Author's Note : Readers may want to read the Denny & Mrs. Green series prior to reading this story. This one is a follow-up to Chapter 4.
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Chuckling to herself about the monopoly money that Dennis had left for her in the envelope , Mrs. Green flashed back to the evenings years ago when she and the boys used to have marathon monopoly games. Since Dennis had convinced her to dress up and play the part of a common street whore it seemed apropos that he zing her with play money. She also realized that as a full time student he didn't have the cash to throw away anyway. She also found it humorous because she had enjoyed the dress-up part. Amazingly, she had felt very sexy in her slut outfit. As a middle aged mother this came as a surprise to her. Nevertheless, she made a mental note to chastise him by telling him that she was worth a lot more.
Before she got to her car , Mrs. Green dropped her purse onto the sidewalk. As she bent over to pick it up , a hand patted her on the behind. She screamed in surprise. She jumped back to see a rather pleasant looking young man smiling at her with a goofy grin on his face.
"Sorry to startle you ma'am but I just couldn't resist touching something that beautiful! When you bent over your skirt rode up and ..well...I just couldn't stop myself. Besides that I didn't think you'd mind that much being in your line of work. I've never done this before so please forgive me for being so forward. But you are one beautiful sexy woman."
Mrs. Green was all set to berate him and tell him that you can't go around putting your hands on a woman's ass without her permission when she saw her reflection in a store window. And then what he had said made sense. A woman in her line of work? Obviously ,with the way she was dressed and being here on Hooker's Alley, he had mistaken her for a prostitute. After getting hold of herself, she chuckled inwardly and told him that it was alright.
She turned to get into her car when he shocked her by asking how much she wanted. At first she didn't understand. "What did you say?"she asked thinking that she must have misheard him. When he repeated the question, she didn't know whether to be flattered or furious. Yesterday she would have been livid but then she realized that she had been playing the role of a hooker all afternoon.
She turned around and this time took a full appraisal of the young man. He was around 6 feet tall with dark wavy hair and a couple of pimples on his otherwise handsome, tanned face. He was dressed casually in a black t-shirt and dungarees. That stirring in her loins that had been re-ignited by her son Bobby's best friend Dennis so recently , made her feel flush.
Knowing that she was looking him up and down produced an embarrassed grin and he started to blush as well. "I'm sorry. I've never been with a woman before let alone a prostitute and I don't know what the protocol is. Do I offer you an amount or do you suggest one? Do I tell you what I want to do before we go somewhere together? How does it work?"
Mrs. Green started to smirk. "Another virgin," she thought. "And such a good looking one. Life is good . But can I pull off this charade? Dare I? Am I really such a slut that I would take money for fucking this boy? He could be my son for Christ's sake! In fact he even resembles Bobby a bit .What have I become?"It wasn't hard to decide. She took another long look at him and lingered at his crotch far too long. "My god." she thought "He looks hung!" She hoped she wasn't making a mistake. What had happened to her? Dennis had turned her into a nymphomaniac. She had just spent the afternoon fucking and sucking and even taking it up the ass ,something she had never done before, and here she was going to go off with some young stud and fuck him for money? Had she really turned into a whore?
Out loud she said, " Sugar. Let's go on a date! That'll be $50 for a blow job and $100 for access to the promised land ." She hoped that the prices weren't out of line since she didn't have any idea of what the going rate was. He hesitated and seemed to be calculating how much money he had on him. He then started looking her up and down like she was a new car in a showroom. Obviously he was trying to decide if she was worth that amount. Reading his mind, she offered , "Don't worry honey, you won't be sorry." and rubbed herself up against him. With that she took him by the hand and asked him , "Where's your car, Sugar?"
"It's the white van right here," he said and used the remote to pop the doors open. His hands explored her bottom as she climbed up into the passenger seat. She laughed and told him to be patient. The boy scurried around to the driver's side , started the engine and inquired , "Where to?"
