowed me quite a bit but I was still fully functional. I'm not a lightweight by any means! I may be poor, but I know how to drink. It was nice to be mellowed, enough to calm that little bitch in the back corner of my mind who kept telling me "You're gonna be a whore, you're gonna be a whore!" She was doing it a in a child's sing-song voice which was really annoying. I guess she was right, though. I was going to be a whore. I was going to fuck this guy and he was going to pay me. No, wait, let me check the basket... yep, he already paid me! $300. Maybe that's too little? Whatever, I needed to get laid as bad as he did, I think. I met him as he stepped out of the shower. I took his towel from him and finished drying him off. I paid particular attention to his lower body, patting and rubbing him all over. As I eyeballed his cock and balls, I thought to myself that he looked pretty clean, nothing visible. I dropped the towel to the side, and took his cock in my right hand. I don't know if it was Viagra or ...
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