"You Do What You Must" (closed)

[PennySaver]

Hanna was thrilled to see Lou begin to undress, smiling more broadly as his rock hard cock popped out to greet her with the lowering of his pants and boxers. It wasn't the longest cock she'd ever seen or had inside her but it had an impressive girth that would surely make up for the other lesser dimension.

"I.....I could never tell you what to do Hanna."

She found herself a bit conflicted by that statement. On one hand, a client -- which she wasn't entirely yet sure Lou was -- might feel that such a service as what Hanna was offering was worth more if he got to call the shots ... take control, fulfill a fantasy. On the other hand, Hanna had had more than her share of men telling her what to do in bed, and -- since often it had been stuff she normally wouldn't do or enjoy doing -- it was kind of a nice change to be in charge.

Then Lou shocked her with "Could you..... would you possibly tell me about your date the other night. Could you tell me the.... um... details of your date with Howard?"

Hanna's hands quickly ceased their erotic dance upon her boob and pussy and instead slid up to meet at her belly; the flirtatious expression on her face faded, replaced with what was probably a horrified one.

"I.....I will be sure you have abundant credit at the store," Lou continued. "You will want for nothing as you wait out this time on the island."

She wasn't an idiot; Hanna had known that the island's population would know that she sat with him at the bar and left the bar within minutes of him do so and that she was at his house the next morning to have brunch with the Mayor and his wife. And she knew that many if not most of the rumor mongers would make it appear as if Hanna and Howard had had a sexual encounter which, of course, they very well had.

But what she hadn't expected was for anyone -- particularly Lou -- to ask for the sordid details of the night, and it was only after Lou finished his inquiry that Hanna realized her face had gone cold with the horrified rushing of blood away from it rather than to it as was normal with her embarrassed blushes.

"I like you, Lou ... like you a lot," she said softly, her hands trembling once again as they had twice before in Lou's presence as she'd been propositioning him. "I like you ... and so, I would never lie to you. But no ... I can't -- won't! -- tell you anything about what I may or may not have done with another man. I'm sorry. If someone asked me about what you and I were doing here now ... you wouldn't want me to tell .. would you?"

 

[LP1957]

Having asked the near naked girl of his dreams to tattle of her affairs turned Hanna’s face pale and with a look of disgust in her eyes. “I’m...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean....”. Lou bent and reached for his pants that were around his ankles. His cock softening slightly as he realized he had blundered the only chance he might have with Hanna.

{“I like you, Lou....like you a lot.”} she said as the color ran back into her cheeks. This caused him to pause as he held his place half bent over in front of her. His cock now half hard and still leaking.

She explained that she would never tell him about Howard. That she would most likely NEVER tell him of any of her past sexual encounters. She topped that off by telling him that she would never tell anyone about what may, or could have occurred between the two of them

This gave Lou some relief, as he was treading on thin ice here in regards to his marriage. Lou stood back up and admitted to her. “You are right. I never should have asked. I never should have betrayed Howard’s trust.” He looked at her know with begging eyes.

“Could we... could we possibly forget my terrible request? Go back to where we were just before I....”. He looked at her with a hope in his eyes that this affair was not over before it had a chance to even begin. Memories of past dates that ended just as abruptly flowed through his mind.

“Of course you’re credit will still be good at the store.” He hoped to buy his way back into her good graces as hie stood with his dick out in front of her.

 

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“I’m...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean....” Lou began, leaning to return his clothes to where they'd been. But he stopped when she spoke of both liking him and being discrete, telling Hanna, “You are right. I never should have asked. I never should have betrayed Howard’s trust.”

She studied him a moment as he asked if they could forget his terrible request. He told her, “Of course you’re credit will still be good at the store.”

"We can get back to where we were on one condition," Hanna said with a firm tone. Then, giving him that devilish smile again as she reached to her shoulders to begin shedding what remained to hide her body, she told him, "If you do not speak of money again tonight."

Hanna didn't wait for him to respond but instead began slowly, seductively, pulling her sexy, one piece undergarment from her body. The brassiere portion slipped from her firm breasts, revealing the ever-hard nipples that Lou had so often admired behind the cloth of her typically thin shirts and blouses. She worked her arms out of the shoulder straps, reached to her rib cage, and continued pushing downward. Her flat belly was revealed ... then the previously hidden portion of her waist and hips ... then the recently shaved "V" at the meeting of her thighs ... the vertical slit of her vulva, with just a hint of the clitoris they protected ... and finally -- as she stepped from her heels and leaned forward to gently, slowly, push the stockings portion down her legs and past her feet, the rest of her delicious, smooth skinned body.

Hanna stood tall again, smiling to Lou for a moment before giving him a 360 degree view of her with a slow, complete turn. She was flawless and as fit as the dancer she once tried to be in her teens. She had a single black mole on her otherwise perfect body, as well as a small tattoo on the back up her left thigh, just below the round of her ass; if and when Lou got close enough to see it well, he would find it was an anthropomorphic male bunny fucking a similarly comical female bunny from behind as that bunny had its face between the parted thighs of yet another female cottontail. (Hanna had gotten it at age 19 when she and a heterosexual couple had moved in together and actually thought that they might be a threesome for the rest of their lives. Yeah ... like that happened.)

Facing the man again, Hanna said as she moved slowly to crawl up onto her bed, "Let me see the rest of you, Lou."

She arranged the pillows in a single, large, angled stack against the headboard, leaned back against it, then continued her demands, "I'm not doing this until you are naked and squatting on the end of the bed before me. I want to see you as you see me."

And with that, Hanna lifted and parted her knees, giving Lou his first viewing of the pink flesh of her labia minora and her by now wet and swollen clit. She reached the fingers of one hand downward to part the sparkling lips while the fingers of the other slipped down to hide her sex from him.

"I'm waiting, Lou," she said with a devilish smirk and tone.

 

[LP1957]

{"We can get back to where we were on one condition,"} She stated firmly which had his cock once more full hard and pointing to her. Lou was relieved and would have surely honored any condition she laid upon him right now. Just for a glimpse of her bare tits and naked ass he would give up half his kingdom at this moment.

{"If you do not speak of money again tonight."} That was a much easier circumstance than he had imagined.

"My lips are sealed." he replied. Hoping beyond hope that she would not take that statement literally. One thing Lou knew he loved more than money or life itself was the sweet taste of a woman's pussy. It had been far too long since his lips had tasted that nectar. Karen, though she had always liked, and came every time, back when she allowed his mouth down there, at about that 10 year mark in their marriage, when things started to slow down in the bedroom, she had shut down oral sex in both directions for what seemed like for good.

On the rare occasion if she drank, which was rare in itself as it would take more than the single glass of wine which she enjoyed, to let her guard down and enjoy herself that privilege. She had already began to peel the thin straps from her shoulders. As she folded it down over, and released the most perfect pair of breasts he had ever seen.

Karen, along with 3 of the 4 other women he had slept with were B cups at best. His prior secretary had been a 36DD but once, when she practically knocked him over, as she spun around in their shared shower stall he decided smaller was better. 'Anything more than a mouthful is a waste.' had become his motto.

Hanna's were flawless. He guessed at 34C. Well rounded and full. pronounced areola and a pair of nipples that looked harder then he was at this very moment. Folding the garment down past her belly there was not a ripple to be found there. A perfect little belly button and as she moved the lingerie even lower, past her waist and hips, Lou audibly groaned as her shaved pussy caught his view. The very tip of her clit peaking out as if surveying its surroundings to see if it wanted to come out and play.

