Cathy Pt 04

Cathy had had a good sleep. She felt refreshed, ready to face the busy day she knew was ahead of her. She felt warm and cosy in her nice comfy bed. She was happy. Very happy.

Cathy looked at the clock on the nightstand next to her. It showed it was 8:24.

Definitely a good sleep Cathy thought to herself.

Cathy lay on her side, snug under her duvet, but despite her happiness, she knew she also had decision's to make.

First was Paul's request to meet his wife, Olivia. Cathy still felt a little uneasy. It would most definitely be a first for her to have someone watch as she got fucked.

But then, Cathy reasoned, the last two days had been a whole series of firsts. Her first fuck as a working girl. Even becoming a working girl to begin with. Her first ever in-car blowjob. Actually, her first time doing anything sexual outside, away from home or a hotel room. First time having multiple partners. Her first ever tit-fuck. And on Sunday, if what Trisha had planned, her first ever foursome. So, Cathy thought, why not fuck as someone watches me?

"Ok." Cathy said quietly. "That I can do. Might actually be fun."

The second would definitely require a lot more thought.

Anal.

Could she, or would she do that? Could she let a man fuck her in her most private of places?

If, and it is a big if, she decided to let it happen, who would it be? Who would take her anal cherry so to speak?

Gerry? Adam? Mike? Paul? Their faces flashed before her in her mind, flipping from one to the other, over and over.

Cathy suddenly needed to pee. Getting out of bed, she shivered slightly as the warmth of the duvet left her. She then headed for the bathroom.

A few minutes later, a still naked Cathy stood in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil.

She had, while urinating, whittled it down to her 'upstairs' clients. So would it be Mike or Paul? Would it be Mike's tenderness or Paul's experience? Or, would it be someone she had yet to meet?

When the kettle boiled, Cathy made the tea. One for her and one for the still sleeping Trisha.

"Morning." Cathy said as she walked into Trisha's room.

"Already? Fuck!" Trisha replied groggily.

Cathy got into bed next to Trisha.

Trisha had been tired when they got home. The evening shift had indeed become busy. Cathy felt a little guilty for only servicing four clients. Trisha had said she had serviced seven in the same time frame.

Aunt May always closed up at ten. Never later. She did this to spare her girls from the heavier drinkers and to ensure her girls got a good night's sleep and time for themselves. Almost all of Aunt May's 'customers' knew this.

Cathy put her arm around Trisha's shoulder and pulled her against her body so Trisha could snuggle up to her.

"Need this. Thanks Cathy."

"We both do, I think." Cathy said in reply.

Cathy was loving all the sex she was getting. The fucking downstairs and the lovemaking upstairs. But doing this with Trisha, giving each other loving comfort, a knowing understanding of what they did for a living, gave them both an oasis of tenderness and sisterly love. Cathy was sure it was the same for Debbie and Jenny in their flat across the way.

"Bath?" Cathy asked sometime later once they'd finished their tea.

"Oh you angel! Yes please." Trisha replied.

Cathy and Trisha both felt much better after their bath and having some breakfast.

"Where's this clinic you mentioned Trisha?" Cathy asked.

"It's not far. Can walk to it in about ten minutes. I'll come with you and show you if you like?" Trisha replied.

"Excellent. Thanks. I'll go and get dressed."

As Cathy got dressed, she heard Trisha's phone beep. Seconds later, Cathy's beeped as well.

"FUCK!" Cathy heard Trisha shout from her room.

Ignoring her phone, Cathy raced into Trisha's bedroom.

"What's up? What has happened?" Cathy asked a wide-eyed Trisha.

"Olga and Tatiana have quit! Gone! Left! Not coming back!" Trisha exclaimed, and handed Cathy her phone so she could read the text from Aunt May.

"Fuck! What does this mean, Trisha?" Cathy already knew, from reading the text, that there would now only be six girls to work, what could and probably would be, a very busy day.

"Not sure. But I do know we're going to be fucked off our feet. Literally!"

"Can Aunt May find anyone to replace them?" Cathy was getting anxious. Could she, being new to all this, cope with the extra clients she knew there would be if Aunt May couldn't find someone?

Trisha shrugged. "Doubt it. Not this late. And I'm not sure what time Imogen is arriving. If it's today she's actually coming!"

Trisha checked the time on her phone.

"Ok. Let's quickly go to the clinic then head to Aunt May's. Hopefully something will have been sorted by the time we get there."

The clinic, thankfully, wasn't too busy and after having the test, the result of which she would get on Monday sometime, Cathy and Trisha took a taxi to Aunt May's.

