It had been two full days since Justin had last seen her, and yet he couldn't keep his mind from straying back. He had jerked off last night - one of his favorite old pornos - but he couldn't even come close to replicating the amount of pleasure he had received from her touch, not even able to enjoy the fact that he could control his pace. In fact, it felt pathetic by comparison.
He sighed, flopping back onto his king-sized mattress, one hand holding his phone, the other lazily kneading his semi-hard cock inside his underwear. He would do it. Had to. He opened up the app like he had only a couple of days earlier, absentmindedly scrolling through the options. There were dozens of girls available, many of them less than an hour away, but his eyes kept going back to one.
Initially, he had paid for her because she had the highest rating. It had been an easy choice, despite the extra-hefty price tag associated with her fees. Money was the least of his worries after selling his start-up less than a year ago now. It was loneliness, and now ineptitude that had become his biggest worries. She was the best of the best, by the rating, and he could afford it, so why was he taking so long? He couldn't place his finger on it.
Finally, after several minutes of scrolling through different profiles, he landed back on Lucy's, and opened it up, quickly navigating to the extra options section. He looked through the options once more, his cock growing stiffer at the blurred out images of her body behind a small paywall, her shapely figure easily recognizable through the pixelation. He shook his head. No, he wouldn't stoop that low. It wasn't money, but pride, that held him back. Quickly, he scrolled down to the bottom, and booked a training session for the following afternoon. before tossing his phone to the side, and staring up at the blank white ceiling.
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I checked my phone as it buzzed in my pocket, a sly grin appearing on my face as I realized what it was for. They say the first purchase is the hardest. In my line of work, it was the second. And my newest prey had bit. I found myself growing wet at the thought of it, of what he had been going through, what had been floating in his mind. I licked my lips as I hit *Accept* on my phone, securing our next meeting. I would need to take it slow, this kind of prey was rare - so rich, yet so naive, so anxious. I couldn't let him get away from me.
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I knocked on the door once more, my attire much less revealing than before - casual trackpants and a tightfitting tank-top, my pale blonde hair up in a high ponytail, my makeup much more subtle this time around. I wanted him to feel comfortable, to trust me. And so, as the door opened..
"Hey Justin! How are you today?" I asked cheerily, letting myself inside and walking right in, letting him close the door behind me. "I've been thinking about how I could help you, and I've got lots of ideas! Ready to get to work?" I asked, leading the way towards the staircase up to his bedroom.
He quickly followed, passing me at the bottom of the stairs and escorting me up. "Yeah, yes, of course.. thank you so much for your help." He answered as we stood at the foot of his bed once more. I placed my purse on his bedside table as I motioned for him to get onto the bed. "Of course! Get naked for me will you? I don't want to waste your time here."
He nodded, immediately stripping off his shirt and pants before bashfully tugging his underwear down and off, kicking them to the floor. He sat in the center of his bed with his legs crossed, hunched over himself. "Alright, Justin. We're going to be working on your endurance. You're going to have to do your best not to cum, alright?"
