I am 20 years old, slightly overweight, large breasts (very sensitive nipples) and very sexy. I was very shocked when my boss came up with his proposal. I mean, I liked him, and certainly didn't fancy him, after all he was old enough to be my father.
But I needed the money and it wasn't really prostitution. I wasn't going to have sex with him. Anyway I often played with myself in front of my boyfriends. There was something exciting and dirty about making yourself cum while someone watched you. No it definitely wasn't prostitution, was it.
I kept trying to convince myself.
I desperately needed the money. I was up to my overdraft limit. My credit card was full up and I owed lots of money to lots of people. Here was a solution to my problems and I might even enjoy it.
I slept badly that night trying to convince myself that what I was seriously thinking about doing was the right thing to do.
Of course, it wasn't prostitution. The thought kept going around in my head.
I woke up and knew that when I got into work I had to give my boss an answer.
As I walked in I knew what I was going to do. I needed the money.
He was sitting at his desk. We smiled at each other and said, 'Good morning'.
I was waiting for him to ask me whether I had reached a decision and he was waiting for me to tell him.
After a while he said, 'Well, have you decided.'
I said, 'Yes, I'll do it, but no sex, I'm not going to have sex with you.'
He said, 'Oh that's great I'll book a hotel room'.
Nothing much happened until after lunch when he came back and said he had booked a room in a local hotel for the following afternoon. He told me to phone in sick the next day and told me that I wouldn't lose any pay.
I slept rather excitedly that night. I didn't like to admit but the thought of it was turning me on. I phoned into work in the morning and said I was suffering from women's problems. It was sort of true.
The hotel was only a short walk away. We had arranged to meet at 2.30 and as I walked into the reception of the hotel I began to feel nervous, very nervous. I thought, 'What the fuck am I doing here'.
I was dressed rather ordinary, with just jeans and top. Although the top was rather low that exposed quite a lot of the cleavage that I am very proud of. But I was almost shitting myself. I nearly turned round and went back home. But I needed the money.
As I walked into the reception I saw him sitting there. I walked up to him and sat down on the sofa beside him.
He said, 'I'm not forcing you into anything, if you want to turn round and walk away its up to you, but in this bag is £100 for you if you go through with it.'
I stood up and said, 'What's the room number'.
We walked together to room 30. He put the key in the lock and opened the door and held it open for me. It was a very large room with a large double bed and a couple of armchairs and a door that led into a bathroom.
He put the bag on the bed and said, 'Everything you need is in here. I want you to use everything and enjoy it as much as I'm going to. I promise you I won't jump on you, but obviously I'm going to play with myself while I watch you.'
He turned the bag upside down and everything fell on the bed.
I walked over and looked to see what he had bought. I saw the 5 crisp £20 notes. Then there was a huge black dildo and 2 vibrators, some lipstick, a lip pencil and lip gloss. A pair of black fishnet stockings and a pair of black 5 inch high heel shoes and 20 B & H cigarettes. I realised that he wanted me to act and perform like a tart.
I rather reluctantly started to undress. Although I teased him constantly at work I was now very embarrassed as I slipped my trousers and top off. I stood in front of him in my bra and knickers and seriously thought about calling it off.
But I caught the site of the money on the bed and knew I had no choice.
Before I took my underwear off he said, 'I want you to put some lipstick on'.
He handed it to me. It was not what I usually wore. This was a bright red tarty colour. He handed me the lip pencil first and I stood in front of the full length mirror and outlined my lips. I saw him watching me closely. Then he handed me the lipstick. I coated my lips with the bright red lipstick and then followed up with the lip gloss. I have to admit I quite liked the look. I actually began to feel very tarty.
But then he shocked me and said, 'I want you to put the lipstick on your nipples now'.
I had never done that before although several boyfriends had mentioned it before. I knew I had no choice. I unhooked my bra and threw it on the bed. Amazingly my nipples were quite hard. Although I was very nervous I think I was getting a little excited. I circled my aureola with the bright red pencil then coated my erect nipples with the bright red lipstick, finally I applied the lip gloss.
I thought, 'Oh God, this is turning me on'. I loved the look of my erect lipstick coated nipples.
I turned to face him and said, 'What do you think'.
He smiled and said, 'Gorgeous, almost good enough to suck, but I know I mustn't'.
I was now only wearing my knickers and he said, 'Time for the stockings and shoes'.
I lowered my knickers and stepped out of them. I could feel my pussy getting damp. I was getting turned on. I sat on the bed and pulled the fishnet stockings up my legs and then bent down and put the shoes on and fastened the ankle straps.
He said, 'Look in the mirror and see how sexy you look'.
I stood up and admired myself. I know I'm a little overweight but I have to admit I did look sexy.
He reached onto the bed a handed me a cigarette. I put it in between my bright red lips. He offered me a light and I inhaled and blew the smoke out through my red lips.