Christy let her leather jacket hang off her shoulders half way as she and Jake continued to kiss. She noticed Jake's hands resting lightly on her exposed waist.
'Aww, is he nervous?'
she giggled to herself. It was obvious Jake didn't have much experience making out.
Christy briefly broke their kiss and turned around, making sure to press her whole body against his. She noticed that he was already about ready to burst out of his slacks. She wiggled her ass on his crotch, stimulating his cock even more through his pants.
She looked up at him and whispered "Here, you can strip off my jacket". If this were any of her regular customers, they would have already yanked off her jacket and be tearing away at her bra and panties by now.
But not Jake. He seemed extra "gentle" while he carefully helped her out of her jacket. Like he was afraid to offend her.
"Aw, Jake honey, are you nervous?" she asked.
"Uh, umm, I just wanted to like, respect your boundaries ...." Jake trailed off.
Respect her boundaries! Ha! Here she was, dressed like a total slut, trashy mini-skirt, fishnet stockings, hooker boots, skimpy crop top, gaudy rouge and bright red lipstick and this poor simp wanted to respect her boundaries!
She couldn't help but laugh out loud. Playfully shaking her ass, she wiggled out of her jacket and handed it to Jake.
"Here you go my love!" she said in a sing-song voice, flipping her back and flashing him one of her flirtiest smiles. Jake dutifully took her jacket from her, folded it nervously and placed it neatly on the side table.
Her back and waist were now fully exposed. Jake couldn't help but notice that her breasts were barely being held in place by her skimpy halter top, with only a small red strap clinging tight to her skin. From behind she looked practically topless.
Her juicy ass still covered by her denim mini-skirt, riding temptingly up against her upper thighs. Christy bent over on the bed and looked back with a wink, making sure to put an extra arch in her back. Oh yeah, she'd done this before. This pose, in this state of undress, was specifically to bring out her fertile hips and ass.
It was as if she was deliberately offering herself up for impregnation.
She knew she didn't even need to lift up her skirt. She was fully aware that her sinfully short skirt had already ridden up her hips, exposing the extra small pink cotton thong underneath. She humped back, wiggling her ass to find his boner and playfully twerked on his bulge through his pants. It was one of her standard starting moves with any customer.
This is usually the part of the "date" where any other customer would have had enough of this cock teasing bitch. They'd be roughly groping at her tits by now while forcibly hiking up her skirt, ripping open her flimsy thong and shoved their fingers up her sopping cunt. Hell, she'd even had customers who had directly shoved their dicks inside her right then and there with hard slaps on her bare bottom, often accompanied by animalistic grunts of "bitch!", "slut!" or "whore!"
But not Jake. In fact, he asked almost pleadingly "umm, could we like .... umm ... kiss more ... if that's ok with you of course ..."
'What? Did this loser really just ask for permission??'
she thought. Ha! This was definitely a first! She was here ready to offer him rough, raunchy sex and all he wanted was more kissing! She steadied herself and went right back into character like the professional GFE escort that she was. Sweet, affirming, loving girlfriend. That was the role she was playing tonight.
She turned back to face him and feigned the sweetest reassuring voice she could "Aww, of course that's ok baby! Aww, Jake honey, you just wanted to kiss more? Mmm?" She made sure to give him her best doe eyes, while looking "up" at him.
"Umm, yeah, that's what I was kinda looking for ... kissing and stuff ..." Jake said. He seemed to look away, down at the floor.
"Aww, Jake honey, of course! Aww, you seem like a really nice guy!" Christy playfully messed with Jake's hair. She could see the pure infatuation in Jake's eyes. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she moved in slowly, just barely touching her lips on his, breathing gently to let him enjoy her strawberry breath.
At this time most other guys would have wasted no time in shoving their tongues in her mouth, ripping down her bra, pushing their hands up her skirt and roughly groping her ass while growling how much they wanted to fuck her. As a sex worker, Christy was used to it all of course.
But not Jake. Jake seemed apprehensive. She could feel his hands lightly on her exposed waist again like he was unsure of even how and where to hold her!
Christy took his right hand and moved it down, placing it firmly on the globe of her ass cheek. She could feel him gasp.
She took his left hand and cupped it directly on her breast. Jake's eyes went wide and she could feel his nervousness!
She giggled "Honey, just relax. You can grab my tits and ass, it's ok!"
She continued, while planting wet kisses on his cheeks "Yea that's it baby, go for it ... " (kiss) "You like my tits?" (kiss) "You like grabbing my ass?" (kiss) "Am I your favourite girlfriend? Mmm hmm?" she said with an open mouthed kiss right on his lips.
She sensed him gaining some confidence. She encouraged him further "Yea, that's it baby, yea, be rough with me!"
Jake kissed back briefly, then stammered "Christy, oh ... uh .... wow ... umm uh are you sure?"
"Sure about what?"
Jake looked down again "umm ... like it's ok if I grab you like ... rough?"
Christy laughed out loud "Come on silly! I'm your girlfriend remember? (wink)"
She then leaned in closer, licked his ear and whispered. "And besides, you paid me ... you can do anything you want to me!" she said with a girly giggle, continuing to lick and kiss his ear lobe.
"Oh ... wow ... umm, uh, I really hope it's ok Christy ... umm, I just didn't want you to feel I was ... you know ... objectifying you ..." Jake admitted.
'How adorable! He's afraid of objectifying me! Ha!'
