My grand plan

[Christine]

They'd caught me and I'd gone to jail. The sad truth of my life. Maybe I should first introduce myself, I'm Christine, 29 years old and I'd stolen cars for 3 years before they caught me. I'd stolen every car you can imagine, or just about. Everything ranging from Ferraris to Bentleys, BMW's, etc.

I've been in jail for 7 long years now, but I'm finally gonna be released soon and I can't wait, although I have very little to go to. My parents have expelled me from their lives all my so-called friends faded away over the years (most of them didn't even take a year to fade away).
So realistically I have NOTHING at all...

Why am I looking forward to leaving this place then you ask? Well, first of all, I could use a good fuck.. 7 years of not having a cock in me has made me very desperate indeed!
And second of all, I get a second chance to make something of my life, make myself succesfull! And I will do whatever to do just that!

First of all, I'd figured out I needed a plan, I needed to do something once I got out of this jail... I needed to start my new life that exact day! I figured that the best thing I could do was work on both goals that day immediately. How could I do that? I decided to go to the prostitute area and make a few extra bucks there fucking a few men...

That afternoon I was released. With the little money I had I took a taxi, bought some stockings, sexy underwear and a really sexy short skirt. When the night came around I was in the streets, off on my adventure and trying to make some extra bucks....

 

[willywanker]

In town for a week of meeting on selling my successful on-line retail business to a large conglomerate, fresh from my latest divorce, and with an evening free, I jumped into my Lexus and headed off for who knows what. The meeting were going well and looked as if I would soon be an even wealthier man. I drove down the street toward a pick-up bar the doorman had told me about. It was a new city and I was soon hopelessy lost. I found myself driving down a street that was obviously a pick-up strip for street girls. I had never paid to be with a woman before, unless you count the usual dinner, drinks, dancing, but as I drove down the streetone of the ladies caught my eye.

She seemed more eager than the others, as if this weren't really work for her. Her clothes seemed newer, her face fresher and I just said "What the hell, why not"? I'm out of town, I won't see anyone I know, and I know I'll end up with a woman tonite and not be frustrated when they sound Last Call in the pick-up joint. I can afford it, so lets find out what this is going to cost.

I pulled to the curb in front of her and rolled down the passenger window so we could talk. As she came over smiling, I got a closer look and was not disappointed. Hmmm, nice body, smooth lines, and she moved like a cat. She leaned down to talk and gave me a good view of her cleavage and turned her smile up another notch.

(note; I'll let you describe your body, but oh how I'm looking forward to it)

I smiled back and said "Hi, I'm Will and I am not looking for a quickey, how much to spend the night with me and let me pleasure you as you pleasure me? I've got a suite at the Waldorf, so the room is no problem. Interested?"


(Another note: to describe myself, I'm a 42 year old male, with long curly salt and pepper brown hair, mustache with a touch of grey in it as well. Almost 6' tall, gold rimmed glasses and just a beginning of middle age spread, but still in shape from softball and raquetball.)

 

[Christine]

I'd finally arrived in what seemed to be the right street. Lots of girls walking down this street, most of them dressed sexy, some rather nasty... Not that I feared the competition, my 5'6 frame with 140 pounds and all-natural C-cup breasts was quite an attraction, partly due to the exercise I'd done with it in jail.
My black long, slightly curly hair and sensuous lips were to say just the icing on the cake!

It didn't take long for the first car to pull up next to me, a guy driving a Lexus. I walk over to his car and lean in towards his now open window... also knowing I'm showing him quite a bit of cleavage.

He seems to be about 40, and doesn't seem like the person to do this regularly, then again, how would I know???
He says his name is Will and he wants me for a whole night. He already has a room at a hotel... At that moment I realise I haven't thought about rates yet... how much am I supposed to charge??? What is considered a lot or little in this profession? I've been in jail for 7 years you know... so I blurt out 500 dollars.. and await his reaction.

He doesn't seem to be shocked at all by that number and invites me into his car. I sit down as we pull away from the street where I was still standing and parading myself just a minute ago.

I ask him what he would like me to do and he says that he has a few ideas... I ask him if he's willing to share them with me as I move one hand over and start touching his right-leg...

 

[willywanker]

She tells me $500 but it seems as if she just pulled that number out of the air. What the hell, why not. I agree and she gets in. As she slides into the seat, I take a better look at the woman who has agreed to spend the night with me and I am very, very satisfied. I usually go for blondes but her black hair is striking. I still get the feeling that she is more eager than most professional women, although never having been with one, what do I know.

