A dark street corner

templar12

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Vincent's car slowly rolled along the dark stretch of road, as he nervously peered out of the windows. This was it, he was finally out here, looking for a prostitute. A month of preparation had led to this moment, anonymously searching Internet forums, chat room, and reading how to guides. All of them pointed to this dark, forgotten bit of road at the edge of town.

He was dressed in dark, baggy clothes, a simple t-shirt and jeans combination, although you could make out a fairly fit form underneath. He wore a hat that covered his longish dark brown hair and glasses, trying to cover up as much of his identity as possible, while he searched the seemingly empty streets.
 
Leaning against a wall, partially enveloped by shadows, Kat watched the car rolling down the road from a distance, watching it inch closer. She had come to this town looking for work, not this kind of work though. Everywhere she went doors had slammed in her face, a string of "no, we don't have anything right now, try again in a few months," following her.

The lack of work had made it impossible to get an place to live and she could barely feed herself as it was. She had heard whispers of this road one evening and had decided she had nothing left to lose. That was a month ago. She had turned her wardrobe into one more suited for the lifestyle, cutting her skirts short, as well as her jeans. She had done the same with a number of shirts. Her clothing now barely covered her. The one remaining item she kept for modesty was a knee length wool trench coat.

She knew she was not alone on the street, there were others hidden in the shadows, but she was new, and fresh, and had been getting most of the few patrons who had come to the road the last few weeks.

Covered by her trench coat, it was impossible to tell that underneath she was dressed in black pumps, a pair of extremely small light blue shorts, and a black tank top that showed most of her toned mid section and a good portion of her red lace bra. Her small frame, only 5'2" tall and quite slender, made for an exhilarating silhouette in the darkness. Her hair was cut short, just above her shoulders, naturally curly and dark brown. She had also chosen to keep her makeup simple, unlike some of the other women, and even men who could be found working the road. Her lips were a deep seductive red, her cheeks a delicate flush of pink, almost as though caused by the cool night air and her eyes looked sharp with just a small amount of eyeliner and mascara on her long lashes.
 
He sighed slightly, preparing to give up this whole scheme of his, and just go home and look up porn like a normal person. Then he finally saw a bit of movement in the shadows. He gasped slightly as he saw the flash of a beautiful face in the darkness of the streets, as his headlights passed along the walls.

He gulped as he began to move his car up to the street corner, trying to push his nerves away, and silence hid doubts. He was filled with a plethora of emotions, fear, nervousness, and a bit of self-loathing. These were easily outmatched by the feelings of lust and excitement however.

He rolled the car to a stop in front of the trench coated vixen he had spotted in the darkness, the low rumble of the car engine seeming so much louder than normal in quiet night. He rolled the passenger window down, like the guides had instructed him to do, and waited to see if she approached.
 
She flinched slightly as the headlights caught her eyes. She took stock of the car as it approached, trying to catch a clear glimpse of the person driving it. She was always wary at first, still new to the game. She had a harder time sizing up the customers.

The noise of the car engine filled the night as she stepped from the shadows towards the rolled down window. Her shoes crunched in some loose gravel on the pavement. Bending at the waist she put a hand on the window ledge, leveling her face with the drivers. "Hey handsome," she cooed. "My name is Kat, what can I get for you all the way out here?" She asked, playing coy. She batted her eyelashes at him.
 
"H-hello" He stuttered nervously, finding it much harder to say the smooth lines he had prepared before hand now that he had a live audience. And an especially beautiful audience at that. He shook his head slightly, trying to clear his thoughts, and at least be able to make coherent sentences.

"My names Vincent" He introduced himself, already forgetting that he had planned to use a fake name. " W-what kind of services are you offering tonight Kat?" He asked, his voice trembling slightly.
 
Sensing his nerves Kat smiled, "Well Vincent, it is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance." She continues to stay bent before the window. Her trench is done up but a hint of cleavage is visible, enough to make it clear that despite her small frame, she does not lack for size where it counts.

"Well Vincent, what are you looking for? I am fairly flexible," she whispers with a wink and a grin. The night air is cool, rushing in the window as a breeze skirts down a road, rustling the hem of her coat.
 