As she ever so slowly rolled the stockings down her legs, Lou wanted to grab hold of his prick and jerk it with everything he had. He spied a tattoo on her upper left thigh as she did a quick spin for him. He was unable to make out what it was exactly. Some form of a cartoonish grouping. He prayed he would get a better look at it very soon.

Completely naked, Hanna made her ascension onto her bed. As she arranged her pillows just how she wanted them she spoke for the first time in what seemed like an hour. {"Let me see the rest of you, Lou."} He immediately began to remove his shoes and step out of his pants as he stared at an ass even more impeccable then her breasts if that were possible.

{"I'm not doing this until you are naked and squatting on the end of the bed before me. I want to see you as you see me."} Her tone and demeanor much harsher which had Lou jumping to complete his task. As he accelerated to get naked at her command.

Hanna spread her knees apart and revealed the pink heaven that Lou so wanted to be invited into in any way, shape or form. She was glistening now as her fingertips found and spread herself open. Her clit, which had been peaking out at him had now come out to find it's rewards.

Then just as quickly as she had revealed her treasure box to him, her free hand covered it from his view. He could tell her inner hand was still working to pleasure herself and he groaned again at it being away from his viewpoint. {"I'm waiting, Lou,"} She stated in a manner that left nothing for him to guess at.

He moved quickly onto the bed and squatted as he had been ordered. His knees at 45 degree angles, his ass hovering over her sheets and his cock protruding straight at her. He didn't know how long his 57 year old knees could last in this position. He was willing to hold it until he fell to the floor if it made her happy.

 

[PennySaver]

"My lips are sealed," Lou replied to Hanna's demand that he not speak a word of what was happening here tonight or ask about what she'd done -- or might someday do -- with someone else for money.

Hanna's attention switched often between the man's face with its expression impressing upon her his desperation to see her do kinky things to her body and his cock which was once again solid as a rock and obviously eager to do things to her body that his mind was telling Lou he shouldn't.

As soon as he was settled in, Hanna pulled up the hand that had been hiding her pussy from Lou to once again give him a view of it, then -- with the fingers of one hand opening her for his delight -- the fingers of the other hand began working her clitoris slowly but skillfully. The effect on her was real; her chests swelled with deep breaths and her body began to writhe gently, then more dramatically at the pleasure she was causing herself.

She wetted her finger tips in her hole often but didn't probe herself. If Lou wanted to see something delve deep inside her, he could damn well put his cock inside her pussy. As she continued, she looked to the man's penis and wondered about his feelings regarding his love machine's size. Many people -- men and women both -- would have considered five inches to be ... what was the appropriate word ... underwhelming?.

Hanna knew better, though. She'd been fully satisfied by men with less length, as the most sensitive part of her body -- even more so than her clit -- was the front side of her vaginal canal, just a bit higher up that love tunnel than her pleasure button was on the outside. A lover of Hanna's with a cock a bit smaller than Lou's, properly positioned, had more than satisfied her for the several weeks they'd been dating earlier in her life. (She would have continued fucking him wildly if his wife hadn't exposed her discomfort with sharing her man with a slut.)

"Stroke it, Lou ... stroke your cock," she whispered between quickening and deepening breaths. "I wanna see you cum."

Hanna typically kept her sex talk simple and to the point; she wasn't the vocally descriptive lover one might see and hear in your typical porno. She told her lovers -- or in this case possible future lover, aka client -- what she wanted, then enjoyed it in silence. Well, without words, anyway; Hanna was anything but silent during sex, as Lou was now discovering as her breathing was beginning to edge toward sighs of building joy.

 

[LP1957]

As Lou attained the desired position that Hanna required of him, he placed his hands palm down on each of his knees. Holding hisself there for her viewing pleasure as she removed the hand that was so torturously hiding her honey pot from his eyes.

That hand spread her pussy lips wide, releasing her clit and letting him see inside to her wet, pink walls. How long it had been since Lou had eyed the youthful, rosy look of a young vagina. Oh, he saw them many, many times on the net but in real life it had been far too many years for his liking.

The fingers of her other hand continued their pursuit of her pleasure as they danced about her clit. Lou watched in amazed wonder as her perfect chest rose and fell with each heavy breath she now took. Her nipples reaching out to the ceiling and begging for stimulation of their own.

She dipped only her two fingertips inside her heated wetness to provide lubricant for her button which had turned hard and red with her manipulation of its nub. As her breaths became shorter and more pronounced she whispered in a demanding tone, {“Stroke it, Lou....Stroke your cock.”}

He most assuredly did not require to be told this twice. His left hand found it’s all to familiar home arond his raging cock and he began to stroke the 5” length slowly so as not to explode prematurely and have this moment end far too soon

Lou felt his five inches and average girth were lacking as a tool of pleasure. In reality, he had NEVER received one compliant from any of the 5 woman he had slept with. The fact that the only comparisons he had over the last 15 years were the thick, 8” plus cocks of the internet, and Howard’s real life one, had warped his reality.

Lou tended to frequent the sights that featured size queens and the men they chose to satisfy them. So he now undeservingly considered himself small and unable to provide a woman the pleasure they needed and were desperate for.

{“I wanna see you cum.”} She moaned out as it appeared she were very close to doing so herself. Upon command Lou hastened the pace and tightened the grip on his cock.

“ARRRRRGHHHHHAAAAA”. Not 20 seconds later he groaned out in a primal grunt as a stream of his cum, like he could not remember producing, shot out and traversed the three feet between them. Painting Hanna’s right calf and foot. Along with a second rope which fell short of her and stained her bedding.

Lou looked on embarrassed and mesmerized, his still hard and now dribbling cock held firmly in his hand as he watched for the beauty’s reaction to his all too quick and abundant orgasm. “I..... I’m sorry. I will clean that up.” He stammered.

Lou looked to the bathroom where he could fetch a washcloth or a towel, but he did not move. He looked at his cum slowly rolling down her calf and pooling on her foot. He awaited her instruction.

 

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“ARRRRRGHHHHHAAAAA”.

Hanna couldn't have known how long it had been since Lou had had sex; for all she knew, he'd balled his wife in the store's back room before coming here. When he erupted and send a streamer of cum out covering the distance between them, though, she couldn't help but smile with delight at the belief that she was responsible for his first orgasm in quite a while.

It was pure joy to see him in such conspicuous ecstasy as his cock emptied his balls and his entire body reacted as men's bodies do. Hanna stopped pleasuring herself, rapt in what she was seeing in Lou. Ultimately, he opened his eyes to look at her and apologized, “I..... I’m sorry. I will clean that up.”

But when it appeared as though he was going to leave the bed to look for a towel or a handful of tissues, Hanna quickly pushed herself forward and snatched the man's wrist. She leaned back again, pulling him with her, and once she was again in the pillows, she tried to urge his hand down to between her thighs, telling him, "Help me, Lou ... help me finish."

 

[LP1957]

Lou had paused after offering to clean his cum from her leg and foot. He really didn’t want to leave her presence, not even for the few moments it would take to find something to wipe her off. Truth be told, he enjoyed seeing his seed painted upon her as it was.

He finally, after a long stall began his motion of moving. Hanna had stopped her motion as well of her hand on her clit and her wet glistening pussy sat alone and untouched. Just short of him leaving her bed she took a firm grip on his wrist and pulled him between her spread legs.

{“Help me,Lou.... help me finish.”} she half commanded and half begged. Lou smiled and pushed two of his fat fingers easily and deeply inside of her. He then began to kiss slowly up her inner thighs as his fingers moved inside and our of her in a steady pace.