Her question makes me start to think. What do I really want to do tonite? What am I asking myself that for? This is my first time with a professional, I WANT IT ALL!!!! As she rubs her hand up the side of my leg, I feel myself start to grow, not a full erection, but the desire is building. I'm really starting to think this is a good idea. But can I please a woman who does this for a living, I don't know but I intend to try. I want her to remember when long after she has given up this way of life. Can I do it? Only time will tell.

I find a street I recognize and head back for the Waldorf, all these questions in my brain and a lovely, exciting woman at my side.

 

[willywanker]

As we get closer to the hotel, her hand is stroking higher and higher on my thigh. She ask again, "So, going to tell me what you have in mind?" I look over at her as I try to maintain control of the car with the feelings building in me with thoughts of where this night can go and the feel of her hand on my thigh. Looking into her eyes, I reply "By the time room service delivers breakfast in the morning, I want to have explored every inch of your body. I want to take my time, learn what you like, show you what I like, and find the things we like to do together. I want to find some passion, find some heat, work ourselves into a glorious lather of sweat and sexual jucies, shower together and start over. So is all that covered in the price we discussed or do you want to renegotiate?"

I wasn't really clear in my mind what the look on her face could mean, but as I waited for her reply, I called ahead to the hotel on my cell phone. "Yes, This is Will in Suite 8311. Please have a tray prepared and sent up to my suite, yes, some fresh fruit, some strawberries, and a bottle of champagne. Thank you."

The car sped down the street in silence both of us lost in our thoughts and I waiting on your replies.

 

[Guest]

Unreformed hotel thief

"We need another door card for suite 8311," I smiled brightly at the man behind the desk. "The room's in Will's name," I added as he keyed in the number on the hotel computer.

He pointed at the screen. "I'm showing just one person in that suite, and that's Mr..."

"That's ok. He didn't know I was coming. I'm going to surprise him."

I have the gift of convincing. See my fresh face and hear my soft voice and you'll think I'm open, honest, generous. At least, it works on hotel clerks. Just a grin and a raise of the eyebrows, and the guy was convinced. So much for appearances.

"Need help with your bag?" he asked, handing over the key.

"Not at all," I laughed, holding it up, "It's full of air". I didn't mention that I expected it to be much heavier in 10 minutes time when I sneak out the staff entrance. I walked over to the elevator, feeling the clerk's eyes on me every step. But I was sure he wasn't suspicious: it's just these tight jeans.

Everything going to plan so far. It was so smooth. No-one in the elevator. Press buttons 83, 99, 107. All the way up to 83. As the doors slip open I look warily into the corridor. Empty. Quietly across to 8311. Pass key in the door. Softly turn the handle and step inside, closing the door behind me in one movement.

Strawberries and champagne? Not what I expected. Still, no time for delicacies. Got to find the documents.

I began to search the room expertly. The docs were not the kind of thing he could hide just anywhere. What had he done with them? And what's that sound?

At the click of the lock I look around desperately and jump for the closet, pulling the door closed as the room door opens.

 

[willywanker]

<Oh, ho, a new player, hadn't figured on that but I can work with that, Waiting on you to catch up again Christine>

 

[Christine]

His vivid description of what he wanted to do with me left me very eager indeed. I almost had to jump on him right there in the car, but that wouldn't really look good, knowing he thought I was a prostitute...
It also seemed like I was gonna have a taste of champagne tonight as he ordered it on the phone... this seemed like it was gonna be quite an evening...

I whisper to him that in the 500 dollars everything he can imagine is included... which I seemed to notice, sent his mind racing!

Pretty soon we're at the hotel (did he speed up his car??? ) and go up to his room. As we get to the door, he tells me to wait here as he goes and prepares everything for me... assuring it would only take a few minutes.

I agree and watch as he opens the door to his room...

 

[Guest]

I push through the coats and hangers to the back of the closet, straining to hear what's happening. I'll be safe here from a cursory inspection. Any more than that and I'm screwed. People talking. He's brought someone with him! That must explain the champagne and strawberries. But he's left them outside. At least, the talking has stopped, the door has closed, and I hear movement and the clinking of glass.

 

[willywanker]

Her whisper is echoing in my ear as I speed toward the hotel. "Everything you can imagine is included" she had said. Well, I made my mind up that this would be a night even a professional would remember. I was getting really excited but put on a front of coolness. We arrived at the hotel and I couldn't help but notice the looks she got from men in the lobby as we made out way up to the room. As we reached the room, my mind wondered what to do first. I wanted a night we could both remember, a night when remembered would bring back the heat and passion not common with a one night stand.

