Meanwhile, Kobi was not sharing the same feelings as Antonella. As a matter of fact, she was feeling the complete opposite. She was becoming infatuated with the lifestyle. People always say it's nice to get paid to do something you love. Well, she was a real life nymphomaniac, and she loved what she did. So it was icing on the cake for her to get paid so well for it.
While Antonella kept a smaller list of exclusive clients, Kobi did the same, but also let some new customers make appointments with her behind Antonella's back, even seeing some of Antonella's exclusive clientele. She was often seeing 3-4 people a day all week long. Her record was 8 in one day. But that was some threesome's and back-to-back appointments. But this recklessness would catch up to her one day.
That one-day happened when she made a rushed appointment with a new customer and didn't bother checking his information beforehand. The unknown guy called out of the blue, said he was referred by a VIP client she knew very well, and would pay extra if she could squeeze him into her schedule that night. She would live to regret that choice.
When she took the sudden appointment, Kobi was just finishing up with another client. She had the time anyway, which is why she agreed to the short notice. She showed up at the hotel still dressed in the sexy outfit her previous client requested. A hot little white dress, just like the one Marilyn Monroe wore in that famous picture, with no underwear and a pair of white open-toed sling back heels.
The appointment was so recent that she could still taste his cum in her mouth and her pussy was still soaking wet. Maybe that's why she made the appointment. She usually needed a good fuck at least three times a day. So far, she only had two. As she passed by a few stares from horny men, she actually wondered if the wind blew hard enough, if her dress would fly up revealing her pussy for the world to see. The thought actually turned her on and made her even more dripping wet.
When she arrived at the room the man, who said his name was Ron on the phone, opened the door and let her in. She gave him a hug and a kiss and went through the normal introduction. She asked for the donation, but he said he wanted to make sure she was wearing no panties like she said over the phone. Kobi blushed, but she obliged him anyway. She lifted up the front of her dress, revealing her cleanly shaven pussy. She then spun around and bent over, lifting up the back of her dress, to give him a better view.
"Do you like that?" Kobi teased him as she ran a finger over her wet pussy.
"Yes, you're perfect." The man responded.
When Kobi turned around and asked for the donation again, "Do you have something for me?" the man reached into his coat pocket. But he didn't pull out a white envelope full of money. He pulled a badge.
"Fuck." Kobi cried out as she folded her arms in anger.
The undercover cop put his badge away. "You're in big trouble Kobi." He said.
"You have nothing on me. Read the legal disclaimer on my site. You are paying only for my time. Anything I agree to do with you is purely choice. You can't arrest me for that." She responded firmly. Pissed off that she was this careless.
"That's what you think. You know the name Bill Rickedy? He's one of your VIP clients, right?" He asked. Kobi didn't respond, but he knew she understood the situation she was in.
"What do you want?" Kobi asked fearing the answer.
The cop smiled and rubbed his chin. He had planned things perfectly. "I want you to help me. That's all."
"Help you how?" Kobi asked.
"Nothing too difficult for you. I just need you to help me get some information from somebody. He won't talk to me. But I think with your help, he will." He grinned.
"Alright, who and when?" Kobi asked.
