I didn't see Jenn for a while after we fucked like mad that day -- I thought she regretted it and was avoiding me at first, and didn't know what I should do next. She lived in the same building and I kept an eye out for her, but I didn't see her so she must have been keeping weird hours.
Before I started overthinking it, she sent me an e-mail that just said she was working like crazy, training at her new job and we should catch up on the weekend if I was free. I didn't realize she'd gotten another job, it must have happened quickly, so I popped back a quick note saying I'd be home all weekend so she could feel free to come by whenever.
I was glad she didn't seem weirded out by us fucking -- at the time, she had been both aggressive and comfortable, and wasn't the type to get wound up about crossing boundaries like that, but still you never know with people. I wasn't really after a relationship at the moment although I'd rethink my position if Jenn demanded it after that mad sex. Regardless, I was hoping we could keep fucking -- I had NEVER fucked that hard or that wildly and I wanted more than a taste, although I didn't want to come on too strong and screw up my chances.
The fact that she'd taken my money to fuck was really the thing I'd been worried about. I didn't care, and she didn't seem to care (hell, it was her idea), but it always changes things when money is involved. I had lost friends over lending them money, so didn't know what to expect from paying my friend to fuck me. She didn't mention anything about it in the e-mail though, so I decided not to mention it either. Maybe she didn't care, or maybe she was embarassed. Either way, best to forget about it.
But Jenn hadn't decided to sweep this all under the rug -- far from it. Late on Saturday night she started hammering on my door. When I let her in, a woman I didn't know trailed after her.
"This is Mel," Jenn said. A pure bombshell. Jenn was gorgeous, but Mel was out of this world. Instead of Jenn's C breasts, Mel had plump Ds. She was just as trim as Jenn, but more toned. Her hair was dyed platinum blonde in a bob cut and contrasted sharply with her dark black skin. She looked kind of like a darker Nicky Minaj.
The two of them were dressed to kill. Their tits spilled out of tight tube tops. Jenn was wearing one of those sexy little jean shorts that are cut so high you can see pockets hanging out the bottom, and Mel just wore a tight black miniskirt. "Can you get us some drinks?" Jenn asked as she led Mel into the living room and they flopped onto the couch. My cock got hard instantly -- the last time I saw Jenn on that couch I was ramming my cock into her.
I got them some coolers and sat down on the nearby loveseat, flipping my feet up onto the stool where I'd bent Jenn over last week to fuck her ass. "So, tell me about this new job?"
She looked puzzled. "You already know about it."
"What? No, the one you got sometime after I saw you last."
"WHEN I saw you last." She smiled. "Remember?"
"I don't follow."
"Don't say you can't remember fucking the hell out of me."
I choked on my own drink and started coughing. Mel began to giggle and Jenn laughed. She turned to Mel. "We didn't even make it to the bedroom, he just fucked my ass over that stool there."
"Do you two fuck a lot?" asked Mel.
"No, that was the first time." I had recovered a little and was glad to hear her say "first" instead of "only."
Jenn turned back to me while Mel sipped her cooler. "My new job. Remember when you paid to fuck me? Well, I thought, what the hell? That was fun. So I went online to learn more about being an escort or something. That's how I met Mel. She's kind of showing me the ropes. It's been pretty fun so far. I don't know if I will actually do it, but it's worth learning more about, investigating, don't you think?"
My eyes went wide. "You've been fucking for money all week?"
"No, it's weird, I've been kind of like, job shadowing Mel. I've watched her fuck a lot. The guys don't mind, they love it really, it's like an extra. I just masturbated while I watched mostly. But I did get in there and fuck this one black guy. Like I say, I don't know if I really want to do this, but it's fun learning more about it. You don't just dive into a job like Mel's."
I didn't know what to say. "Wow. I guess."
"Mel makes good money. There's no, like, pimps or anything the way she does things, it's like having your own business. I haven't really done it but I think it's worth trying out anyway, and learning more."