When we got to the room, as I unlocked the door, I asked if she would wait as I went inside to see if all was as I had requested. The tray of food was as I had asked and the champagne was on ice with two glasses beside it. I called back down to the desk and asked that in about two hours they send up another bottle, Oh yes, and messages?
My assistant had called and said to be careful, something had not seemed right after I left the meeting. Time to worry about that tomorrow, tonight was for enjoyment. As I moved to pour the champagne, did I smell perfume in the air?
Must have been a female server. The glasses full, I went to the door and opened it. I looked into her eyes and it looked like she was really into my little seduction. "You know, m'lady, you haven't told me your name yet." As she entered I gave her a glass of champagne and lead her toward the living room of the suite and hit the remote to turn on the gas burning fireplace. I sat down and patted the couch next to me in an invitation for her to join me. Her body gracefully moved as she sat down very close to me, our legs touching and sparks starting to fly. We clinked out glasses together and both raised them to our lips as we looked over the top into each others eyes. Although I know that most men don't treat "professionals" this way, her eyes just seemed to alive to have done this much. I really begin to feel that she is looking forward to this as much as I.

My arm around her shoulder, I bend my head to nibble gently
on her neck, rubbing my cheek against hers. I worked my way up her neck to her ear lobe and suck it into my mouth. I pull on her lobe with me teeth and move back down to where her neck meets her shoulder and nibble, as I snuggle closer against her. I hear her clear her throat as if to speak ,I lean back and bring my glass to my lips as I look into her eyes.

[Edited by willywanker on 07-14-2000 at 10:22 AM]

 

[Christine]

I was looking forward to the rest of the evening, and that only increased as he came to invite me in and handed me a glass of champagne.

Taking a seat close to him increased the tension in the room, as he made a move to kiss and nibble on my neck. I could immediately feel that I was wet... it'd been too long...

But still, I didn't want him to take control of the scene like that, so I gently moved away from him standing up and said "let me just slip into something more comfy...". I look back at him and wink one eye, licking my lips. I start walking towards the bathroom as I already take off my top, giving him an eyefull of my bra, filled with my gorgeous breasts...

Within a few minutes of preparing myself to be the sexiest I've been my whole life I call at him "you ready?" as he replies positive... on that cue I step out of the bathroom in my sexy underwear with the rest of my body naked for his inspection. "Can you handle all this?" I ask playfully...

 

[Guest]

I listened in horror. He's picked up a woman! I cursed my bad luck silently. Now I'd have to wait until both of them are asleep, and by the conversation that could be a long time. I quietly slid down to sit on the floor of the closet and gently pushed the door open a fraction to give me some air...and to hear exactly what's going on.

 

[willywanker]

As she got up from the couch and headed for the door, my eyes watched her ass sway, not like she was trying, just so sexy as she moved. I watched her move til I noticed her begin to unbutton her blouse and let it drop to the floor. The contrast of her black hair hanging down her back with the bare skin was striking. All to soon the door closed behind her. Absentminedly I began to remove my shoes and socks. My jacket I had removed earlier, so now I removed my tie and unbuttoned the top couple of buttons on my shirt. I rolled up my sleaves, then stood and took my keys and wallet from my pockets. I went and stood looking out the window. The glare of the lights inside the room made it hard to see so I picked up the remote and dimmed the lights, all except the one over the bathroom door. It also controled the stereo, so I put on a soft jazz station and turn the sound down low.

I had just bent over to pick up my drink when I heard the door opening and then she stepped into it and with one hand on the jamb, she asked if I could handle all this. Standing before me was a sexy, beautiful woman, her long stocking clad legs tapering up to a body any man would desire. Her matching sexy undergarments didn't so much hide as enhance the woman before me. She had a big smile on her face as she awaited my reply. And my reply was not all vocal. She dropped her eyes to my crotch and the smile seemed to widen as the lump in my pants grew.

I moved over to sit on the bed before I answered. Her eyes followed me, but she didn't move. I thought about a clever comback to her question, so I said " well, dear, I am going to do everything in my power to handle what I see tonite, and if I don't make it, the number for the funeral parlor back home is in my briefcase in the trunk of my car." We both laughed and I thought I heard something rustle in the closet. As I started to turn to look, I saw out of the corner of my eye that she was starting to come my way. All my attention was drawn back to this beautiful woman as she gracefully moved toward me. Each movement was so graceful, each line so perfect. Maybe I had already died and this was heaven. That thought caused a slight chuckle and a smile as she got closer.

