Amy becomes a Temporary Hooker
It was drinks after work for us, none of our work crews or friends, a bar where no one we know should spot us. This was our usual night for fun, if it happened, and the room was booked. We were chatting to one young guy, professional type, suit with T-shirt and very sure of himself. Amy seemed to like him, I wasn't sure but it was a start, no harm.
In a moment of taking a swig from my handle of beer, another guy next to me, leaning against the bar, who no doubt had been listening to us, gets closer and softly nudges me and whispers as Amy talks to My Professional.
"She's gorgeous," he says, "have you got her for the night or just a few hours. I'd love to get her number when you're finished. How much did you pay." He rattled off all these questions without letting me answer. He was infatuated with Amy so it seemed. He looked neat and dressed casual smart, fit and maybe late forties.
I'm not sure what he had heard but somehow, he had got the wrong idea, so straight away I thought I'd play along for a bit of fun. "You're right, she is gorgeous and she's $300 for one hour, but totally worth it," I said, then added "this might be my third time with her and the other guy is also trying to get in on the act." I made out that I hadn't yet sealed a deal for myself.
He replies, "what do you mean get in on the act."
"He's trying to arrange a threesome with all of us, him, her and me. At the moment she's at $500 for one and a half hours for that."
"Wow, I'd like to part of one of those as well but I'd love to be with her on my own first time, if you know what I mean," he says with a little snigger.
I keep going, Amy was listening to Mr Professional talk about himself, his job. Boring. "Do you want me to mention to her that you are interested."
"I don't want to stop what you are arranging, but yes please, for maybe another day." We chat for a little while longer until Amy turns to us. Mr Professional has headed off for a pee break, so I ask.
"How's it going with Mr Professional," I ask as my new friend Mick is ordering a beer for us, which will give me a few minutes.
"He's a bit up himself, it's turning me off him."
"Yeh, I thought he was a bit of a tosser as well. I've been chatting to Mick while you were entertaining Mr Professional," I say.
"I've been trying to get out of the conversation for 10 minutes, hoping for your help but you were talking to that guy," she says as she looks his way.
"Sorry, I was busy, let me explain. First of all, what do you think of him compared to Mr Professional." She hasn't seen him properly nor has she spoken with him. She looked at the back of him and waited for me to continue, so I did. "He thinks you are a hooker and asked me how much you charge, he's interested. He's now single and alone and does not want a relationship.
"A hooker, what made him think that."
"No idea really, maybe because of our age difference and you look hot tonight, you got make-up on and you changed out of your work clothes. So, I told him you charge $300 an hour."
"What," she exclaimed, then reconsidered her outburst. "Is that good."
"Yes, that's good for one hour. Are you interested now." She laughed and thumped my arm as he came toward us with two beers and a Moscato. "Follow my lead," I added, as he got to us.
"This is Amy," I say, putting my hand on Amy's shoulder and squeezing it three times, our code.
Mick puts out a hand and shakes it, "pleasure to meet you, Amy, you are a beautiful lady." Amy blushes and pinches my bum three times, a yes. He's off to a good start with his comment.
We chat for about 10 minutes. It was extremely difficult not to give it away that we are a couple. Finally, as Amy slipped off to the toilet I made a suggestion. "Mick, Although Amy has agreed to be with me tonight, I think you should try as well. I tell you what, let me explain to Amy and see if she agrees. I already have a room booked and you can use it." He agreed, saying how very considerate I was and would pay half the room. Amy was returning. She looked at me and knew I was up to something, hopefully she plays along.
A few more minutes went by until I found the right pause. I looked at Amy, "I was considering, even though I already have you booked for tonight, if you would consider taking Mick in my place first up and then me later. He's agreed to the price. What do you think."
Amy looked at me, I did not know what she was thinking, but I saw that twinkle, the corners of her mouth shifted ever so slightly and she looked at Mick. She wanted to be a hooker for a night. It happens that some women fantasise about that scenario.
Looking back at me, she said "You want me to go to your room and have sex with Mick on our own," She highlighted the last part, making sure she understood what I was agreeing to. "Then afterwards you have sex with me." Mick felt a little embarrassed and left us for a pee. Amy continued as my wife. "Are you really serious, you would let him fuck me without you being there."
"Of course, for $300, that's what hookers do. You would like that, fucking him on your own, him doing things to you that I can't see. I know you would enjoy it, you did that once before on that free shopping trip on your own you won remember, you fucked that café guy for two nights that I convinced you to do, although it didn't take much." She laughed as the memory came back.
"Okay, yes, I will do it. I definitely want to fuck him for $300 on his own. Thinking about it has made me so horny that when I went to the toilet, I pushed a finger into my soaking wet pussy and played with my clit. I shouldn't have washed it; you could have sucked it."
Oh my god, my cock nearly split my zipper on my jeans. "Oh my god, I love you, you are such a teasing little bitch. Here is my next question then. Would you have a threesome with him for $500. I lead him on, and he was definitely interested, but he wanted you on your own to start with."
"A threesome, with or without you," she asked. I hadn't thought of that but that was a good question. Would I let two guys fuck my wife without me being there, with or without $500. With me it would be $250, without me it was the full $500. My mind was spinning, was I more interested in the money and my wife becoming a temporary hooker, or I was I wanting this for her and myself to enjoy. I decided, it wasn't the money, it was still about our fantasy of her fucking other guys, and threesomes are her fantasy as well as mine, even though sometimes it's foursomes.
"Hmmm, you've stumped me, I hadn't thought about that. What's your thoughts."
'No, no, you can't get out of it that easy. Would you like me to fuck two other guys without you being there. I've had two other guys fuck me while you just sat and watched, remember."
"Your right, I let them enjoy you and when they finished, I more than enjoyed you. So, on that basis maybe it wouldn't bother me. I would just be sitting in the bar for an hour or so I guess. But then I'd want to come back and fuck you straight after."
"Good, that's what I would want as well."
"Okay, so that's a yes you would then. Only thing is, there's only him and me at the moment." He was coming back. He noticed our drinks were empty and indicated he would get some more.