They arrived at Aunt May's at the same time as Anya and Katerina. They, too, had no idea why Olga and Tatiana had decided to leave.

Katerina, Cathy noted, was just as blonde and just as beautiful as Anya. Introductions were made.

A few minutes later, Debbie and Jenny arrived.

"I'm so sorry about this." Aunt May was clearly upset.

"We'll get through this Aunt May, if we all agree to give a little extra and take less breaks." Jenny said, stepping forward to console Aunt May.

"I can't lose anymore of you!" Aunt May said, continuing to sob. "If that happens, then this place will ..."

"You won't lose us. Any of us. We know what's expected!" Debbie said, looking around to all the girls.

There were nods of approval from all.

"When does Imogen get here?" Trisha asked.

"I already am!" Said a gorgeous dark haired beauty who had just entered the office, towing a large, wheeled suitcase behind her.

"Hi Aunty May."

"Imogen!" Aunt May said, almost screaming her name.

Cathy watched as the two women hugged and kissed.

"Everyone. This is my niece, Imogen!" Aunt May was smiling at last.

"What's going on Aunty? And please, everyone, call me Immy."

Aunt May told her what had happened with Olga and Tatiana.

"No probs Aunty. I'm here now and I'm ready for action!"

"We're still one short. And will be two later when Debbie goes upstairs." Trisha pointed out.

"What's upstairs? Oh never mind, tell me later. What time do the first clients start to arrive?" Immy asked.

"In about twenty minutes." Jenny said, looking at her watch.

"I'll call Millie. If that's ok with you Aunty May? You remember Millie don't you?"

"Millie? Millie? Oh yes! I remember. Dark haired girl. Pretty, just like you. Is she around? I thought she went with you to Portsmouth."

"Yes. She's around. Been back here since last autumn. And she's been on at me for months to get her a job here."

"Call her. Please." Aunt May said.

Imogen made the call.

"She'll be here in about an hour." Imogen said when she ended her call. "Sorry. Best I could do."

There was a collective sigh of relief in Aunt May's office.

Aunt May seemed much more relaxed. "Ok." She said, using her business voice. "Who wants what room today?"

"1 for me please." Trisha replied.

"I'll take room 3." Said Jenny.

"Room 5 again Cathy?" Aunt May asked.

"Er ... yes. Unless someone else wants it?" Cathy said, looking around.

"Room 5 is yours then. Who's next?" Aunt May asked.

"2." Said Anya.

"4." Said Katerina.

"I'll take room 6." Debbie said as she stood up.

"Imogen. You can have room 7 and Millie, when she gets here, can take room 8." Aunt May paused. "Ok. Room checks. If anyone needs condoms, you know where to find them." Aunt May casually gestured to the cupboard behind her.

The girls then began to file out into the reception area and head towards their rooms.

"Cathy ..." Aunt May said. "Be a dear and show Imogen how the switch works please."

Cathy and Imogen entered room 7 and Cathy showed Imogen the switch and explained how it worked.

"Nice. Good idea." Said Immy. "Cathy right? You're the new girl aren't you?"

"Yes. Only started Wednesday." Cathy replied as she opened the drawer and took out a box of condoms, emptying the contents into the dish next to the lamp.

"Oh Really? Where did you work before?"

"I ... er ... only became a working girl on Wednesday. Debbie asked me. Things haven't been great for me lately."

Imogen nodded her understanding.

"Sign of the times isn't it? This or the streets. How are you finding it?" Immy asked.

"Ok thanks. Really enjoying it. I know men come here just to fuck and I'm ok with that. I like sex. And of course, I like money."

"You'll get plenty of both here." Immy said smiling. "I've been doing this since I was eighteen. So, nearly six years. Kind of a family legacy, if that's the right term. My Mum, Aunty May's sister, was also a working girl. So was my grandmother back in the day and, as you may already know, Aunty May was as well. Just remember please, to pace yourself. But I'm sure you've already been told that?"

"Yes. I have." Cathy answered. "Ok. I should go and get ready myself." Cathy then turned to leave. "But as we're going to be flatmates, I'm sure I will be picking your brains more at some point."

"You are? Wow! This is so cool! Ok. See you a bit later then."

Cathy could feel her body tingle and felt a dampness between her thighs in anticipation of the day ahead.

Why? Thought Cathy. Why am I getting so turned on fucking total strangers? She had mulled over this question and the only answer she had at the moment, in addition to getting lots of sex of course, was variety. Variety was, as the saying goes, the spice of life.

And the spice of sex! Cathy added with a smile.

