laid back with her legs opened and placed a foot on each of AC's shoulders. Like a cat cleaning its coat, he begins licking the inside of her pussy and rubbing his tongue over that clit, it didn't take long for her erotic juices to start flowing.
Ohhh baby! Damn, I hope this isn't the last time we fuck. He stops, looks up at her and says. No, it want be baby, I just have to close this damn office and go get my hustle on. I'm sure your husband can make you happy until we hook back up. She looks at him with a long sad stare and her eyes begin to tear up. Hey, stop it; don't start crying, look, here’s $2,000.00 to get you through the next week or so. But Daddy, I don’t wanna leave you, Eric’s a lame! He can’t handle me like you can. I know baby, but it’s that time, come here. He pulls her up off the desk and starts kissing her while his hands caress her bottom, massaging her butt in a slow circular motion as he pulled her closer to him. The friction between the two had given him another erection; slowly, he lifted up her dress and turned her ass around towards him. With his right hand, he took a condom from his back pocket, opened it with his mouth and placed it on his hard dick; grabbed her butt cheeks, spread them apart and stuck his 8-inch cock in her wet pussy. Ummmm. Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Dammit daddy! Hey baby, bite on the chair or something; you know there’s people across the hall! Ummm. Fuck it daddy! Fuck it! What are they gonna do, put us out? Fuck it!
Ummmm-Ummmm. I'm going to miss this dick! He thrust forward, she push backward, then he thrust forward, she pushed backward, back and forth they went for the next 20 minutes until one of them surrendered. Oh shit! Oh shit! OHHHHH SHIT!!!! I'm cumming baby, oh-oh-oh, yes daddy! Ummmm. She stops and leans over the desk, its 6pm baby, the landlord should be here any minute, we have to go, put on your panties so we can lock up, hand me my belt off the desk. Damn, I’m gonna miss you MO. In a rush, he pulls up his pants and puts his belt back on. Come here baby; promise me you will be safe, you know how to reach me if you need me, right baby. She turns around, sits on the desk and begins to put on her panties. Wow, really, it's like that! So that’s it motherfucker! One last screw and send me on my way huh! Look, I gave you some paper to hold you over for a week or so. But that’s all I can do for now, I got to get back on my grind, be easy and stop trippin. You know I got love for you, I will find you when I get my shit together. Alright, I hear you nigga! She pulls her panties all the way up, jumps off the desk, hugs him and walks out of the office. Later MO, you know I want forget you, with that fat juicy ass! Oh, tell your husband I said what's up too! Ahhh, fuck you nigga, that shit aint funny! Your black ass better call me when you get shit poppin too! Come on, you know I got you! Yeah, umm, hmm! Bye AC! She exits into the hall way.
Chapter 2, The Epiphany.
The night is young and AC decides to scroll down Vegas Blvd, passing the casinos and wanting to be in the position of the guy sitting at the black jack table that was playing $5,000.00 a hand. His mind scrambled on ways to achieve that financial success; after all, he was walking in the city that started as a dream of mobster Benny Seagall, a paradise in the desert. But while walking down the sidewalk, he kept being bothered by these annoying Mexicans; they were relentlessly forcing these Adult booklets on everyone. Sex, Sex, and Sex! Beautiful Asian, Latin, Caucasian and African woman laced the covers of these booklets, with prices and direct phone numbers to call for a date. Coop was zoned in on the whole make up of this industry and how legal it was to promote here in Las Vegas. He then wondered how one could get behind the scenes and be the big dog collecting the money. The interest didn't lie in the desire to order sex or to even be a pimp, the shit he was looking at, was bigger than that. AC wanted to know the ins and outs, the infrastructure of the business. How the escort service worked, who got what cut and how did they hire the girls. Intrigued by the idea of the sex industry, he walked into Babes, a Topless club on the corner, a block from his office on the Strip and Charleston. He started to befriend some of the dancers by using the people skills learned during his days of door to door selling. AC asked the girls about the Strip and Escort industry, if they worked as escorts also, if so, what was it like and how much did they make?