Being new at this , Mrs. Green had no idea other than the parking lot that she had gone to with Dennis. She remembered the cop and decided why not go to that motel on Kingston Rd. that Dennis had taken her to. It had been close and had been clean. Smiling seductively, she turned to her first real john and gave him directions. Her skirt had ridden up exposing her garter belt and she found his eyes glued to her upper thighs. Smirking again she informed him that he would get to see the whole show in a few minutes but he would have to get them there safely so he should keep his eyes on the road and his hands on the wheel. She had had to add the latter because his right hand was under her skirt and already trying to finger her beneath her thong panties.
As they drove she ogled the young man. Not bad looking even though he was so young she thought. I'm going to enjoy getting inside those tight pants. With this she licked her lips and felt her pussy lips start to get wet. My god, this could be my son! Does Bobby go looking for hookers to get him off? Is that why he had called her a whore and a slut? Once again she reproached herself for her wanton thoughts but only felt guilty for a second or two.
On the brief ride she found out that his name was Brad and that he was a freshman at the local college. She almost made a major faux-pas by saying that her son , Bobby, was a student there as was Dennis. She caught herself just in time . She was afraid to find out that they might know each other. That certainly might have put the kibosh to the activities to come in the next hour or so. When they arrived, Brad jumped out and went in to rent the room. Of course, the same obnoxious check-in guy was working.
He peeked out at her and started to chuckle. "Mother or aunt?" he asked and then laughed much to the dismay of Brad who did not understand. "Never mind, kid , let's do some business . I've got just the room for you." Little did Brad know that the check-in jerk had given him a room that had a video surveillance camera hidden behind the mirror facing the bed.
Finally in the room , the boy was all over Mrs. Green before realizing he didn't even know her name. She lied and told him to call her Angel even though she had no idea why she chose that name. As he kissed her, he was like an octopus. His hands were everywhere. He fondled her tits and her ass. As long as he wasn't hurting her, Mrs. Green let him do as he pleased because his ministrations were having a pleasant effect on her. She was getting turned on . She could feel the moisture between her legs and could feel her nipples start to swell with all the attention.
He picked her up and placed her ass on the dresser in front of the mirror and moved between her legs. He reached under her short skirt and tried to pull her panties off. His impatience showed and he ripped them. As soon as he did that, Mrs. Green's defenses went up. She started to object but he put his tongue in her mouth as he kissed her and his fingers went straight into her cunt. Even though he claimed to be a virgin the boy seemed to know instinctively how to turn a woman on. Dennis was the same way. Where were these boys learning these things she wondered? When she was a young woman the guys in those days had no idea on how to please a woman. They just fumbled around and were only interested in getting their rocks off.
His face moved down to her boobs which he had exposed by pulling the tank top down and he started licking and nibbling on the nipples. While he did this he had undone his zipper to free his blood-filled organ. Without any prodding from him, she grabbed his cock and started her own ministrations. His cock expanded in her hand and she could feel pre-cum starting to lubricate the glans.
"Sugar, do you want me to suck on this monster or do you just want to fuck my cunt?" she breathlessly spit out.
"That's it , Bitch , talk dirty to me! Tell me what you want me to do to you! Beg me to fuck your face and stick my cock in your cunt!" he bellowed.
The young man's tone started to scare her and she wondered if maybe she had made a big mistake. He had seemed so gentle that she had hoped that she could guide him into realizing how looking after a woman's needs would make the sex better for both partners. Now she realized he was going to treat him like the whore he thought she was. She knew that she would have to be careful. She knew that she would have to satisfy him or face the consequences. She determined that she would use all her female skills to satisfy him and hoped that he would satisfy her at the same time so she acquiesced by pleading for him to "Fuck my face, Brad , then stick your cock in my cunt and make me cum!"
Without any warning he lifted up her ass and impaled her on his cock and started to drive in and out. Mrs. Green panicked! She had meant to make him put on a condom but knew now that he was in control. She wrapped her legs around his buttocks and started to get into the rhythm so that it at least would be more pleasant. He was very good and she felt herself cumming in spite of her fears. Her cum juice washed his dick and the increased wetness made him hesitate and his cock slipped out of her cunt. She jumped at the opportunity to take charge. "Let me suck you off, big boy. I want you to stick this monster in my mouth so I can taste your cum!"