" Um, well, n-not much, I mean well its kind of a lot, and I have money and.." He rambled incoherently. The combination of his nerves and her beauty clearly making it hard for him to communicate efficiently. He finally shut his mouth, blushing as he realized what an idiot he must seem like.

He finally took a deep breath, noticing the chill wind running across her form. He game her a shy smile, as he unlocked the car doors. " Can I get you out of the cold?" He offered, thinking it was the least he could do while they talked.
 
Smiling she stood up, "what a gentleman you are," she said softly and walked around the front of the car, lingering in the headlights to give him a good look at her figure. The trench coat, although not revealing fit tightly and left little to the imagination.

Reaching the passenger door, she opened it and gently eased herself into the car. Pulling the door shut behind her she crossed one leg over the other, angling herself toward him. "Now...what exactly are you looking for?" She purred.
 
He tilted in his chair, so his eyes could feast on her body while while they talked. He did his best to not let his eyes wander from her face, although it turned out to be a loosing battle. He gave a small cough to clear his throat.

"I...I was hoping to get...sex?" He said, half telling and half questioning, obviously not sure on how to get to what he wanted. He hand felt his wallet in his pants as he continued. " I-I have money." He assured, having saved for quiet a while for this event, wanting to sate himself entirly, and not wanting to be shunned away for a lack of cash.
 
She let him enjoy her body with his eyes. Her coat, while sitting only covered the top half of her thighs. Enjoying his uncertainty she unbuttoned the top few buttons of the coat, exposing part of her top and more cleavage.

"Oh, you just want sex? I thought when you said 'a lot' you wanted something kinky. Honey, sex is no problem. How much money you got?" She asked innocently. She felt more comfortable, realizing this guy would be harmless, all she would need to do was fuck him.
 
"T-three thousand" He stuttered out. He had been hoping to keep his level of cash secret, but as she unbuttoned her coat, he found his tongue becoming loose, and his body becoming excited. He shifted slightly, trying to hid the growing bulge in his pants from her, as his face turned a bit redder.

"Well, I wanted alot of sex. " He confessed, wanting the night to be one of his most memorable. " And, well...other stuff. Blowjob, handjob, titfuck etc..." He rambled, his face turning redder, as he found himself just ranting off names of things he had heard about.
 
Her eyes widen for a split second and then she catches herself. "Out here we don't charge that much...I am $200 for an hour, and I will do whatever you need me to." She noticed his bulge but, smiling to herself discretely looked away.

"I can do all of those things for you, all of those and more. But first I have two questions for you." She crossed her arms over her chest, hiding any distractions, "how old are you? and are you a virgin? Because honey, if you are, are you sure you don't want to wait for a girl who you are not paying?"

She felt a bit wary, unsure if he was just a nervous guy but really had experience, if he had no experience and was therefore nervous, or if he was acting nervous to make her feel secure and he really had something else in mind.
 
He twiddled his thumbs a bit at her question, embarrassed by his answers. " Well, im twenty years old. " He explained with a sigh, before blushing as he continued. " I-Im not a virgin...I had sex....once!" He exclaimed, probably a bit louder than necessary. In the silence that ensued, he blushed a deeper crimson, before chuckling a bit, even he realized how inexperienced he was. He rested his head against his car seat, peering over at her with a sad little smile. " Is it really that obvious?"
 
"Well, you're old enough," she said, uncrossing her arms. "I don't want to get in trouble for having sex with some underage kid." She began to undo her jacket the rest of the way in the warm car, exposing the shirt, what little there was of it, and her incredibly short shorts. "You are just a little more nervous than most," she said in response to his question. "Now...I don't have a place to take you. We can do it here in your car, we can go somewhere, there is a number of empty fields nearby if that is more your thing..."
 
His jaw dropped slightly as she revealed her body, in no way expecting such an incredible beauty to ever be sitting in his car. " I-I have a motel room checked out, just around the corner, if your okay with that." He mentioned, as he put the car out of park. He got a little bit worried, not knowing if he could keep his eyes steady on the road, which such a tantalizing woman sitting next to him

In the back of his head he just wanted to do it right in the car, but he figured that if they were going to do "alot of sex" that a comfortable bed would help alot in that, although the idea of public sex was exciting.
 