 

[PennySaver]

Hanna was thrilled to see Lou jump right in when invited. He'd denied her twice before, then chose to watch her pleasure herself rather than have him do it. The fact that he was naked and beating himself off to explosion had relieved some of her fear that she might not have him on the hook.

But now, as she felt his fingers sinking inside her tight hole, Hanna was certain that she'd landed the Isle of Jake's version of a whale and that, perhaps, she wouldn't be begging her way back to the continent to a minimum wage waitressing job.

"Oh God, Lou, that feels so good," Hanna said with a sincere tone. As she felt his digits penetrating her a bit deeper with each plunge, she reached the index finger of one hand down to her thigh to wipe up the glob of cum that had been slowly dripping down her flesh. Ensuring that he was watching her, Hanna stuck the finger into her mouth and sucked his ejaculate from it, giving him an mmm sound. Lying, as she'd never really taken to the taste of most men's cum, she told him after swallowing down the second finger tip full, "Maybe next time I'll be lucky enough to have you put it directly into my mouth, Lou."

 

[LP1957]

Lou had abandoned all feelings of guilt and loyalty to his wife as his fingers piston-like delved deeply into her wetness at a quickening pace. {“Oh God, Lou, that feels so good.”} She exclaimed which only caused him to further his attack on her sex in a quest to make her cum as good and as hard as he had.

He didn’t notice that his cock was still hard as he kissed his way closer to where he most wanted to be. He saw from the corner of his eye as she reached out a finger and scooped up a dab of his cum, with her index finger, from the puddle on her foot.

She stuck it into her mouth and sucked on it as he imagined she might some day do to his cock. {“mmm”} she moaned as a child would eating ice cream for the first time.

Lou pulled his digits from her freshly fingered pussy only long enough to wipe his thumb through the wetness on her foot as she had. He kissed her pussy once, he then proceeded to push his fingers back deep inside of her as his slippery thumb found and rotated on her hot little clit.

He moved his torso up as he pressed against her side, his cock flattened against her bare hip. He then followed her finger into her mouth in a deep kiss. Not sure if such an intimate act such as kissing would excite or revolt her.

 

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Hanna reached a hand up to the back of Lou's head and pulled his mouth harder to her own as the kiss became passionate and erotic. Her hips were rocking to match the thrusts of his fingers inside her, and Hanna was beginning to moan sincerely.

She reached to the working hand, took hold of it, and turned it over, palm up. She told him as she tried to direct his fingers, "Play with the front of my vagina ... up ... yes ... no, too far ... too ... oh, fuck ... oh god, right there..."

He had found the most sensitive spot within her, and as she directed him on magnitude of pressure and both speed and length of stroke, Hanna felt the pleasure welling within her exponentially ... and ... less than a minute later she grasped Lou tightly around his torso with both arms and cried out in ecstasy as a very satisfying climax ripped through her body, sending a chill up her spine, gooseflesh over her surface, and a wave of euphoria through her entire being.

 

[LP1957]

Lou was relieved when Hanna responded to his passionate kiss. Even taking the back of his head and pulling him deeper and harder into her mouth. He could taste the salty, slightly slimy remnants of his cum as their tongues wrestled with each other.

Hanna was now fucking his fingers as her hips rose up to meet and deepen his thrusts. The walls of her pussy gripping and tightening around his digits. Her hand took hold of his, that was buried deep inside of her, and rotated it 180 degrees so his fingers faced up now.

Opting for het g-spots pleasure over her swollen clits. She began to rapidly rely orders to him. Not barking them, but firmly stating them so he knew to reply to them immediately. {“play with the. Front of my vagina....up....yes...”}.

Lou searched to find her most sensitive of places, curling his fingers inside of her and massaging to her directions. {“no, too far....too”}. His fingers searched more hastily for just that perfect location. {“oh, fuck....oh god, right there.”} and he knew he had found it.

His fingers massaged there in perfect harmony to her commands and less than 60 seconds latter she was writhing on her bed in ecstasy!

Lou didn’t know if his man parts could ever satisfy her as his hand just had. He was sure his tongue could and now was wishing he had stayed there to taste of the sweet nectar of her cumming in his mouth. They lay still now, holding each other close and Lou couldn’t help but wonder what the future might bring them.

 

[PennySaver]

Hanna rode out the waves of euphoria ripping through her, grasping Lou's torso tightly to her bosom and squeezing her thighs around his trapped hand. Her mind couldn't grasp the thought at this moment, but later she would marvel on how she'd invited Lou here tonight to get his rocks off and -- while he did indeed do that -- it was she who was enjoying some badly needed sexual release.

After a long moment of simply enjoying her orgasm, Hanna released her grasp on Lou's body, rose, and pushed him back onto the mattress. Without hesitating, she leaned down over his groin and took his full length into her mouth, immediately setting forth bobbing her head up and down as one hand gently rolled his balls and the other grasped at his muscular chest.

She lifted her mouth for a moment, telling him before immediately returning to her work, "I want you to cum again, Lou."

Unless he stopped her for some reason, Hanna wouldn't let up on her very skilled oral work until he was filling her mouth with his seed.

 

[LP1957]

Lou’s left hand was asleep when Hanna finally released her vice-like grip holding it deep inside of her. He wasn’t in the least bit concerned and he relished still being allowed inside of this magnificent beauty.

What seemed like ‘forever’ was broken as her body relaxed and his hand was freed from its luxurious prison. She then pushed him onto his back. He was both surprised at her strength and that his dick was still hard. In his passion to please her, he had not noticed the rarity of it not becoming flaccid.

When she proceeded to place her mouth over it and bob her hand he gasped out audibly. “OHHHHHHHH!!” Lou had another saying he liked to toss about in the locker room. ‘A blowjob is like a pizza, even a bad one is pretty good.’

Only this wasn’t a ‘bad one’. The fact that Lou, in his 57 years had never really received a good one might have tempered his view on the subject. None of his 5 conquests had shown any skill or enthusiasm of the act.

Lou knew, in the instant, that Hanna’s mouth engulfed nearly his full cock in one swallow that this would never again be the case. The hand on his chest, and the other fondling his balls only enhanced this new experience for him

He wanted to bark out an order of his own. For Hanna to squeeze his balls until he hurt for her. To feel that her hold on them represented her hold on him. He had always liked his balls firmly grabbed and manipulated

He wouldn’t order her to do that. He didn’t even think at this point that he could ask or even beg for it. Hanna lifted the warmth of her mouth form his dick and he groaned in its absence. {“I want you to cum again, Lou”}. She told him.

He wanted that as well. Wanted nothing more than to fill her pretty mouth with his cum. He wasn’t even sure if he could produce another load so quickly as his balls ached. They ached, not only in want of her making them ache more in her own terms, but from this session of sex he had not anticipated or ever expected.

It was when she had returned her mouth to her journey upon his prick that he glanced up and saw the clock that was still on her bedroom wall. “Shit!...... oh fuck the time!” What seemed like moments was in reality past the two hours he had allotted himself to do the work for Clara.

The fact that the work hadn’t even been started was the least of his concerns right now. Karen had made plans to have friends over for dinner and he was going to be late if he didn’t leave this instant. The least thing he wanted to do right now, but felt it necessary.

“Hanna I’m sorry.... I.. I need to go.” He seemed almost tearful as she removed her mouth from his dick for the last time tonight. “Please... please can we do this again?” He was now begging the girl to do with him what she had wanted in the first place and that he had done his best to avoid.

Lou scurrying to his feet and finding his clothes he dressed quickly. “Please say yes.” He implored her. “If so, come by the store tomorrow so we can talk. I think I know the perfect way for us to see each other.” As soon as he said this he knew he was being presumptuous in assuming she would ever want. A repeat performance.

