The idea of being a prostitute was exciting to me though, and after a moment of thought I said, "All right! I'll do it! What do we do now?" Margo smiled.The idea of being a prostitute was exciting to me though, and after a moment of thought I said, "All right! I'll do it! What do we do now?" Margo smiled. "Just follow my lead, and be friendly," she said, and led the way back to the bar. We sat for a few minutes at the bar with Frank while he and Margo spoke, and then we all rose to leave. On the street, Margo and I each took one of Frank's arms, and we walked to her apartment. In the elevator, Frank took the liberty of feeling my ass. I only smiled at the intimate touch. He would get quite a bit more than a quick feel before that night was over! Margo fumbled in her purse for keys while we stood at the door to her apartment. Frank lost no time in getting his money's worth of me! He roughly pulled me to him, and kissed me probing the inside of my mouth with his darting tongue. His arms were around me, and while his left arm pinned me to him like a vice, I felt his right hand resume its explorations of my bottom. With great care and skill he managed to hike my skirt high enough to slip that right hand of his under the hem, and gain free access to the naked flesh of the back of my left thigh above my stocking top. He also treated his hand to still another roam across my tush, now with only my filmy white panties separating that hand from my soft, warm flesh, and probed a finger or two up under the elastic of the leg hole for an added thrill. |