Dont Bet On Football Games Part 3

"What do mean by I don't have to pay you?"

"You have me back. You own my pussy again. Not being able to sleep with you these past two weeks has been horrible. Let's go to bed."

"You only had one more paying customer to do tonight. Where did all this money come from? Did you do more paying johns?"

Millie took her eyes away from Ben. "Three," she said softly.

"That's...."

"A hundred fifty each. I was already out anyway, so I figured I might as well make some actual money."

"We might as well pay off this bill as along as we have the money. Are you thinking of becoming a full-time escort?"

"I'm not going to quit my job. I like what I do. It's important work. I don't want to give it up. Let's go to bed. I'll be careful not to hurt your face."

"I don't understand why Sam let you pay him off so quickly. The first night he just gave you away. You had one paying john the second night. I expected to be celibate for months, not just a couple of weeks."

"He had me every day. Please hear me out. We had help. The guys at work felt very bad about the situation. They felt guilty about letting me place the bet, especially Charlie. He feels he should not have placed it for me. They decided to be my paying customers, plus they told other men about me. Each one of them went into their own pockets to get me free from Sam. Everybody spent six hundred dollars so I could get one hundred taken off my debt. Their friends did the same thing. They had no obligation to help us. They did it because we're friends. I want to pay them back."

Ben took a deep breath. "That was very generous of them. I can't deny that. Are you sure friendship was their only motivation?"

"They admitted they all wanted to fuck me, but never expected to. In a way, I fell into their laps, or they fell into me."

He smiled. "I agree we should find a way to pay them back. We're talking thirty-six hundred dollars. It would take years."

"Or a couple of weeks. Less, actually."

"I don't think I'm going to like what you will say next."

"If you say no, I won't do it. Sam does want me to be one of his escorts. I said I would only do it in the evenings. He charges the johns three hundred and splits it with the girls. He said I could easily get four jobs a night. Even if I take Saturdays and Sundays off, we're looking at three thousand a week. We could be debt free in ninety days."

"Then you wouldn't be free from Sam."

"He would be my pimp, but I could quit anytime. He has other girls he can give away. He can only sell me now that he's been paid in full. In fact, when we talked about me continuing, he agreed to pay me himself in the future. That's a pretty good switcheroo."

"I'm beginning to believe you like being a prostitute."

"I don't deny that it has been fun. The men were nice to me. Even Sam was nice in bed."

"I'll admit watching the two of you did turn me on. I wasn't happy about it, but it was hot."

She took his hand in hers and led him to the bedroom. Millie sat on the edge of the bed, unbuckled his belt, and opened his fly. His pants dropped to the floor. "You shaved," she said as she marveled at his hairless cock and balls.

"I did it Tuesday night while you were being given away," he said. She stroked his cock while sucking one of his balls into her mouth. His prick hardened when she switched to the other one and hummed on it. "That's wild," he said gasping for breath. "Where did you learn that?"

"From a paying john."

"It looks like something good came out of your indebtedness."

"You like that?" She made eye contact with him before taking his dick between her lips. Her tongue traced the rim of his glans making him gasp again. Sensing he was about to cum, she stopped and told him to sit on the edge of the bed. Kneeling before him, she removed his shoes, socks, and pants while he took off his shirt. He stretched out on the bed, and she removed her dress.

"Where are your panties?"

"In my purse. I never wore them when I was out."

"I suppose you flashed your pussy at the guys."

"Oh, yes. It got them hot for me. I see it's having that effect on you. I don't think I'll ever wear them again, not even to work." She laid down beside him and gently kissed his lips while being careful not to touch his nose.

"Aren't you afraid you will be known as the office slut?"

"I'm already the office whore. After each of the guys fucked me, they seemed to look at me differently. We became an intimate group sharing a special secret that excluded the rest of the company. I don't know how to explain it. They have bonded better as a team."

She kissed and sucked on his nipples until they stood up like hers. His breathing slowed. "I remember Sam telling you to do that. It feels good. I'm starting to feel grateful to him." His hand went down to her knees. Slowly he brought his fingertips up her inner thighs to her groin. He laid his palm across her pussy and didn't move it. "I'll be so glad when these bandages come off so I can eat you properly. You know you are my favorite meal. I could eat your pussy all day and not gain weight."

She giggled. "You silly man. When they come off, I'll show you how to make me even more delicious. Meanwhile, you are very good with your hands. Use them on me. Make me beg you to fuck me."

"The way you begged Sam?

"Yes. I know you are that good. Even better. You know my body like the back of your hand. You make me feel so good. I want to make you feel good too. My high school boyfriend got my cherry, and it hurt. You are only the second man I ever had sex with. I knew next to nothing. How many girls did you sleep with before we met?"

"Maybe ten. There were a couple more until we began dating seriously. At the time, you were just another conquest. Ultimately you conquered me, and I couldn't be happier."

"You have a lot more experience than I have. These past two weeks have shown me how inadequate I have been as a lover. I learned a lot, and I want to use that knowledge to make you happy."

"No one ever hummed on my cock or balls before. That was great. You're not so inadequate."

"A cop taught me that. He shot his sperm in my mouth."

"Lucky guy."

"Do you want to cum in my mouth? I would love it if you did. I want to think of these two weeks as Sex Ed 101. Our love life is going to be so much better."

His hand gently caressed her pussy lips. The love in his touch slowly aroused her as he rubbed up and down. Her breathing became deeper. She moaned softly as her pussy lips opened. His fingertip slipped inside searching for her G-spot while his thumb circled her clit. Her hips smacked against his hand. The tension within her mounted as he continued to simulate her clit. Suddenly her legs clamped together imprisoning his hand between them. His thumb was still able to lightly caress her nubbin as it stood out from its hiding place. "Don't stop," she whispered as her entire body trembled violently. When her orgasmic contractions subsided, she growled, "Fuck me, Ben! Fill me with your seed." He rolled on top of her. His cock slid easily into her wet pussy. Her legs went around his hips; her ankles locked together holding him inside her pussy. "I've missed having your prick in me. From now on you will always be at the head of the line." Ignoring her words, Ben pumped his dick rapidly in her cunt. Their individual passions rose quickly. Fueled by two weeks of celibacy, his toes curled. Her vaginal muscles gripped his manhood. Both screamed with orgasmic bliss. His balls pulled up and contracted sending his seed into her womb. Her arms tightened around his chest as she kissed his cheek being careful to avoid banging her face against his nose.

Gradually their breathing returned to normal. "Millie," he said softly, "I can't remember you ever being so hot. I feel like I'm in bed with a new woman."

"You were harder than I can remember. I think that's the biggest load you ever put in me. Were you remembering watching me with Sam?"

"I don't know. My orgasm blocked out all sensations, all vision, all sound. All I knew was a level of pleasure I'm never known before."

"When I pay back the guys at work, I think they should get a little interest. Would you mind?"

"How much interest?"

She looked into his eyes. "A free fuck?"

"I had a feeling you would say that. As long as it's only once each. After that, they pay just like anybody else."

"Are you saying you want me to continue being an escort?"

"We could be debt-free and have enough to get a house in six months. One condition. Never on Sunday."