He kissed her deeply and with a look of dire regret he rushed off, home to his wife, his wife who had in 25 years Of marriage, never made him as excited as he was tonight in Hanna Reed’s bed.

 

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“Shit!...... oh fuck the time!”

Before she knew what was happening, Lou was donning his clothes and making apologies. She would eventually come to realize the issue and simply sat back on her haunches and watched the man hurriedly dress.

“Please... please can we do this again?”

She giggled and answered, "Of course, Lou."

He rambled on anxiously, then hurried over to the bed and gave Hanna a passionate kiss. And suddenly, he was gone. Hanna sat there for a moment, listening first to Lou's boots thudding their way down the stairs, out the door, and off the porch, then to the sound of his pickup truck firing up and with a roar heading out of the gravel parking lot and off into the night.

And only then did Hanna begin laughing. My god, what the hell just happened?

Oh, she wasn't just thinking about Lou's flight but was also thinking about the prostitution angle of the evening. The store owner had promised Hanna anything and everything he could provide for her services this evening, and even though he hadn't been fully serviced by her -- his orgasm, after all, at been at his own hand -- Hanna was pretty sure she had an open tab at the mercantile.

Hanna showered, dressed in panties and sweats, stripped the dirtied top layer of bedding, remade the bed, and -- after going downstairs to lock the doors and kill the remaining lights -- slipped into the covers and snuggled up into them. She thought of the evening and of Lou; he was married, and they shouldn't be doing what they were doing, but Hanna knew they would again, perhaps many times.

Then, with a happy smile, she closed her eyes and drifted happily off to sleep...

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Just a few minutes after noon, the time she knew Lou was often returning after having made lunch time deliveries, Hanna wandered into the store in behind a pair of men in fishing gear who were searching for bait and lures. The bell over the door didn't ring for her specifically, and when she noticed that Lou hadn't spotted her, she peeled off toward the far wall and inconspicuously wandered about while the three men talked about jigs and treble hooks and one of them told a bad joke.

"Why does the Little Mermaid wear seashells over her tits...? Because "A" shells and "B" shells were too small. Get it...? "C" shells."

One of the men groaned while the other one laughed, though Hanna was unable to see which one did which. After the two men finished, Hanna made her way toward the register to talk to Lou, but the door dinged again just as he caught sight of her. A woman and her young teenage daughter entered and started chatting away with Lou about some rumor that the Mayor had a new girlfriend. The mother half of the pair was all yippy-yappy while her daughter kept quietly telling her not to jump to conclusions and to stop spreading rumors.

And all the while, Hanna -- who the other two females hadn't noticed -- was walking ever slowly toward Lou, occasionally lifting a finger to her lips to signal him quiet. She was having fun playing with Lou, even caressing a hand down over her groin at one point and loosing a button on her blouse and pulling aside one lapel to flash an unbridled breast.

When she realized that the two could no longer see the register area from where they were standing at a display of fiber arts supplies, Hanna moved in behind the counter up close to Lou ... and dropped to her knees. She was determined to unbuckle, unbutton, and unzip his pants and take his cock into her mouth again, and if he did nothing to stop her, she would suck his cock until she'd finished what she started the night before.

 

[LP1957]

Hanna giggled at his frantic pace and attempt to dress himself on the fly. {""Of course, Lou."} she reassured him when he had asked, practically begged, to see her again in an intimate fashion.

He had asked her to visit him at the store the next day. He anxiously spent his morning looking out the window for her arrival and helping out the various comings and goings of clientele. He had to leave the shop to make some deliveries and prayed he wouldn't miss her timeframe

Then he thought to himself, 'what would Hanna have to keep her away and busy?' A possible date, he cringed with a jealous pang. If that were so, it would surely not be scheduled in the light of day. A little after noon he reopened the store to a pair of fishermen that he knew mostly from just picking up bait and gear.

He was unaware that Hanna had snuck in behind them and they chatted and talked a while. One man who told a 'dad' joke, laughed at his own humor, while his partner groaned. Lou just smiled and shook his head. The punch line of 'C cups" reminded him of Hanna's perfect breasts that he had gotten his first uncovered look at just the night before. He couldn't believe that he hadn't even touched them the whole time they were together.

They paid and left shortly thereafter, only to be replaced by Beth Ann and her newly teenaged daughter Debi. Beth Ann made her way right to Lou and, being the town's number one gossip, began spinning the tale of the Mayor and his supposed 'new girlfriend'.

It was then that Lou spotted Hanna, unseen by the women she was inching closer to his checkout counter. Holding her finger to her lips in an order to him to keep quiet about her presence. Once again he would obey her every command in hopes it would land him back in her bed very soon.

Debi pleaded with her mother to keep quiet on the subject. Debi was always begging her mother to keep quiet in public. As it was, Debi herself was becoming quite the little gossip herself at the small school on the island. "I think you may well have your facts wrong on this matter Beth Ann'" Lou announced.

The mother gave a huff, but knew that if anyone knew the story it would be Lou. She also knew she would get no clarification of the true facts from him. Lou was sure she was referring to Howard and not the mayor. Then he felt another jealous twinge as the thought that Hanna may well have dated the mayor as well after meeting him at breakfast.

Hanna, moving closer spread out her legs in a mock demonstration, over her pants, of the show she had put on for him last night. With a sly smile she then unbuttoned her top and pulled it down over her right breast, giving him a tantalizing peek of the top half of her hard nipple.

All this was just out of the sightline of the two ladies at his counter. Beth Ann asked cuttingly and too loudly where the 'feminine products' were located. This was as much a snap at her daughter for telling her to be quiet as it was to Lou for not filling her in on the true details of the story she so wanted to spread about the island. After all Beth Ann was an Isle of Jake resident and had been shopping here since before Lou bought the place. Debi, barley starting school at that time.

They completely disregarded that aisle altogether and instead went to the far end of the store where Lou kept the art supplies. Hanna took this opportunity to stealthy position herself under the small out-cove that housed the cash register. It was priorly used to house cigarettes, but when the island had outlawed those (they could still be gotten on the black market or at one of the bars) Lou had removed the shelf so as to have more room to rest his legs when he sat down.

He could still hear the mother/daughter arguing and clamoring as Hanna disappeared into the cubby. Her hands instantly finding and undoing his pants. Lou stood frozen. He couldn't yell out, it would attract the attention of those two. He thought of stepping back and doing himself back up, but by the time that thought had reached his brain, Hanna had his shorts down and around his ankles.

As the troublesome two started to make their way back to the check stand Hanna once more swallowed the full of Lou's dick into her very talented mouth. "NNNNNNN!!" Lou moaned and squirmed, drawing looks of concern by Mrs and Miss gossip. "Tweaked my neck last night and just turned wrong." He rubbed the back of his neck and again moaned a little as Hanna went full assault on his prick with the two woman not 5 feet away.

"Credit?" Beth Ann mouthed the assumed purchase. "Yesss... um... of course, my books in the back room.... I will get you next visit." Lou never let a customer go without signing. It was just his nature. He started fumbling with some other papers near the register to look as though he were too busy to fetch the book.

They gave him a stunned look and then smiled as they left the store still arguing. Lou was about to ask Hanna to stop, to slow down, to prepare for what was going to happen soon, very much too soon as his cock throbbed and his balls tightened.

He was sure she was aware and when he let out the same primevil groan as last night she drank down the full load he deposited into her mouth and belly. As the last stream overfilled her small mouth, Howard burst into the store in all his bravado!

