All dressed up in heels and a business suit, I dropped to my knees, opened his zipper and took his already-hard cock into my mouth.All dressed up in heels and a business suit, I dropped to my knees, opened his zipper and took his already-hard cock into my mouth. To my surprise, I began feeling warm and tingly, even slutty. Tim opened the top few buttons on my silk blouse and pushed the folded bills into my bra, and I became even more aroused. I gobbled his hard flesh into my mouth, licking and sucking loudly; feeling my own heat and moistness increasing between my legs. Timmy shot his cum into my mouth in a surprisingly short time and leaned back into the sofa, "Ohhh, Jessie! That was great!" I had thoroughly enjoyed the quickie, too, and got even hotter as he handed me another ten dollar bill and said, "Here, you really earned a tip." I took the ten and folded it with the two twenties he had pushed down my bra, and rebuttoned my blouse. Tim was zipping up and looked at me, "I think you really enjoyed being a little whore, didn't you?" I smiled and brushed the accusation off. "I was just in a tight spot for some cash, Dear. I was a poor, innocent, desperate soul and you were the one that took advantage of my plight and forced me to perform that disgusting and perverted act!" We both laughed and I kissed Tim goodnight and left for the bar to meet my friends; but with second thoughts about grabbing Timmy and dragging him up to bed. Neither one of us said anything about that incident, but about two weeks later, I told Tim I needed some cash for groceries and he asked if I would be willing to earn it. I smiled and shrugged, "A girl has to eat." He took me into the bedroom and we balled each other's brains out for two hours. As I walked around the food store on wobbly legs, with four crisp fifties in my pocket, I knew I was "hooked" on our little game. Now, only a few months later, I have to "earn" every cent I spend, whether for myself or the house -- and I love it. |