so wonderful. Can we do this again sometime soon?”
“As long as we don’t get confused. I enjoy fucking you, and we’re friends. But that’s all. Jack and I have a special thing and I love him very much.”
“I understand. I can keep everything in perspective. Okay?”
“Okay. And you’ll take some pictures of me sometime?”
“I’d love to.”
An hour later, Ronnie arrived home to find Jack waiting for her. “How did it go, love?” he asked.
“It was fabulous and I think very…how should I say it…educational. How are you?”
“You know, I’m surprised at how I am. I’m great, and horny as a goat just thinking about you with that boy.”
Ronnie grinned. “Well, we could go upstairs and work off that excitement.” She walked over to Jack’s chair, knelt between his knees, and unbuckled his belt. As she unzipped his fly she brushed his hard cock. “Or maybe we could stay right here.” She separated the sides of the fly in his shorts allowing his hard cock to spring forth. “What’s your pleasure?”
“You’re my pleasure,” Jack said softly. “So much pleasure.”
Ronnie made a tight ring of her index finger and thumb and slowly slid that ring down the length of Jack’s cock. With her fingers tightly encircling the base of her husband’s cock, Ronnie licked the tip with the point of her tongue. Then she kissed the tiny hole in the end. “Your cock is so hard—like warm velvet over steel.” She sucked the end into her wet mouth and slowly slid the length of it into her throat.
Jack watched his wife’s head bob in his lap, unable to control the frantic excitement bubbling inside him. His hips bucked and his hot come tried to rush through the tight ring of her fingers. “Oh babe, let me. I’m so horny.”
“Let you come?” she said, letting her breath cool Jack’s wet cock. “Release my fingers?”
“Yes.”
She sucked in his cock and then pulled back. “Say please.”
“Please, babe.”
Ronnie released her fingers and took Jack’s entire thick cock into her mouth, sucking and flicking her tongue over the tip. Almost immediately hot come filled her mouth. As fast as she swallowed, some thick liquid escaped from the corners of her mouth.
When Ronnie had licked all the stickiness from Jack’s cock, she sat back and said, “Now, let’s go upstairs and we’ll make love nice and slow.”
Jack grinned his agreement.
Three days later, Ronnie stormed to the door, waving an envelope, as Jack arrived home. “You’ll never believe what came in the mail today.”
Jack could tell she was furious. “Calm down, babe, and tell me what happened.”
“TJ sent me a check for three hundred dollars and a thank-you note for the evening I spent with Tim.”
“So why are you so angry?” Jack said, dropping his briefcase on the hall table.
“I didn’t do this to get paid. I feel like a whore.”
“But he was going to pay a prostitute anyway. Why shouldn’t you take the money?”
Ronnie released her breath. “I am not a whore.”
“No one said you were.”
“But doesn’t this make me one? Sex for money.”
“Stop being judgmental,” Jack said walking into the kitchen. “You had fun, Tim had fun, and TJ was delighted with the way everything turned out. And Tim’s a better person because of your help. Right?”
“Yeah, but….” She was flustered.
“Don’t but me. How can this be wrong when no one’s been hurt?”
“But I’m not a…” Ronnie paused.
“Hooker, call girl, prostitute, whore?” Jack said. “Words. Just words with all kinds of bullshit behind them. Stop using labels and think. Was anyone hurt?”
“No.”
“You performed a service, and did it well. Right?”
“Yes.”
“So you should be rewarded. Of course, you could send the check back….”
“I could.”
“But you don’t want to. So the end result is that you had fun and got paid for it. A dream job.”
“I guess I never thought of it that way.” She dropped into a chair. “God, I did have fun.”
“And so did we that night, if you remember.” He groaned loudly and pressed a hand against the small of his back. “Our acrobatics almost put me out of commission for good.”
Ronnie laughed. “You’re right, you know. I am being silly.” She stared at the check. “Three hundred dollars for having a good fuck. Seems almost too good to be true.”
“So buy yourself something extravagant. Buy some sexy lingerie and gift wrap your gorgeous body for me.”
“I could squander this. It’s like found money.”
“Yes, it is. You know,” he paused, “my clients are sometimes out-of-town visitors who need to be entertained. Dinner, a show, intelligent conversation, and afterward…well, that’s between the client and his date. If you think you’d like to earn some extra money….”
“Prostitution?”
“Fun and games and a little cash on the side. And only if you want to.”
“How much cash on the side?” she said, amazed at how excited she suddenly was by the idea.
“I’ve never been involved directly, but from what I understand they pay anywhere from three hundred to one thousand dollars per evening. For adult entertainment.”
Ronnie’s eyes widened. “One thousand dollars???”
Jack nodded.
“I’m flabbergasted. For doing what we’ve been doing anyway. Would you be okay with it, me with other men?”
“Well, if you’ll tell me afterward a little about what happens, the idea turns me on.”
“I won’t violate any confidences, you understand.”
“Of course not.” He saw the gleam in Ronnie’s eye. “Interested?”
“I think I might be.”
He took her arm. “This conversation has made me horny.
