I studied the picture of Lisa and the unknown male sharing the double-ended dildo pondering what exactly Lisa wanted of me when the phone pinged again but this time was a text message. 'Please call me and arrange a date. We are both looking forward to your visit, just name your price.'
I racked my brains for a second trying to remember the name of the woman's husband as I sure she introduced me when we met at the party where I was doing a spot of close protection duty for some rich brat, who I was also fucking by the way. Was it 'John' or 'Jim', I was sure it began with a 'J' and then it hit me, a posh name, 'Justin.'
I tapped out a message, then studied it before making a few alterations until I was satisfied it set the right tone and conveyed the right content. 'If you and Justin wish to be my sex slaves for 12 hours my terms are very simple, 1 - From the moment I enter your house to the moment I leave I am in total control and you will address me as Ma'am. 2 - No safe words, what I decide you agree with. 3 - My fee is $5,000 payable in advance, non-negotiable.' Clicking 'send' I debated whether to get dressed or re-join Charlie and Chiquita as I was expecting a bit of delay while they considered my offer as I had doubled my normal rate on the grounds there was two of them.
The dominatrix thing was a bit of a sideline I had started dabbling in as whilst BDSM wasn't really my thing people would pay well and it was a darn sight safer than close protection work. It had been a while since the last time I had been Madam Judy so would need to buy a few things to make the session go with a bang.
To my surprise, the phone buzzed in response almost before I had finished thinking, and looking at the message it simply read 'send details for payment' followed by an address in the next state. I sent a response requested the funds be available for collection at a Western Union as although I would send it on from there I preferred to keep a layer of anonymity between myself and clients so used Western Union payments as a cutout. No sooner had I sent the details when the response came back 'Saturday?'
Today was Thursday so that left me plenty of time to get there but I was also conscious I would need to spend a few dollars on some items before I got arrived so I sent back, 'Will see you at 12 noon.' I smiled when the response came back with 'yes Ma'am'. I hadn't bothered mentioning that if I didn't get the money beforehand, then I wouldn't be there.
Picking up my stuff from the room I dressed quietly pausing only long enough to scrawl Charlie a note and leaving it on the bedside table. Chiquita and her did make a lovely picture with Chiquita's dark olive skin contrasting beautifully with Charlie's pale white skin and the temptation to join them was high but doing the calculations in my head it would be at least a day's driving to get there, maybe two leaving me Friday to shop and rest before Saturday. Bending forward I kissed Charlie's exposed nipple making her murmur sleepily and I couldn't resist taking a little nibble making her open one eye and smile at me hopefully.
"Thanks for the ride kiddo and will see you both next time I am passing, my love to Chiquita."
With that, I let myself out and into the still slightly chilly air and walked towards the truck stop that was near where the highway was already springing into life. I always travel light and just had a small pack with me that I slung over my shoulder as I stuck my thumb out and waited to see what came first, a lift of the greyhound.
I had hitched all over America, not to save money but just I found it a great way to meet people and pass the time, especially if I was in no rush. Although people would often remark how brave I was it never really occurred to me that it was brave, just more a matter of taking precautions and being aware of my surroundings and the training I had received in close-quarter combat gave me a lot of confidence. Sure there had been a couple of times when a hopeful trucker had tried it on but if my comments about being a confirmed lesbian didn't put them off then a finger bent painfully back seemed to do the trick though would cut the ride short. I only ever had one close call where a guy who had been giving me the creeps for a while decided to stop and pull a gun. People don't realise just how close together you are in the front of a car and it was a simple matter of deflecting his aim with one arm while plunging the small knife I had ready in my other hand into his nether regions. This caused him to lose interest in trying to rape me; in fact, I would have guessed he wouldn't be raping anyone for a while. Leaving him on the side of the road cursing me and doubting my parentage I borrowed his car before disposing of it at the next opportunity, removing all evidence of my presence by turning it into a ball of fire.
I heard the car pull up behind me followed by an almost timid toot of a horn. Turning my head I peered into the car and studied the driver carefully, to decide whether this was a ride to take or not. To my delight, the face that looked at me was of a pretty woman I would have put in her mid-twenties. She had short bobbed blonde hair and the most innocent big blue eyes you had ever seen. I was in lust but what really started to get my juices going was the fact that I could see clearly her hand on the steering wheel showing the glint of a fairly new wedding ring. 'Married pussy' my brain screamed silently and I almost licked my lips as I felt my pussy moisten.
"Where are you going to?" Her voice was as soft and gentle as her pale skin and I had to resist the urge to shout, 'wherever you want.' Instead, I mentioned the town named in the text that Lisa had sent me, and the woman giggled as she said, "Oh gee are you British? Well what luck I pass right by there so you can keep me company all the way, it's a bit of a drive."
Settling into the car I learnt that her name was Stephanie, but that I should call her Steph and she was off to see her husband Billy, who was stationed at an airbase 100 miles or so north of my destination. I also learnt that although her husband was an airman she was terrified of flying which was why she was making a two-day drive to go and see him for the weekend. One nugget I did glean was that she had known Billy since high school and had been her only boyfriend. More than once I dropped into our conversation about girlfriends and hinted they were a lot more than just platonic friendships and it took a few moments for the penny to drop what I meant about not being platonic. The slight flush to her skin told me that my words were having an effect and I continued to flirt without coming out with anything too obvious. I didn't tell her much about myself apart from my name insisting that like her I liked Judith shortened to Judy.
"So will you be stopping at some point?" I said at a pause in her chattering.
"Yes Judy, I will find a suitable motel along the way to break up the journey, though am open to suggestions."
I had to bite my tongue very hard at the suggestion that sprang to my lips but instead my mind was working overtime as I calculated the distance and where the likelihood of our evening stopping point was going to be. A quick discrete check on my phone confirmed that the place I was looking for had an outlet near a motel so I smiled as I mentioned a small town that was about 50 miles up the road.
At that moment the name of the town appeared on a road sign and Steph squeaked with delight as she recognised it as our intended halfway destination and declared it was fated we should stop there.
Pulling into the car park I noticed the discrete shop tucked away around the back of the motel but Steph was oblivious as she looked for a parking spot.
"I will sort the rooms out," I said leaving her to look through her bags in the boot of the car.
Staring into the eye of the reception guy I fixed him with a steely look and before he spoke I said firmly, "Oh only one room left, what a shame we will take it," and slid a $100 bill across the counter as I winked. The man smiled in a leer that widened, even more, when he saw Steph come trotting in with her overnight bag in her hand. If anything she looked even more stunning standing there with bright pink ski pants that were almost sprayed onto her body and I swear I could have counted the pubic hairs, assuming she had any.
"They only have one room Steph, | I said casually over my shoulder, not taking my eyes off the reception guy, "but I said we don't mind sharing."
If the reception guy's leer had got any wider I am sure I would have pulled him over the counter and stuffed his head into a nearby waste bin, but as it was, Steph just smiled sweetly as she said, "Just hope you don't snore."
