Prostitute: Sex Funny Stories. Contemporary Urban Fiction: Prostitute: Sex Funny Stories. Contemporary Urban Fiction by Marina Mathers

Author:Marina Mathers [Mathers, Marina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Marina Mathers
Published: 2016-12-08T23:00:00+00:00

Businessman

The apartment was miserable. The wallpaper clearly had not been changed in thirty years, the painted floorboards were creaky, the furniture was broken down, and the carpet was bedraggled. Initially, I had doubted that the man, who had introduced himself as Edward, had the means to buy pleasure from me. However he paid Sam, my cab driver and bodyguard, I felt assured.

Sam left and we entered the room.

If I had not seen the apartment number on the door, I might have mistaken the room for a warehouse. There were bags placed along the walls of the hideous little room. They took so much space that left little space for living.

The only furniture in the room was an old sideboard and a two–seater sofa, so rickety that it looked unsafe for seating.

A laptop and a worn suit, perhaps the only valuable items in the apartment – hung on the door of the sideboard.

–Have a seat,–said Edward with a big smile, gesturing to the sofa.

–Cute, – I had nothing more to say.

–Do not pay attention, – he said in a fuss and suddenly said with pride, pointing to the bags, – that’s my merchandise!

–Ahh! – I reached out and began to pull off my jacket. I decided to not take a shower, as I feared the state of the bathroom.

Sex with him was quite standard, just like any one of my other sex experiences. He slowly caressed my breast, slapped my ass, which, obviously, should have turned me on, then he fussily got on top, squeaked, relaxed and rolled over.

I could sense that he didn’t need more.

We lay side by side and I sluggishly noted that I had to either leave now or lie with him for the rest of the hour.

–I wanna get married! – He announced, in a slightly hysterical tone.

–Then do,–I answered calmly and reached for a cigarette and an ashtray, simultaneously considering him as someone’s husband.

He looked at me reproachfully, as if I was not in my own senses.

–What do you mean? Who is she and who am I?

He was right. Judging from the state of the apartment, a wedding seemed terribly far away.

–What? She doesn’t want to get married?

–No,–he said sadly, –but she will change her mind!

He continued, with a dreamy look in his eyes:

–Do you know what she looks like? Beautiful! She is a professor and teaches German…

–You speak German too? – I asked politely, just to fill in the gaps of the conversation.

No, of course, not, – he admitted, –I don’t even know my language perfectly…She even lives in a big apartment, can you imagine?

He took a drag of his cigarette and mused –It’s okay! I will be promoted! I have a talent, you know!

–What do you do?–I asked with interest. I couldn’t quite link his home with his talents.

–Business! – He declared proudly, pointing to the bags.

–What’s in them?

–Bags! – He jumped off the bed and pulled items out of the bags. –Look!

It was some kind of trash. Pink «Dolce&Gabanas» with threads sticking out

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