"Sounds perfect sweetheart," she whispers, getting comfortable in the chair, enjoying watching him squirm. She watched him put the car in drive and smiled. This would be an easy job for her, she was fairly sure of it now.

She ran her fingers through her hair, letting the curls fall freely. She signed and arched her back slightly in the seat, forcing her chest out and the bottom of her top to rise further, exposing more of her stomach.
 
The smallest of moans escaped his mouth, while his eyes became glued to her rising body. The amount of lust ridden thoughts that ran through his brain was staggering, the bulge in his pants starting to throb with need, blood draining from his brain. This was not a very good thing, as it caused him to run the very next stop sign. Thank goodness that the streets were deserted, otherwise he could have gotten them in a lot of trouble.

Luckily, he didn't wrap the car around a street pole, and they were soon in the parking lot of the small motel, strategically placed near the street for just these purposes. He parked right in front of his room, and handed her the key. " You wanna lead the way? I'm so jittery, it would probably take me an hour to get in." He said with a slight chuckle as he started to get out of the car.
 
Noticing his inability to focus she gently takes the keys from his hands. She sizes him up as he gets out of the car, taking in his clothing and the effort he made to hid his appearance.

As she slipped from the car she made a point of locking it behind them. She left her trench on but open, her heels clicking across the pavement as she approached the door.

Knowing the motel was likely empty or near so, she chattered on, "now if you want anything kinky, you have to pay a little extra, so you let me know if you are going to tie me up or anything...or if you want me to tie you up," she teased, winking at him as she slipped the key in the lock, opening the door and holding it for him to pass through first.
 
He nodded along with what she was saying, understanding that she was running a business. He walked into the small room, surveying the surroundings. It was a simple room, a bed, a tv, nightstand. A door led to a small bathroom in the corner. He hadn't expected much, but this seemed about on par.

He sat on the edge of the bed, staring up at her beautiful form, breathing her in. His mind raced with all of the things he wanted to do with her, wondering which ones would require an extra tip. He blushed nervously, as he ogled her. " S-so how do we start?" He asked, sounding nervous but incredibly excited.
 
She smiled, recognizing the room, she had been to this hotel a few times this month. "Well..." she said slipping off the trench. "That all depends on what you want first...and baby, with three grand in your pocket...you can have anything," she purred. She stayed standing in front of him, her trim small body barely covered by her clothing.
 
He would have drooled if it he wasn't able to keep his bed a little bit. He gulped as all of the thoughts crossed his mind, while she stood in front of him. He even found her voice erotic. A thought crossed his mind as he pulled out his cell phone, setting it beside him on the bed.

" Can you dance for me?" He asked, maybe a bit too pleadingly, wanting to see her body in motion, before they got more intimate. He licked his lips slightly, as music started to thump out of his phone
 
"Sure thing sugar," she purred. She smiled at him, and leaned over and kissed his cheek before moving to the center of the room. She began to sway her hips, moving them seductively to the music, her hands twisting up through her hair in the air above her.

As the music ontinued she slowly turned in a circle, allowing him to take in her full figure, front and back. She let her hips sway softly to the beat, her hand running down her body, across her bare stomach. Every once in a while she would pause to gauge his reaction.
 
His eyes trailed her every movement, as he watched her sultry dance. He couldn't believe his luck, never imagining having such a beauty this close to him, even if he was paying for it. He shifted uncomfortably with every twist of her hips, his excitement growing to unbearable levels. His heart started to beat fast, nearly drowning out the sound of the music in his head.

He motioned her to come closer to him, feeling the overwhelming need to feel her skin against his.
 
She could see him growing more excited as she danced her way closer to him. Once the was right in front of him, she carefully straddled him hips where he sat on the bed, gently grinding against him. She arched her back slightly, raising her hands up and behind her head.

This series of motionscaused her shirt to rise, exposing the bottom of her bra. She continued a soft grind against him, feeling his bulge through his jeans. "Close enough baby?" She asked seductively.
 
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