"What's up old man? You look like you've seen a ghost'". He called out to his friend. Lou stood with his pants at his ankles and Hanna's mouth sucking the last driblets from his emptying balls.

"Just busy, trying to get caught up." Lou answered. "Let's grab a beer after Im done here?" He hoped the invite would placate Howard as it didn't seem that he had stopped in to purchase anything.

"It's a plan." Howard answered then looking around to make sure they were alone, "That is unless of course I can get hold of that little blonde Tart from the mainland again. Haven't seen her have you?"

Lou just shook his head and grimaced as Hanna continued to work on the now VERY sensitive head of his spent penis.

 

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It took Lou longer to achieve orgasm than it had the night before, a combination Hanna assumed of having recently enjoyed climax and being scared shitless of the two skilled gossips realizing what was happening down behind the counter.

It took longer ... but it didn't take long. Hanna was very good at sucking cock, and having prevailed years earlier over the gag reflex, she was easily able to swallow Lou's full length with ease. Rapidly bobbing her head to and fro with very little movement of the man's lower body, Hanna caused him a sense of pleasure that he had never known, not that she knew that at the time, of course.

As the first jerk of his cock sent a giant glob of cum to the back of her throat, Hanna pulled back until only the bulbous head of his erection was still within her lips. She grasped his shaft and jerked it rapidly to encourage him to fill her mouth with all the seed he had available. She was actually a bit surprised at how many times his cock flinched and at how much volume of cum flooded her tongue.

With a big gulp and a few smaller ones, Hanna took it all down her throat, then milking his length emptied him of every last drop. She was licking Lou clean, anticipating being able to slip out from under the register when the bell over the door chimed ... and Hanna heard a very familiar and ill timed voice.

"What's up old man?" asked her first prostitution client. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

Hanna had already pulled her face back and released her hold on Lou's cock, and she held very still, hoping not to be discovered. Though, seriously, she was fully hidden in the little cubby hole so, c'm'on!

Lou answered and agreed to grab a beer with Howard later, and Hanna thought that might be the end of the conversation. Hell, no; Howard started talking about Hanna and his desire to once again spend some time with her. She almost laughed, knowing how this had to be causing Lou some serious concern.

Then ... Oh fuck, why not...?

Hanna reached up again, took hold of the base of Lou's cock, lifted it skyward ... and licked it slowly from base to tip with the tip of her tongue. She felt Lou clench the muscles of his groin and then tremble in her hand as she repeated the erotic act upon his spent cock. She couldn't help but smile -- and almost giggled! -- knowing how sensitive a man's penis could get immediately after an orgasm that had been long awaited.

Despite Lou's obvious reaction to the ill-timed service, Hanna continued to lick his shaft and suckle his tip until finally Howard made his farewells and the door bell again chimed. Peeking out a narrow gap between the pieces of plywood from which the counter was made, Hanna could see that no one else had entered...

...and she started giggling loudly.

 

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Lou cringed and tightly gripped the edges of the counter to keep from crying out in pleasure, feigning it was a stiff neck causing him his discomfort. In reality it was Hanna's overly skilled mouth that had Lou turning red and doing all he could to hold in the cum that she so badly wanted in her pretty mouth.

Thinking he was free and clear when the gossip family finally walked out the door Lou grunted and filled her wanting mouth with what it craved. Only seconds later to be intruded upon by his good friend Howard. Doing his best to stop him from joining him behind the counter, which was not unlike Howie, Lou made the excuse of being too busy and needing to get some paperwork done. Promising to meet up for a beer after work.

All the while Hanna, whom he thought would be extra couscous to not be caught by what was her best and so far only client, continued to torment the underside and tip of his now extremely sensitive penis which had just erupted from the best blowjob he had ever experienced.

Little was he aware that she had yet to pullout her A game on him yet. At his age and having just emptied what he thought might be the most voluminous load of cum since his teenage years kept him from getting hard again straight away. Still, the new and never before felt, sensations her tongue was having on him right now had him squirming and almost whimpering as he did his best to shrew away his friend.

When Howard took the hint, and retreated out of the store, Hanna began to giggle uncontrollably as she freed herself from the little space below him. "What the FUCK, Hanna?" Lou pulled his pants up and covered himself.

He was not really mad. In fact the chance of being caught had made him so much more horny and excited then he could ever remember. It also caused him to cum faster than he normally would, and Lou was not long lasting by any means.

Despite his mock anger Hanna continued to giggle and smile at his discomfort. A quick look to see if anyone might be approaching and he pulled the lovely vision tight to him and kissed her. A short lived but deep kiss as he again tasted himself in her mouth.

Breaking the kiss he escorted her to the 'proper' side of the counter. Just in case someone came in they could move the topic to store or island matters. "Do you want to hear my plan or not?" Again he made a very bad attempt at making her feel he was annoyed at what had just occurred.

 

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"What the FUCK, Hanna?"

She only laughed again, knowing that Lou was more shocked and embarrassed by having nearly been caught that actually mad at her ... or, if she was wrong, simply not caring because they'd gotten away with it!

"That was fun, wasn't it?" she continued to torment him as he hurried around to the customer side of the counter.

He kissed her passionately, and she pulled their bodies together for a moment until finally they returned to a more proper clerk-customer distance.

"Do you want to hear my plan or not?"

"No!" she answered back without hesitation, turning toward one of the aisles. Without looking back to him, Hanna demanded, "Not here, Lou, and not now. I don't want to talk about money with you right now. I'm having too much fun to ruin this moment with such things."

She'd snatched up a bottle of wine before turning back toward Lou. "I'll meet you at Cooper Point at seven. Bring some crackers and cheese and a couple of glasses..."

She reached out with her free hand as she passed him to caress his cheek, then continued onward with hesitation for the door. She continued, "...and you can tell me all about it there."

Stopping at the door after she'd opened it and waited for the bell to calm down, Hanna smiled to the man and said with a sincere, genuine tone, "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did, Lou. I really like you ... and I hope we get to have more of these ... encounters in the future."

She blew him a kiss, turned, and was gone.

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At 7pm sharp, Hanna left the sandy beach and ascended the old, rickety, rotting wood staircase that led to a little picnic area that was well isolated from view of the houses to the south of Cooper Point. Hanna had come to enjoy this spot in those first days after Ryan had abandoned her.

The Point was one of the Isle of Jake's three corners. The island was almost triangular in shape, with an east-west running north beach of sand -- at which Hanna was now looking down upon from its west end -- and two mostly rocky shores, the first that ran from here to the southeast and a second that ran from the end of that shore to the northeast, connecting to the east end of the sandy beach.

Isle of Jake, Hanna thought to herself again. What an odd name.

It might have seemed odd to her, but the name was suitable, and Hanna had heard the story behind that name more times than she could remember; the locals loved to tell the tale of Seaman Jake Horner.

Jake had been the sole survivor of the 1898 hurricane sinking of the fishing vessel, GloryAnne. He had washed up on the shore of the then-unpopulated island that was barely 2 square miles in size. He survived on sea bird eggs, shell fish, kelp, and rain water caught in any sort of container that would hold it.

He was rescued nearly a year later by the crew of a seal hunting boat heading from Boston for the Artic. The boat's captain had refused to turn back to Boston but had agreed to drop Jake in their first and last port of call on Nova Scotia as the sealing boat continued northward.

Unfortunately, tragedy would strike Jake once again. Celebrating his upcoming return to civilization, he got drunk with some of the other sealers that first night off the island and fell overboard while taking a piss. The crew had seen him go over and had mounted a valiant but failed effort to get him out of the water before he froze. They delivered his corpse to Yarmouth, told the story of how and where he'd been found, and by the time the sealing vessel had returned to Boston, the Isle of Jake was the talk of the town.