As her first client of the day was humping away at her, Cathy thought, as she clung to him, more about the variety she was getting. Their different faces, especially when they came. The different cocks. The difference in the way they would fuck her and the positions they chose. The different noises they made.

Men had their reasons for coming to Aunt May's. But the bottom line was for release. To cum! To get something they were not getting at home.

Cathy was ok with this. She was providing a service and getting well paid for it.

As her first client noisily climaxed, Cathy did too. She had been feeling horny all morning.

Cathy knew she wouldn't orgasm with each client. That would be asking too much. But when she did, she relished the feeling it gave her.

"Time to take a break." Cathy said quietly after her fourth client of the day had left.

Cathy pulled on her jogging bottoms and baggy sweatshirt then headed to the office for a welcome cup of tea and hopefully, a refreshing shower.

"You ok dear?" Aunt May asked soothingly.

"All good Aunt May. Thank you. Is the shower free?" Cathy asked in reply.

"Jenny's in there at the moment. She should be nearly done."

Cathy accepted the tea that Aunt May had made for her and sat down.

"All yours." Jenny said a couple of minutes later.

Five minutes or so later, a refreshed Cathy sat back down with her tea in her hand. Jenny had gone back to room 3 and Debbie was now in the office, standing next to Aunt May with a cup of tea in her hand, waiting for her turn in the shower.

"You ok sweetie?" Asked Debbie. They hadn't really had a chance to talk since walking into Aunt May's on Wednesday.

Cathy hugged Debbie warmly. "Yes. I love it here. Thank you so much for bringing me here Debbie."

Debbie smiled and kissed Cathy on the cheek. "You're very welcome. Sorry I didn't ask you earlier. But ..."

"I'm here now and that's all that matters. I'm getting lots of sex. I have money and I have you and Jenny and Trisha and Aunt May. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Cathy and Debbie hugged again then Debbie released her and went for her much needed shower.

Cathy sat down to finish her tea before heading back to her room.

"Can I help you young man?" said Aunt May a few minutes later.

Cathy looked up to see a rather handsome, dark haired man through the hatch in front of Aunt May.

"Er ... yes. Is ...um ... is Cathy in today? I mean, is she available?" The man asked.

"And you are?" Aunt May asked him, her voice neutral and business-like.

"Sorry. Yes. I'm Steve. I'm a friend of Adam's. He said I should ask for Cathy. He ... um ... met her on Wednesday."

Her first recommendation!

Cathy smiled with the memory of Adam fucking her.

"First time here then I take it? And did Adam tell you the price?"

"Yes he did. I can wait. Will she be long?" Steve asked.

"Take a seat please. And no, she shouldn't be long." Aunt May said, indicating the seats behind him.

Aunt May turned slightly to look at Cathy and raised her eyebrows. A smile grew on her face.

Cathy returned the smile as she stood up.

"Give me a minute or two please Aunt May." Cathy said, giving Aunt May a kiss on her cheek.

"Ever been with a working girl before?" Cathy asked Steve a few minutes later once they were alone in room 5.

"Yes. Once. But it wasn't like this. This is really nice here. So clean and comfortable." A now naked Steve replied. "And Adam wasn't kidding. You are gorgeous Cathy."

Cathy smiled. "Thank you. So, what can I do for you today?"

"Oral then intercourse if that's ok? Same as Adam got would be really lovely."

Cathy held out her hand and pulled Steve towards her. Like she did with Adam, Cathy sat on the edge of the bed and took Steve's now sheathed cock in her mouth.

Steve groaned deeply as Cathy worked her lips slowly up and down his hard length, using her tongue to circle and excite its head before pushing her mouth back along his shaft.

"Fuck! This is so good." Steve said, after a few minutes of Cathy's superb fellatio. "Don't want this to stop but I really want to be inside you now."

"Maybe next time I'll take you all the way if you'd like?" Cathy said, giving him a sexy smile. "How do you want me Steve?"

"Ride me Cathy. Just like you did with Adam."

Cathy was so turned on. So horny!

As she rode Steve's hard cock, she felt her orgasm building within her and Cathy moved her hand between her thighs so she could excite her clit. Cathy really liked doing this now.

"Hold my tits!" Cathy pleaded, remembering the effect it had on her when Mike took them in his hands the night before.

Steve was more than willing, and raised his hands up to Cathy's magnificent breasts, squeezing and kneading them as Cathy bucked on his cock.

Cathy surrendered her body to her fast approaching orgasm and squealed and sighed loudly as it burst forth from within her.

With her body still shaking from her massive orgasm, Steve rolled Cathy onto her back and was soon back inside her, fucking her with skill and passion. His own cum was almost upon him and with a final few deep thrusts, Steve grunted and came, filling the condom with copious amounts of his spunk.

