Penny's Worth - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Penny's Worth - Chapter 1

... dump; you deserve better. It’s one thing for you and Dave to play your games there. It’s another to start bringing in other men. I guarantee; the manager will notice you’re hooking and quick. He’ll bring in the cops and you’ll be modelling orange jumpsuits before you know it.” She had a point. “I hadn’t thought of that. Okay. On my way home. Anything else?” Without changing tone, Quinn said, “Never again allow your husband procure a trick for you. I know you were trying to ensure he’s onboard, but a man’s either your husband or your pimp. He cannot be both. You never want a pimp in your life. Ever.” Now I was starting to feel kind of stupid. I thought she’d be impressed by my ingenuity. She wasn’t done and I could feel my pussy drying up quickly. “Also, your first trick always seems so awesome. I had fantasies about mine rescuing me from my immoral path and marrying me. I know Jason must seem like a real cutie, but he’s a cull, a John, a money-trick. You are a whore to him. You’ll always be a whore in his eyes.” “But…” She cut me off harshly. “But nothing. Never get emotionally attached to a beef-burger. He’s a fare and you’re his stroll. There are reasons we have derogatory terms for them.” I began to stare out at the ocean. I didn’t want her to see my eyes at the moment. “Look, I’m sorry to be so harsh. I’ve been where you’re at and nobody was around to advise me. I made a lot of mistakes and seen some real disasters.” Quinn was right. I’d been vulnerable and careless. I ...

... nodded to let her know. “Are you sure you want to continue?” I didn’t hesitate, “Yes.” “OK. You have the talent. You’re one of the most natural sex workers I’ve ever seen. Still, there’s no substitute for experience.” I took a deep gulp to wet my throat. “I’m ready. Let go to the Aventeen.” We packed up and began the trek back to our cars. “One more thing, your husband knows your new line of work. He doesn’t need or want to hear all the details. Keep those to yourself. Give him enough to be stimulating, but don’t tell him too much. Men can turn on you unexpectedly.” It was well past noon, by the time we got set up in the bar of the Aventeen; I used the same outfit I’d first used with Dave. It was sexy yet showed class. This was a high-end establishment; I’d have to look the part. The cheap floozy look Dave favored had to go. Quinn and one of the other ladies forced me to tone down my makeup. Gloria, was a ten year veteran of the trade. “Never be too obvious,” she advised me. I could tell by the way she was eyeing my clothing, I’d have to do some shopping on Sunday for something more conventional. My new room was on the fifth floor, near the elevator. It was small, but clean and well appointed. I jiggled the bed a few times. “I suppose it will get a workout today.” Gloria smiled at my eagerness. Her bleached blonde hair was almost platinum and styled to flow just above her shoulders. Her eyes a dark brown. I guessed her to be around thirty. “Saturdays afternoons aren’t our ...