Construction of a pier at the island's northeast corner would lead to habitation and, ultimately, the development of a thriving (until COVID) community. Those first residents had been mostly associated to the fishing industry, but ultimately the Isle of Jake would become a summer destination for tourists who hailed from as far away as England, British Columbia, and Texas. The semi-permanent population had fluctuated from between 300 and 500 over the past couple of decades.

Hanna set the bottle of wine on the old wood plank table and rose to sit on the table's top, her feet on the seat. She wore the same tee shirt and bikini bottoms that she'd had on that first day when she'd been looking out upon the sea to the north thinking about her future in prostitution. She was a bit chilled by the soft, cool breeze; the light wind breaker, semi-sheer sarong, and sandals didn't do too much to help keep her warm from the elements.

She wasn't entirely certain that Lou would show up. Glancing at her phone, she saw that it was already 7:10; he was late. She knew he would try his best, of course; he had a plan to allow them to spend time together without alerting his wife, and Hanna was sure that Lou was as eager to tell her that plan as she was to hear it.

 

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{"That was fun, wasn't it?"} she asked as his color and composure were just now returning to him. "I don't know if I could classify it as 'fun'." He smiled as he said it revealing that even if it wasn't fun, at the time, it was very much enjoyed.

When they appeared prim and proper he asked if she wanted to hear his plan of how they could continue to see each other clandestinely. {No!"} she barked out to his inquire. {"Not here, Lou, and not now. I don't want to talk about money with you right now. I'm having too much fun to ruin this moment with such things."}

'Money?' He thought to himself. That thought had never entered Lou's mind. Sure he had told her that her credit was now good. That he could get her anything from the mainland that she might want. He knew that she was prostituting herself, are at least had on one occasion. He was unsure if the, married, mayor of the Isle of Jake had made that two clients? He doubted that rumor as the mayor was, or seemed happily married. Then again, on the surface, so did Lou himself.

Lou had never paid for, or even considered paying for sex in his life. He did know that women tended to receive profit or gifts for the most part with whomever they were sleeping with. Lou had always been VERY generous with his few dates and even now with his wife, Karen wanted for nothing. And he wasn't much sleeping with her any more. It had been over 2 1/2 weeks since he had been inside of his wife. Having been caught jerking off to internet porn had put a lock on her affections.

As Lou over contemplated all this in his head, as he had tendency to do, Hanna grabbed a not inexpensive bottle of wine from the shelf. {"I'll meet you at Cooper Point at seven. Bring some crackers and cheese and a couple of glasses..."}

Out the door she was before he could call out to no one's hearing "What do you mean money?" Was he nothing more than another client to add to her bed roster?

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Lou closed up early and headed home. He had called Karen and explained that he hadn't been able to finish all that needed to be done at Clara's and needed to go back for however long it might take. They enjoyed a pleasant early dinner and they kissed. "I will call and let you know how it's going. I might be late so don't wait up." He smiled and kissed her once more before leaving.

It was 4:30. He had two and a half hours to actually do what he had expected accomplish yesterday, and also add the new touches he had planned. At 7:00 the alarm on his phone rang just as he was finishing the last of his chores at the Rosemont.

He hadn't thought to set it 10 minutes earlier so as to be on time for their 'date'. At 7:10 he turned the corner to where the little picnic table was located. A fairly secluded little cutout in the greenery that provided some privacy. The islands visitors often hiked or jogged up here. The locals mostly took it for granted as too hard and not enough reward to get to this edge of the island.

Still it had it's fair share of passers by and Lou looked up and down the path before finding the object of his obsession sitting on the hardwood table. His first thought was that she might get a splinter in that perfect ass of hers. His second thought was of pulling down her panties and removing it for her. Only to be able to replace it with his own wood.

He smiled and hugged her tight, having seen no others about. He kissed her long and deep before sitting at the other end of the table. "In case someone might come by, we are discussing your terms of credit." He informed her of their side story, if so needed. In reality Lou thought they may well be conversing about terms. He had never paid for it before, but in the back of his mind this beauty could demand almost any price and have it met by him.

Lou was excited to tell her what he had accomplished. While Hanna looked like she might have enjoyed making out a little first, he was too practical and analytical to delay his plan or to risk being seen in public.

"So," he began what would be a long detailed description of what was happening. "I finished up what I had promised Clara I would do to secure the Rosemont." What he hadn't been able to do last night as they mutually masturbated to each others pleasure before Lou had to run off too early.

"While I was thinking of the work it came to me. You probably don't know about the back door to the cellar. Not many do. I would deliver canned goods there and well the heating oil guy, but he doesn't have a key as he only visited one time a year in the fall. But I do have a key Hanna." He smiled

"And now you will have one also." he handed her an old fashioned key on a strap to the old door. It was original from 1934 when the house was built. The heavy key weighed in her hand as he proceeded. "The entrance is very secluded, almost hidden by the over brush. It is a little tricky and you will need to be careful. There are two steps down and it can get a little dark there."

"I have installed incandescent lights that give off a red hew so you will be able to find your way up to your room once inside the house. I placed a blackout shade over your window so even when the light is on at night it won't be seen from the street."

Lou beamed as he told her all about it. "Of course that will be the only true light you can use. I already tested it out and it can not be seen at all from below. You won't be able to live there." he warned. "It would bring about two many questions about where you were residing, so you will need to maintain where you are. It can only be used for us."

Lou put in this little warning as his way of letting her know it was to be their rendezvous spot. He didn't want her using it when she whored herself out. In reality he had hopes that she wouldn't need or want to do that any longer.

"Well, I could lock you inside there and keep you as my own little sex slave." He joked, though that actual thought had gotten him hard as he was preparing the place. She would go missing and the island would just assume she had found her way back to the mainland.

"I even figured out a way to meet up. I will tell Karen... umm, my wife" He remembered that the two of them had never met. "I will tell her I need to spend more time at the warehouse to coordinate the comings and goings of goods."

"She will understand that is necessary." He sighed as he figured she would be happy to have the extended time to herself. He was ready to ramble off all the intricate and minute details of the plan and how he would change the hours of his one employee at the warehouse so as not to have any questions come up. That was when Hanna stopped him.

 

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"In case someone might come by, we are discussing your terms of credit," Lou said after their mouths and bodies had separated and he'd sat at the far opposite end of the table.

He explained his plan -- what he'd already done and what it would do for them -- and Hanna found herself impressed with the forethought.

"Look at this," she said, handing a sheet of stationery paper from The Rosemont on which she'd written her terms. "Tell me if this looks acceptable to you."

Hanna had spent the morning and afternoon -- before and after sucking his cock and swallowing his load from under the register -- writing down everything that she thought she would need on a weekly basis to be comfortable that she thought he could supply her through his business: food and drink, female productes, other girly things like makeup, panty hose, etc., and other necessities and luxuries that had been part of her life since she was in her teens.

Although she had listed all of which she could think, she hadn't written down any monetary values for them. Oh, she knew how much each of them cost, to within pennies for the less expensive items and within a couple of dollars for the more expensive things. Hanna simply hadn't listed them as the approximately weekly charge she was suggesting ran about $500, what she'd made over that 12 hours with Howard. Of course, those were retail prices, so Lou would actually be getting what he wanted from Hanna for something between $200-300 a week.

"Twice a week you come see me, Lou," she began, verbally explaining the terms that weren't already listed there. "You make sure I have what I need ... and I'll do the same for you. I'll make you happy ... you make me happy."

