As I’ve mentioned before, I’m proud of my non-gold digger status; I prefer to work for my money.  The other day, I did just that and it was fun for everyone involved.

It was my second time naked with #72.   For some reason, the conversation just flows with him and we’re really comfortable with one another.  It’s a nice change for me and we’ll see what happens.  I’m still hoping to get to 100 before I die, but for the time being, I’ll plateau here.

I’m not sure how the conversation came up, but for some reason I asked him if he’d ever paid for sex.  He said yes.  Once.  Just for the experience.  An experienced man is a good man and it also gave me a something to strive for.  I need to be a better fuck than a prostitute.  I informed him that I’d never been paid for sex, but that I’d blow him for a dollar.

“That’s it?”

I said, yes.  This was more of a lark and not a money making venture.  And I’d already blown him twice for free.   I’ve been a mistress and degraded before, but never paid.  I told him I wanted the money up front and he walked across his bedroom, naked with a hard on.  He came back a moment later with a shiny, new dollar coin.

I gave the coin the once over and put it on the nightstand.  Then I got to work.  But by this time I had major hot pants and decided that I’d rather fuck him than blow him.   So I jumped on his cock and made it all about me.   He didn’t seem to mind.    Besides, a dollar only buys you so much.

Moral of the story, you get what you pay for.