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.
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.