Dec 31, New Year's Eve, Hong Kong
4 pm
Dwight put the phone down on the dining table and gave his full attention back to the gorgeous Vietnamese girl he was fucking. Dep was face-down on the table, her arms out in front of her. Dwight had hold of her hips, slamming Dep's pussy from behind. Having already cum in the morning, he was feeling strong, enjoying the young woman's body.
"You are so good to fuck," he grunted. "Unbelievable a girl as pretty as you...has such a stretched cunt."
Dep lifted up to her elbows, looking back at the white boy nailing her. "I'm sorry, it's become big."
"Dep, I love it, I seriously love it. Such tiny hips, it's amazing. I can fuck you sideways," he said, demonstrating by shifting left and right inside her. "So warm, so wet."
"I worry you made me pregnant," Dep said, but not despondently. The chance of having his baby made their sex special.
"Probably," Dwight grinned. He had been dropping his load inside her for days. "You've such a gorgeous body. It would be a privilege to fuck you your first pregnancy."
"I'm too young," Dep grunted as Dwight pumped her harder. "Don't you prefer to keep using me for sex?"
"I would," Dwight laughed. "I would. Let's see if you are pregnant first, before we worry about that."
Dwight pulled her to standing, gripping her tight breasts.
"Who was on the phone?" Dep asked as Dwight kissed the back of her neck.
"My family. From my American side. My cousin Buck is in town, staying with some buddy who lives here. I don't know the guy."
"Your family is here?"
"Just my cousin. Buck."
"He doesn't stay with you, why?"
"Back when he booked I had a wife and no spare bed. And he's only a second cousin, anyway."
"Second?"
"My mum's cousin's kid."
"But you will meet him today?"
"Yes. He's with some people, they're going to Lan Kwai Fong for midnight, so they want to hang out here before they go in."
"Shall I go away?" Dep asked politely.
Dwight laughed. "Dep, when are you going to stop asking that? You're not a whore anymore, you're my girlfriend. You're not going anywhere."
"I feel sorry for you, you should not have a prostitute girlfriend."
"Ex-prostitute," Dwight clarified.
"But I've been so dirty. With so many men. I don't know why you'd want me."
"You can say what you want," Dwight said calmly. "I can't see why anyone wouldn't want you."
Dep crossed her fingers that Dwight wouldn't change his mind. She leaned down onto the table and stuck her ass back hard at the cock in her. She would do anything to make him happy, like he had done her. "Fuck me any way you want."
"Thanks baby."
5 pm
"Mum, this is Jill. From the office. She's going to get ready here for the company dinner, yeah?" Bobby said in Cantonese.
"Welcome dear," his mother said politely, putting on her shoes. "Be careful this evening. Don't get in any trouble."
"Mum has mahjong," Bobby sighed, then admonished her. "And she never wins."
"It's the only thing that gets me out of the flat," the old lady smiled, unadmonished.
"I hope you have a lovely time!" Jill smiled.
"You too, dear. Bobby, don't be home late."
He laughed. "Mum, it's New Year's, I'll be late."
"Your father would never have approved. He was an early riser. Every day of the year."
"Okay mum. Go. Enjoy your game," Bobby said, shaking his head. He wished he lived alone, goodness knew he could afford it, but he couldn't bear his mother being lonely.
"Sorry about her," he said after she left.
"She's adorable," Jill smiled.
"Yes, well... I'll give you a tour."
The 'tour' took thirty seconds. Happy Valley apartments are small.
"Bathroom here," he opened a door. "It's clean, I promise. And my room here. The dress is hanging behind the door."
"Did you buy me condoms?" Jill asked.
"Yes." Bobby went to his draw and took out a small box. Jill took them. For a time there was an awkward silence.
"Tea?" Bobby asked.
"Yes, please."
They walked back to the living room. Jill sat at the kitchen counter looking at the box of three condoms. An involuntary shudder tremored through her body, and her vagina tingled.
"I haven't put one of these on a guy for a long time," she said wistfully.
"You nervous?"
"I can't believe I'm going to roll one of these onto some guy's erection, and I don't even know who he is yet."
"You don't think it might be fun?" Bobby hoped.
"One of these condoms inside this box right here is going to be inside me. I can't believe I'm doing this."
"Maybe more than one of them..."
"Oh, you really think some guy would fuck me twice?" Jill moaned.
"At least that. You said your husband was staying overnight somewhere for his party, right?"
"Macau."
"Right, so if you fall asleep, you'll probably get it again when you wake up."
Jill put the condoms on the counter and put her head into her hands, letting out a squeal of frustration at having lost the bet.
"Jill. Look," Bobby sighed. "You don't have to go through with it. Not all the way. Wear the dress but don't have sex with anyone. It's enough you're letting them look."
Jill took a deep breath.
"I would have taken your car," she admitted. "It's okay. I made the bet. I'll do it. I'll use the condoms, all three if he wants. It's my own fault."
"You sure?"
"Yeah," Jill paused, then explained. "I talked with my sister about it. Megan. She's younger but older if you know what I mean? She has sex with all sorts of guys all the time. Said I should take my last chance to have a one night stand. My body won't always look like this. Said I should let guys use it while it's still in good condition for being used."
"Sounds like... good advice."
"Why you want me to fuck some guy anyway? What made you give me this penalty? It doesn't help you."
"I don't know. I was trying to think of something that would be too difficult, something you wouldn't accept. I didn't think you would actually go to bed with some guy."
"I wouldn't! I was certain to win."