I wanted this night to last. The way she moved made me think she had a normal way she started or at least something in mind so I set back to let her control this part of the night. Just where would this night end up?
I finished my champagne and set down the glass as she came closer.

 

[Guest]

"The briefcase in the trunk of my car," he'd said. Oh fuck!

 

[Guest]

"Wonderful. Just wonderful." Sally mutters under her breath brooding on her bad luck. Interrupted in her mission. Trapped in a closet -- all night probably. And now she finds out she was looking in the wrong place! "And I'm useless at breaking into cars," she reflects, "I'm just a con artist really, not a locksmith. But I got to get those papers. I've got to find someone who knows how to open a - what is it he has? - a Lexus. Or maybe I can get at the keys when they're asleep. Hmm. A long wait. Better get more comfortable."

Sally quietly slides down so she's lying on the floor of the closet, but because it's not quite that wide, her legs are bent up.

 

[willywanker]

OOC (out of charachater) Just wanted to bring this thread back up on the screen while we wait for Christine.

 

[Christine]

As I was walking over the bulge in his pants was telling me I was having a major effect... which was important to me since I really wanted to blow this guy away since he'd been so nice to me.

When I was right in front of him I pushed his shoulders back so he fell on the bed... sat on top of him and started kissing him... whispering in his ear "I want you to fuck me all night ok honey? I do hope your dick is up for that..."

"My pussy is starving for a dick like yours, please feed me baby..." I whispered as I felt your dick get even more firm. I was already much looking forward to playing with that big lump...

Then he suddenly...

 

[Pissalot]

Stolen Lexus

I was at the bar of the Waldorf, when suddenly my cel phone rang.
- Hello...
It was my employer, he said id better have two cars by the end of the nigth or I could kiss my kneecaps goodbye.
So I finished my drink, payed the tab, and headed for the garage.

 

[Pissalot]

As I was looking arround in the garage for a nice expensive car, i saw a shiny red ferrari convetible, so I walked towards it, but there was something about that Lexus that made me reconsider.
As a looked arround to make sure there was nobody else there, I picked the lock, and hotwire it, after 45 seconds, we were out of there...

(Note: Sorry SallyD, but its better this way)

 

[willywanker]

As she moved toward me, my eyes were locked on hers. I noticed the look of desire in her eyes and wondered again about a working girl who still got excited about her work. She stopped just in front of me and pushed me back on the bed, told me she was going to fuck me all night and climbed on. I looked again into her eyes and as she began to kiss me, I grabbed her shoulders and rolled over on top of her, pinning her under me on the bed.

"Don't get me wrong dear, that is precisely what I want as well" I said and ground my hips against hers to make the point, my stiff shaft between us shouting for release. "But could you answer just two questions first? One, you still haven't told me your name, I don't mind calling you dear and honey, but a name is nice in that moment of realease. And two, I don't believe you are a working girl. We made a deal and I don't have a problem paying the money, but I feel you want this just as bad as I do."

I rolled of her onto my side and began to remove the rest of my clothes as I looked down at her and waited for an answer. But somewhere along the way, desire took over and I pulled her into my arms and began to return her kisses, running my hands over her beautiful body, a body I intended to know much better by the light of day. I open my eyes to look into her face and tried to read the story there, but my blood must have all been in my other head, and all I could think about was making slow, passionate love to this woman.

 

[willywanker]

I lloked into her eyes for a reply to the questions I had asked and saw again the look of lust I did not expect from a pro. Then I thought again I heard something moving in the room. I looked around and didn't see anything out of place. But, wait, I thought I had closed that closet door. I lloked again and thought I saw movement inside. not wanting to alert whoever was inside that I was aware of their presence, I leaned down and kissed my mystery lady again and asked if she would like some more champagne. Standing, I moved toward the table til I was beyond the sight range of the door, and then quickly moved to the closet door. Holding my finger in front of my mouth in the be quiet sign, I placed my hand on the knob, the door knob that is.
Flinging the door open, I realized I was completely naked with a woody at full attention. I'm not sure what I might have done if a man had been inside, but sitting there was a woman, a young woman, a pretty, well shaped young woman with a suitcase.

I moved back from the door as she tried to stand. She must have been in a cramped position for quite a while, cause her legs were shaky as she stood and as she stumbled I reached out a hand for her. Her hand missed my arm and continued down to strike my erect shaft as she caught her balance. "Well," I asked,"how did you happen to end up in my closet with a suitcase, who are you and what do you want?"

 

[willywanker]

OOC: Christine and SallyD, where have you gone?