One of the dancers went by Yum-Yum; she mentioned trying it for a while but preferred dancing and went on to say escorting was too risky, that it was illegal in the City of Las Vegas but legal in the county. So vice was always locking up girls and shutting down agencies in the city. The money was OK if you wanted to take that chance, but the agency usually got 30%-40% of what you made, in the clubs you pay a house fee and a small percentage on your VIP Dances, plus you can work a shift 5 days a week in a safe environment. What Yum-Yum expressed helped a little, but he wanted to take it a little bit further. Interested to know if the girls in these booklets were real or just models, he got a room at a nearby casino and called to get a date. Coop ordered a sexy 5’9” Latino, named Carmen, in the picture her hair was sandy blonde, shoulder length with brown eyes, juicy lips and 38-D breast; ones dick would get hard, just by looking at her. AC was so excited, if she showed up at the door right now; he would probably cum before she could get in and sit down. When he called the number, a raspy voice answered the phone. Hello, Angels Escorts, how can I help you? I would like to book a date with Carmen. OK Sir, where are you staying? Are you visiting and what’s your name? He replied. I’m staying at the Casino, on the corner of Vegas Blvd. and Charleston, yes I am visiting, my name is Cooper and I'm in room 564. OK sir, it will be $500, she will be there in 45 minutes, thanks for choosing Angel's and enjoy your date.
Coops forehead was sweating like someone had just dashed his face with a bucket of water; his heart was beating so fast, he could feel it hitting his chest. He couldn't sit down and found himself pacing the room, back and forth from the window to the door, talking out loud. What will my mom and grandma think of me now? I just ordered a prostitute! He had to calm down or he would definitely scare Carmen when she got there. Pouring a drink while sitting on the couch, he decided to watch some TV to pass the time. Knock-Knock. Oh shit! I have to get it together, she’s here, and I can’t wait to see how she looks. He walked towards the door and glanced through the peep whole. What the Fuck! I know this is not Carmen, this Bitch is a crack head, if I ever seen one, maybe it’s a mistake. So he asked. Yes, who is it? This is Carmen, your date. Bullshit! You don’t look anything like that picture, I changed my mind, you can take your ass home! What! You owe me! I don’t owe you shit! Get the hell on before I call hotel security, you crack head Bitch! The phone starts to ring. Ring-Ring-Ring. Hello! What’s the problem Sir? You sent me a crack head! That’s the problem! Well, I’m sorry you are not happy but there's a $150.00 agency fee that you have to pay for booking the girl. You can take that fee and shove it up your ass, with that girl! CLICK!
Sitting on the bed with his hands on his knees and shaking his head, he says to himself. This is too much; maybe I should go downstairs and play some cards or something. I really want to know more about this industry, it’s getting late and that Carmen incident was unforgettable to say the least. First thing tomorrow I'm going through the classifieds to see if there’s any jobs available in the Strip clubs, maybe I can be a bouncer or something, that would really put me on the inside of the sex business. He begin to really focus his energy on getting into the industry, it bothered him so much he couldn't sleep because it was on his mind so heavy. Where is that room key? I’m going to get some of that New York pizza and a cold beer from Louigi’s. He could feel his stomach rumble while walking to the pizza parlor. Damn, I'm hungry! As he approaches the pizza parlor, the smell of fresh cheese and dough filled the air. Ahhhh, smells so good. Hello Sir, how can I help you? 2 slices of Italian sausage please and a cold beer. This is really going to hit the spot, maybe now I can sleep. He takes his order and go have a seat at the table. Excuse me! Yes? Is that pizza good? It’s great, you should try it, here, have a slice of mine. Why thank you! You’re welcome. I’m Sabrina by the way. Nice to meet you Sabrina, I’m Andy. Hello Andy.
Sabrina stood 5’8” with a model type body, olive skin that was smooth as cream and long silky black hair. Andy being the man that he was, wasn’t about to let her get away, he proceeded to ask what kind of plans she had for later. What are you getting into later? Well, I was thinking about going to get a margarita, then some dancing on the rooftop at Club 74, it would be great if you came along. Is that an invitation Sabrina, are you meeting
