Mrs Mary J Stevens Part 2
We now find the heroine of our story at "Fresher's Week" at her university. She had settled in to her room in her Hall of Residence and was getting to know the other new girls and some of those in their second and third years. As is always the case, a considerable amount of alcohol was involved in fresher's week and one evening at a drunken session in the Students Union, Mary was telling the girls that her parents' divorce had meant she would now have to pay her own way through her three year course. She needed a job. One of the drunks she was with leant forward and whispered in her ear that she had been in the same situation, but had signed on at an escort agency. Quite a few girls were paying for their education by "horizontal dancing" three or four times a week. It worked well for the students as they could work their appointments around lectures and tutoring sessions, and the money was good. To Mary this suggestion was heaven sent. She liked all the advantages set out by her drunk friend, with the addition that the job would satisfy her craving for regular sex. The following morning she rang the number given to her by her friend.
The escort agency was seedy in the extreme. Mary was asked to go to an address in a rundown part of town which turned out to be a small Victorian terraced house occupied by a scruffy fat chain smoking hag with a battery of mobile phones spread around her. This was a bit of a shock to Mary who had grown up in a big house with everything she wanted at her fingertips. The Hag told her she would be expected to fuck the punters, and although she might be called an escort she was in fact a whore. Nobody ever escorted anybody anywhere. She would have to call in when she was available and stay close to a phone.
When a punter called, The Hag would tell him who was available, and a short bio of each girl. If he chose her The Hag would phone her and give her the address and time to be there along with the time she was booked for and the fee. She was to provide her own condoms, lube and transport. She was to collect the fee in cash on arrival and do what was expected. Once she finished she was to swing by The Hags address and give her half as a finder's fee. The Hag made a point of telling her that if she didn't pass over the 50% she could expect a visit from her enforcer, and that would not end well. The fee worked out at £100 per hour, so Mary would get £50 of that for an hours shagging. She was going to pay her own expenses out of that so maybe she might clear £40 each time. She was going to have to shag about 10 punters a week to keep her head above water. Well, it was better than flipping burgers or pulling pints in some pub, so she signed up.
It took a couple of weeks until Mary became settled with her studies and was happy with her schedule before she phoned up to sign on. She had a small second hand car and a street atlas (no sat nav back then) a tube of lube and a dozen condoms in her handbag. She had bought some sexy underwear and a couple of tight tops and short skirts, some pairs of black stockings and matching suspender belts. She sat in her room in her hall, dressed in her slut gear and waited. To fill the time she studied and prepared for the following weeks tutorial.
It only took 90 minutes before her phone rang. The Hag gave her a name, address and told her it was one hour for £100 and she had better remember to pass over The Hag's share. All of a sudden Mary was having second thoughts and was frightened of what might happen. At the same time she had that feeling in her gut and pussy that she always felt before good sex. She knew she was going to do it.
The John lived in a 3 bed semi in a council estate. He was at least her father's age, overweight, and stank of cigarettes and stale beer. He handed over the £100 and she checked it before putting it in her purse. He told her to strip, which she did while he did the same. She stripped off top, skirt, bra and panties but kept on her suspenders stockings and shoes. He got naked except for his socks. Still in his lounge downstairs he turned her round and bent her over the arm of a chair. She had unwrapped a condom she played with his cock to get him hard enough and unrolled it on to him before he bent her over the chair.