Hanna was open to negotiation, of course; she'd already decided that if Lou wouldn't compensate her as she asked, she would still suck his cock and fuck him to heights of euphoria for which he had not experience. But still ... she wanted what he could provide her.

"Thoughts?" she asked softly.

 

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Lou was enjoying the sparkle and the youthful enthusiasm in Hanna's eyes as he unfolded his plan to be able to fuck her any time he could get away from his wife for a couple hours. He knew she wasn't working, and therefore would be able to meet up with him at his convenience.

Well there was that whoring gig. He half hoped she would give that up. He 3/4 didn't want her too. Knowing she was taking it in any of her holes, by any of the islands inhabitants kept him wondering and hard when they were apart. Sure, the math didn't add up. But put on a scale, he would rather know she was getting fucked more than have her all for himself. One of his kinks again showing through. Even though she had refused to share the details with him.

{"Look at this,"} she handed him a sheet of paper, typed out neatly and in order, which Lou appreciated. {"Tell me if this looks acceptable to you."} He took his time reading over the requests.
The quick calculation in his head put it at right around $250. a week. A more than fair price to have this seductress at his beckoned call. Even if she would refuse to do with him, and to him, all the perverted nasty little kinks that ran through his mind from surfing the internet the past 15 years of his frustrated married life.

"I do believe these will easily fit into your credit plan Hanna." Though he said 'credit' it was pretty well understood between them that she would never be required to pay him back for anything. It was then she dropped the bombshell on his dreams.

{"Twice a week you come see me, Lou,"} Thinking he had secured a full time, at his call, mistress did in reality have it's limits. Truthfully, Lou knew that twice a week was really all he could garner under the watchful eyes of his wife and every other person on the Isle of Jake. Still hearing the limit pained him.

"Twice a week?" she could tell the hurt and want in his voice and eyes. "Couldn't we......"

She broke off his almost begging tone, {"You make sure I have what I need ... and I'll do the same for you. I'll make you happy ... you make me happy."} She propositioned him. He knew she was in charge. Hell, he wanted her to be in charge. To take control and tell him when, how and how much he could enjoy, or be denied her pleasure.

Lou was HARD again as he most always was around Hanna. This was a different degree of hardness, knowing he was succumbing to her terms. She may well be the island whore, but with Lou at least she would set not only the price, but the menu as well.

{"Thoughts?"} she asked him gently. As if there were any way he might change or amend her demands. Still, he had to try and steer things where his dark desires lay.

"The items are fine. I....I would like to be allowed to see you more often. You know.... when it is convenient to both our schedules." He started slow, not wanting to scare or anger her. "What.... what might I expect for your weekly grocery list Hanna?" His voice now barely a whisper.

He wanted to tell her all the perverted details of what he would want her to do to him and with him. Have done to her. The secret blowjob from this morning the tip of the iceberg that he hoped would be uncovered. The tip of the iceberg made up only 10% of the total mass.

"Will you be open to...... maybe.... well, more than conventional sex?" Lou was turning bright red, though it was dusk now and that hid most of his embarrassment "I mean like....would you fuck me?"
Lou was once again stumbling around the presence of a woman.

His quarry sounded innocent enough. Hanna had already decided to 'fuck' him with or without the compensation she was bartering for now. Only Lou's context was not referring to conventional boy/girl sex. Will you fuck me, meaning will my penis be allowed in your vagina. The question he had meant to convey to this vision of beauty was 'Will You fuck me?' the roles switched between giver and receiver.

 

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"I do believe these will easily fit into your credit plan Hanna," Lou said, leading Hanna to smile with pleasure. "Twice a week? Couldn't we......"

She told him how it was going to be, and Lou hesitated a moment before letting it be none that he wanted to see her more often.

"Twice a week, Lou," Hanna stressed but with a soft tone. She chuckled, adding, "More than twice a week would not be smart."

What Hanna actually meant was More than twice a week and I won't be able to work outside our arrangement. Hanna was actually a bit concerned that twice a week might be too much, too. She didn't want to become little more than a street whore, standing on the corner waving down cruisers, doing two or three blow jobs a night and having her pussy pummeled 10 times a week ... 20 ... more?

No, this wasn't going to be that. Hanna had every intention of finding herself maybe four or five regulars who would see her once a week or, preferably, less. With her normal lovers, Hanna had easily partaken of relationships where sex was a daily occurrence. If she ended up fucking one more or another every single day, she knew she could do it. But she certainly didn't want that.

Once or twice a week outside of seeing Lou would be perfect, she thought. Howard had paid her $500 for half a day -- a night, a morning, and an afternoon blowjob. But, she wasn't going to get that from every guy every time. No, if she could bring in $300 a week plus her credit account at the mercantile, Hanna thought she could live pretty comfortably on the Isle of Jake.

"What.... what might I expect for your weekly grocery list Hanna?" Lou asked tentatively. "Will you be open to...... maybe.... well, more than conventional sex? I mean like....would you fuck me?"

Hanna had been occasionally glancing around for prying eyes as they talked, and now -- confident that they were not being spied upon -- she stood and walked to the man's end of the picnic table. She caressed a hand over his shoulder as she sat down close to him; he was facing the ocean with his knees under the table top, but Hanna's back was leaning against the table top with her facing the distant town.

She began unbuckling, unbuttoning, and unzipping him as she explained in whisper with her lips close enough to his ear to feel her warm breath, "I will suck your cock and swallow all that you can give me, Lou..."

Hanna pulled Lou's cock out from his underwear and began stroking it ever more increasing harder, faster, and longer as she continued, "I will put you inside me and ride you hard and long ... you on top ... me on top ... you behind me. Beds, cars, the beach ... your store's backroom ... if your wife's not home, I'll fuck you in your own bed ... if your wife is home, I'll fuck you in your bed..."

She was having the desired effect on Lou's cock by now, based upon his expression and increasingly noticeable breathing. Hanna licked and then bit his earlobe, going on, "I'll put things inside you if that's your kink ... I'll do other men ... other women ... while you watch if that's your kink ... hell, Lou, I'll even do your wife..."

Hanna could tell that her very skilled hand job was going to lead to Lou creaming his underwear, shirt tails, and belly any moment. She bit at his ear lobe again, she leaned to press her mouth to his for a long, erotic kiss that ended when Lou reacted to the explosion of his cock and the spewing of his cum all over him and his clothes.

After gripping his shaft hard and pulling it upwards to milk some of his cum onto the webbing of her hand between her thumb and forefinger, Hanna lifted that hand to her mouth, looked Lou in the eyes, and licked his jizz off to swallow it down.

"I'll do just about anything you want, within reason, of course, Lou," she told him kissing him again and sticking her cum covered tongue into his mouth. When she pulled back, she finished her offer off with, "But the more you want from me ... the more you'll need to give back, Lou. I trust that ... I am confident that we can make this a wonderful relationship. Just..."

She leaned in to kiss him on the cheek this time before whispering, "Just give me some space to live my life ... don't ever be jealous of what I may or may not do with other men--"

Hanna probably should have said other people as she had a pretty good idea that she would be having sex with some of the island's female residents, too. Lou probably would have liked Hanna saying that, but she'd gone with other men.

"--and never ... ever ... do anything that might expose my secret to others ... like your asshole friend Howard already did."

She looked into Lou's eyes for his reaction to that and to, "Yes, I fucked Howard, just like he told you. And no, I didn't fuck the Mayor like Little Miss Gossip-mouth said. But who knows, I might! And you have to be able to live with that if we are going to be friends."

Hanna leaned in again and gave Lou a soft kiss on the mouth, telling him, "Yes, I want us to be friends. Very special friends."

