Martian Red and Jupiter Blues

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He sat in the small dive the picture of an attractive bounty in front of him to the other side a glass of scotch. Slowly the ice melted with the heat of his hand it fogged the glass he looked carefully around the room. His target was sitting in a booth all alone confident that here wig contacts and skin treatment had fooled everyone. He moved slowly pretending to be another drunk he was close but not drunk. He sat next to her not looking at her he placed and arm over her shoulder. “two no three more of what the little miss is having“. careful to slur his words he had no weapons the bar would allow none but he did not want to frighten his target she was worth a lot more alive then dead.
 
Iris was new to the game of prostitution. This was actually her first night and she'd managed to pocket a significant sum from the trucker and his buddy. Now, she desperately needed a drink. This was not the job for her. She was working up the courage to tell her pimp, Mario, that she wanted to quit as soon as she paid him back for the month's rent. She figured, another couple of nights like this one and she could pay her rent, and Mario and still have enough left over to take a bus back to Illnois. Perhaps dropping out of High School in her senior year hadn't been the best decision after all. After spending eight months on her own Iris realized she'd much rather be back in her little town, going to class and following mom and dad's rules like a good girl. Her blonde wig itched. Her blue contacts were making her eyes dry. She was exhausted. Then, some drunk hit on her and she just rolled her eyes (actually brown, hair actually red).
 
He was laying it on thick his blue eyes and black hair he smiled pushing the drink in front of her. The bounty was small he might not even do anything plus it would be a long night. Some time he just extorted people sometime he was the dashing prince that tried to save theme. Draven looked at her she looked good not perfect he could tell she was unhappy. “so you have any plans“ he ask holding a few notes between his fingers sliding them under her cup. "you should cancel them"
 
Iris saw the money and her mind began calculating overtime. "I was going to go back to my place and go to bed early...but perhaps I could be persuaded to stay out a little bit longer." she said, taking the cash and shoving it into her cleavage as she smiled at the stranger. "You have company tonight, sweetie?" she asked, hoping there was more money where that had come from.
 
He smiles holding a few larger notes then snatching them back like a cat teasing a mouse “good I would not want to spend it all alone or spend all this money on myself” he downs his drink and then looks around a song begins to play. “want to dance you know so no one talks” like he cared but it was a means of sampling the goods before paying out a lot of money.
 
Iris smiles slyly, "Alright, one dance but then have to let you know, as most good things in life, my company tonight is not free." she said rising and tickling him gently, flirtatiously, "I hope you don't mind, pumpkin."
 
he takes her hand "I figured as much" i say with a smile placing my hand on her back "so how much would a good time cost" i ask as the music picks up.
 
Smiling, Iris replies, "That depends on how good of a time you want to have,babe. 50 bucks gets you everything but penetration, 100 gets you anything you'd like for up to two hours, 200 and I'm your sex kitten all night long." she said in seductive, sex hotline tones as she moved gracefully on the dancefloor.
 
he smiles unflodding 2 100 dollar bills as he dips her "that sounds fun i hope its worth it" he says slolwy as they dance he can see her body move under her cloth "and how does a sex kitten act"
 
"Any way her master wants her to." cooed Iris realizing she'd earn enough money to secure her freedom from Mario tonight. She could be back in Illinois by monday maybe even back in school before the end of next week. She was thrilled for this chance.
 
he smiled placing it into hs boot "oh realy then it shall be a very long night" he slowly makes his way to a small room in the back like a closes or store room. beyond that a few rooms and a bed he sits down "hmm what to do first"
 
Iris simply laughs pretending not to be nervous. Hopefully, he won't realize she is an inexperienced prostitute.
 
he smiles having her kneel in front of him "so guess what i want" he asks running his hand through her pretty hair.
 
Iris sees the bulge in the man's pants move and she smiles as she runs her hands up his thighs to meet at that juncture. She looks up at his face to gage his reaction as she unbuckles his belt and unzips his fly, pulling his pants down to get a better view of his still growing erection. "Mmmmm, looks yummy." she says, conversationally, running her hand along the thin fabric separating her from his cock. "Shall I taste?"
 
he watches her as she slowly unzipps his pants and then stops "hmm yes that would be nice" he says enjoying the sight of teh top of her head and her playful talk. he watches her for a while as she slowly takes his hardening membeber out holding it.
 
Iris's mind is only on the task at hand as she plays with his cock, taking it into her mouth slowly, sucking and licking as her nails gently scratch the sensitive flesh of his balls. She's relieved he doesn't taste sweaty or nasty. The one trucker earlier tasted like he hadn't bathed in days and she nearly gagged on him. This client was actually nice tasting.
 
he enjoyed it placing his hands on her shoulder he then lay back she was good not great. she took him in her warm mouth and began slowly to suck him moving up and down. she played with his balls a little but not a lot of pain.
 
Feeling his fingers in her wig, Iris continues, thinking of the trip back home and how good it will be to sleep in her own bed again.
 
he laughs to himself wondering what he should do after if he should turn her in extort her.
 
The man had a far away look on his face and Iris wondered if he was truly enjoying the blowjob or thinking of something else as he grinned. She doubled her efforts.
 
he returned to were he was quickly blowing hs load almost taking of her wig well he was going to do nothing now.
 
Iris was taken aback by the amount of cum this guy spurted. She had to adjust her blonde wig as she moved to lick up what was left and clean him off. "Wow, baby...what a load."
 
he pushed her back slightly "wel i gues it has been a little while" he smiles wipping the cum over her face "yo look good like that" hesneers
 
She smiles but feels self-conscious and bends her head as she wipes her face with the back of her hand. "What else would you like from me, sweetie?" she asks, eager to make her first and last night as a hooker a profitable one.
 
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