Cathy had no real idea of time. Clients came and went. So it was with a welcome relief when a weary looking Jenny knocked on her door and entered before Cathy could reply.

"Aunt May is calling it a night now sweetie. Get dressed and sorted. We're going over the road for a well deserved drink. You in?" Jenny asked.

"God yes! A large one would do nicely! Drink that is." Cathy said with a giggle.

Cathy emptied the drawer containing the money and began to count it, separating it into separate £100 piles.

Even taking breaks into account, Cathy had fifteen piles of banknotes.

"Fuck! Really?" Cathy said aloud.

Cathy then took £20 from each pile for Aunt May's cut and put the rest, £1200, into her bag.

"Fifteen? They weren't kidding when they said Fridays are busy." Cathy said to herself as she got dressed.

Cathy woke expecting to feel sore and achy after her first busy Friday, but she wasn't. She was a bit tired, sure, but a nice long soak would soon sort that out.

"Here. Take this into Immy for me please Cathy." Trisha said, handing Cathy a mug of black coffee. Cathy took it and knocked on Immy's door before entering.

"Morning." Cathy said cheerfully.

Immy grunted. "Don't do mornings!" Immy then disappeared back under her duvet.

"Feel ok Cathy? Quite a day yesterday wasn't it?" Trisha asked as Cathy entered the kitchen and picked up her tea.

Trisha too, had serviced fifteen clients.

"I feel fine, a little tired maybe, but better than fine actually if I'm honest, thanks. How about you?"

Yeh. I'm good." Trisha replied. "Fridays are always the busiest. Glad it's over for another week."

"Are Saturdays just as busy?" Cathy asked. She was, after all, still new to the life of a working girl.

Trisha shrugged. "Can be but I doubt it. Next week definitely will be. Payday for most people on Friday."

"So, what do you think of Immy's idea of doing shifts? Cathy asked.

Over a drink after work, Immy had brought up the idea. She knew of a couple of other girls who would be keen to work at Aunt May's.

"I like it." Trisha said. "Been a bit full on lately. Really hope Anya and Katerina don't quit like Olga and Tatiana did." Trisha paused to collect her thoughts. "If Aunt May could limit the number of walk-ins and get them to book ahead more, then I think it'll work."

"And it'll provide cover when we're at our other work." Cathy said, thinking of her shifts on Monday and Tuesday at the food store. Trisha too, had other work, she worked three shifts a week at a local filling station. It stopped the tax man from asking too many questions.

It also gave their 'Little Ladies', as Aunt May called them, a well needed rest.

"And ..." Trisha added, " Be nice to work either the Friday or the Saturday and not do both!"

Cathy giggled. "And find time for little jobs on the side. Can't wait to see what's in store tomorrow!"

"Very true!" Trisha said, also giggling.

Saturday was indeed busy. Though not as busy as it was the day before. Cathy took the required amount of breaks, as they all did and Aunt May studiously kept a concerned and careful eye on them all.

Cathy loved that she did.

At the end of the day, a still naked Cathy again counted out her day's earnings.

Cathy had serviced eleven in the time she had spent at Aunt May's. After separating Aunt May's cut, she still had nearly £900.

"Fuck! Over two grand for two days work!" Cathy loudly whispered to herself. "It'll take me months to earn that at the grocery store!"

Cathy was more than happy. There was money doing this. Debbie had been so right. She now had more money than she thought was possible.

Trisha was excited. She had been all morning. Today, she would be meeting Tim. As Cathy watched her, and listened to how she spoke about him, she thought that maybe, in a different life, Trisha and Tim could, and most probably would, be an item.

"Shall we dress up? You know, really make a day of it?" Trisha asked Cathy excitedly.

Before Cathy could answer, Trisha took Cathy's hand and led her into her bedroom.

"Pick one." Trisha said as she took some dresses from her wardrobe and laid them on the bed. They were indeed nice dresses, Cathy thought as she looked at them.

"Wow! Where did you get these? They must have cost a packet." Cathy said, amazed.

"No. Not really. Went up west before Christmas. Really good stuff in the charity shops there."

Cathy picked up one dress. It was a black, halter neck design with a low, but not too low, neckline.

Cathy tried it on and when she looked in the mirror she gasped. It really showed off her breasts and it clung to her body almost like a second skin. It's hem line finishing just above her knees.

Trisha had a similar one but hers was in midnight blue.

Trisha also had a large selection of shoes and it was easy for Cathy to find a nice pair of 3 inch heeled dress shoes to match the dress she had chosen.