She stood and turned to snatch up the bottle of wine, asking with a smile, "Did you bring the glasses ... and where's the cheese and crackers and shit?"

 

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{"Twice a week, Lou,"} she stated emphatically. {"More than twice a week would not be smart."} and she was certainly right there. Once a month wasn't smart and he knew it. But he couldn't and wouldn't deny himself the possible pleasure and possible fulfillment of his inner desires. Twice a week it would have to be. He would be more than grateful for that in the long run.

When he asked her just what his expenditures would get him? Not in a clear way, but she was experienced enough in her young years to read from his words what he meant. Moving in front of him she began unbuckling, unbuttoning, and unzipping him. She whispered in his ear so he could feel her warm breath, {"I will suck your cock and swallow all that you can give me, Lou..."}

That she had done. One and a half times. The half time, last night out distanced any blowjob he had ever received, although it was interrupted before completion. The one this morning still had his dick tingling and the embarrassment of possibly being caught in the act had done things to him he couldn't even describe.

As she pulled out his already ridged cock she continued. {"I will put you inside me and ride you hard and long ... you on top ... me on top ... you behind me. Beds, cars, the beach ... your store's backroom ... if your wife's not home, I'll fuck you in your own bed ..."} All this time he moaned at the expert touch of her small hand wrapped completely around his swollen penis. {"if your wife is home, I'll fuck you in your bed..."} she continued on and this drew a whimper from him

"nnnnnnnnnn god, Hanna!" She could tell just how excited this had made him and it only fueled her quest. She smiled devilishly and bit his earlobe. Causing enough pain to make him jump, but receiving no complaint she felt more vigor in her position of authority over him.

{"I'll put things inside you if that's your kink ... I'll do other men ... other women ... while you watch if that's your kink ... hell, Lou, I'll even do your wife..."} she felt his cock twitch and throb. It was as if she had seen his web history. Read his perverted little mind. Entered his very soul.

She bit his earlobe one more time. HARDER this time. Close to piercing his skin with her teeth. As the pain engulfed his ear, his cock exploded and sent strings of his cum straight up. Hanna giggled a little as she aimed the stream back at Lou.

The first and most powerful blast soiled the collar of his shirt and even reached the bottom of his chin. The next two, the rest of his shirt and his boxers. She continued to pump and milk out what cum was left in his shaft.

The last squeeze stayed on her hand, which she lifted to her lips and licked clean. {"I'll do just about anything you want, within reason, of course, Lou,"} she promised him. Her tongue again probing his mouth and for the third time in less than 24 hours he was tasting his own cum mixed with her saliva.

{"But the more you want from me ... the more you'll need to give back, Lou. I trust that ... I am confident that we can make this a wonderful relationship. Just..."} there was the caveat as she paused just a second. {"Just give me some space to live my life ... don't ever be jealous of what I may or may not do with other men--"}

There it was. She would not be exclusive to him. He never really expected her to be. Never really wanted that from her. In truth he cherished her being the whore she was becoming and knowing that 'he was getting it for free'. Less the credit account and bonus items that were sure to occur often and more expensively.

She warned him once more to keep quiet of their relationship, and those of anyone else he might hear about fucking her. She stepped back and left him to dress and compose himself as best he could. {"Yes, I want us to be friends. Very special friends."} she said as she grabbed the bottle of wine.

{"Did you bring the glasses ... and where's the cheese and crackers and shit?"} She was well aware that he did not have them with him. They were actually still sitting at the Rosemont. He had remembered to bring them, but in his hurry left them behind.

He did however have his Swiss Army Knife with him, complete with corkscrew. They spent the next hour laughing, talking about the island and its residents, and drinking the $40. bottle of wine like two teenagers that had pilfered their parents wine cellar.

 

[PennySaver]

It was odd waking up in a bed that Hanna didn't consider to be her own. She'd lived in the Rosemont for more than 50 days and last night was her first at Maxine's. It reminded her of her dating days, specifically of the one night stands, when she would awake to the bedroom's of men whose names she may or may not have remembered, may or may not have seen again.

Not once in all of those years had Hanna brought a man home to her own apartment, to her own bed. Her bed was for sleeping and sleeping only; she didn't want it smelling like some sweaty man's cum for days after he'd likely not satisfied her to the extent she'd wanted or needed.

It had been eight days since she and Lou made their deal out at Cooper's Point. Circumstances beyond their controls had prevented them from getting together for their inaugural fuck in her work bed. Hanna had felt so bad for Lou that day before yesterday she had him put the Be right back sign in the mercantile door and took him to the back room for a long, slow, steady blow job that practically had him crying out for release.

Hanna only finished him off when they heard the front door rattle from someone checking to see if it was unlocked. She'd had him right on the edge and concluded their business with a rapid sequence of six or seven deep gulps of his cock, causing him to groan out loud and long as he filled her mouth.

It turned out to be good that she finished him off, as it turned out, when less than a minute later they heard the front door's lock click open and Karen call out, "Lou, are you here?" He quickly put himself back together while Hanna slipped out the back door and down the the stone path to the beach. She hadn't spoken to him since, but Hanna was pretty sure Lou hadn't been caught since the the rumor mill franchise operating out of the boarding house hadn't included any gossip about Lou being divorced or having his balls cut off by his wife while he slept.

Most of that eight days had been due to unavoidable circumstances, such as Hanna's period, a get-together that Karen had insisted her husband attent, and a one day visit by the leeches who now owned the Rosemont. Hanna had been surprised by the medical security upon which the Mayor had insisted before the investors even got off the dock at which the float plane landed. Full body suits, masks, face shields, gloves; they weren't allow to shake hands or even touch Rosie's door knobs, banisters, or furniture.

Clara had paid Hanna $100 to represent her at the showing, which had put some extra cash in the whore's pocket. She'd added another $300 to it with a second performance at Howard's house. This time, though, she told him that if he ever spoke about their business to anyone it would be the last time he wet his pole in her fishing hole. He promised discretion, but, who knows?

But tonight was all about Lou. He'd made some excuse to his wife, and Hanna had told Maxine that she was staying the night at the Rosemont to scare off some of the island teens who'd been using the pool as a skateboard pit. She pulled out the smart phone Lou had provided her and called the store; she confirmed their appointment with their secret code, "Did the package I was expecting from New York arrive today?"

Lou arrived via the beach path so that his pickup wouldn't be out front on the same night Hanna was in the house, and when he ascended the stairs and entered Hanna's bedroom, he found her standing before the bay windows in a sexy lingerie set and new pair of heels, which she'd bought from one of the island girls, still in the box and wrapped in tissue paper; the poor girl had been planning a vacation with her new beau at the time of the quarantine orders, and with him trapped in Europe for God knows how much longer, she figured trading the bra, panties, and garter set to Hanna for much needed cash was the next best thing to do with them.

"Who's the man who's gonna see you in them?" the young woman had asked, prodding Hanna to fess up to the identity of her new lover. When Hanna lied and asked Who said it was a man? the woman giggled and said, "Go girl! I'm proud of you. Not a lot of lesbian types in a population this size, but you have fun."

Hanna stepped out nearer to Lou on a well matched pair of 5 inch heels and did another one of her slow, full spins, showing off the tiny triangular patch of lacy cloth at the upper meeting of her firm butt cheeks, as well as the tattoo that Lou was still yet to see up close.

"Like?" she asked with a devilish smirk. She was about to tell Lou that he was the first one to see it on her, but she caught herself before she implied that other just might in the future. Instead, she said, "I bought this for tonight ... for you."