It had been a funny evening for Linda and Gary. They'd recently begun a new game, an amateur sort of prostitution. It had all started when Linda's boss had made a play for her, and she'd told Gary that if she did go along with it, she'd make him buy her some nice clothes, or a piece of jewelry, at least take her out to dinner at a good restaurant. This planted the seed in Gary's head, if she'd do that, why wouldn't she take money for sex? This excited him, so he started to bring it up during quiet moments at home, saying that they were already involved in the swinging scene, and she had had sex with several different men, why not do it for money.
Linda thought about it, and one evening, when he brought it up again, said, "why not?" So at first they tried picking up men at bars, but were such novices that they never found the right guy or if they found someone interested they didn't know how to ask for money. A few times they ended up in a motel in a threesome, which they both enjoyed, particularly Gary, who loved to see Linda with a strange man humping between her legs, but so far she hadn't been paid for sex.
This night they'd driven a little farther from home, to a bar in Vallejo, thinking they were less likely to meet people they knew, and maybe it would be more fertile ground. Gary went in to check it out, and there were several men who looked likely, so he went back out, told Linda to come in in 15 to 20 minutes, and went back in. He didn't want people to think they were together, but wanted to keep an eye on things to make sure she was okay – also he was intrigued by the idea of watching men hit on her.
He was sitting there with a drink when Linda came through the door then went and sat on a barstool, and ordered a drink. There were three men drinking, all watching her, especially as she got up on the stool, showing some thigh. Her skirt wasn't a mini, but short enough to show a lot of her lovely legs, while covering the tops of her stockings. She didn't really like to wear a garter belt, but this came with the outfit, Gary insisted, and with heels and a see through blouse gave her that look of an elegant courtesan.
"Nice stuff." The man sitting beside Gary muttered.
"Sure is." Gary replied. "Have you seen her here before?"
The man said he hadn't. They went on discussing Linda, and his friend said he thought she looked great but that she was probably a hooker. Good, he thought, that's what he wanted.
"I don't believe it." Gary said, "What would a girl like that be doing working in Vallejo? She could make a lot more money in San Francisco."
The man he'd been talking to left, and now Gary could see Linda better, and saw that one of the men had moved up to stand in front of her, and had put his hand on he knee. He strained to hear what they were saying and he heard the man say. "This is the first time you've been here then?"
"Yes."
"What is it, a tragic love affair, and you came here to drown your sorrows?"
"No, I just like to get out and meet new people once in a while."
They went on chatting, meanwhile the other man had moved closer behind her and was joining in the conversation. As they talked Guy 1 had moved his hand up her leg, but on her skirt.
"What this bump?" He asked, looking down at her skirt.
"That's the thing that holds up my stockings."
"You're wearing a garter belt?"
"You're getting pretty personal, but yes I am."
Guy 2 joined in. "I thought those things went out when panty hose came in."
"Yes mostly, but sometimes they're more convenient. That's enough about my underwear, what sort of shorts are you guys wearing?"
Guy 1. "Boxers."
Guy 2, simultaneously. "Jockey shorts."
There was more chatter and joking, and the men had bought a couple more rounds of drinks. Now Guy 1 was sliding his hand up under her skirt, and as he turned to retrieve his glass his hand went all they way up to her crotch.
"Hey! Stop it! That's enough, take your hand out." Linda told him laughing.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to do that, but you do have nice soft thighs."
"Yes that's what all the men say, and I think you did mean to do it."
"Well, yes perhaps I did." Guy 1 laughed.
"But what were saying about going to a motel?" Linda went on.
"I just said that it would be fun if the three of us went somewhere away from other people, like the guy there who's been watching us." And he nodded toward Gary.
I better be more discreet, Gary though, but this was getting exciting, and Guy 1's hand was under Linda's skirt again, but just under the hem. How was she going to handle the money, he wondered. The men were really getting warmed up, and he could see a paid threesome developing.
"Well that might be exciting, but could you afford it?" She asked him.
Guy 1. "Well Motel 6 isn't very expensive, and I'd charge it."
" I wasn't referring to the cost of the motel, I was talking about me."
"You? You want money for sex?" This was the first time the word had been used, let alone with money.
"Yes, for sex. That's what we've been talking about, isn't it?"
For the first time the guys had nothing to say.
