When I opened the door, there stood the little package I had been expecting. Five foot, two (maybe three) but in her heels she was five eight. Long, dark tresses running down her back almost matching the black, short skirted dress she was wearing. Her crystal blue eyes from behind her long natural lashes. Those eyes latched on to mine as her cherry red lips said "You Matt?"
I nodded and stepped aside ash she strolled in the apartment like she owned the place. Her head bopped around looking at the paintings and rug and everything. She hummed to herself as she looked around. Me, I just let my eyes run up and down her body. I could tell she wasn't used to walking in those heels. She almost fell off them as she walked around.
She was leaning over the desk looking at some books I had open there when I walked behind her and ran my right hand down the open back of her dress. The dress was like one of those you see at Oscar night anymore. Her skin was cool to the touch.
"Not yet, Matt" she said without turning her head. "We gotta talk payment first."
I dropped two C notes on the desk next to her hand and then put my left hand between her shoulder blades and pushed her down against the desktop. With a slight explosion of air, she gasped "Rough is going to cost you extra."
Dropping two more C's on next to the first two, I leaned over her back and whispered "You do like it rough don't you?" in her ear. A slight shutter quivered through her body. I moved her legs apart with my knee as my hand ran up and down her right leg. When it didn't move as wide as I wanted, I slapped the side of her thigh with the back of my hand. She then opened up wide for me.
The scent of musk filled my nostrils and being somewhat surprised, I moved my hand to between her legs. As two of my fingers slid easily inside, the scent increased.
"My God," I breathed into her ear, " You are a hungry little cunt, aren't you. When was your last client?" I could hear a small whimper escape her as her hands grasped the front edge of the desk.
"Two......two weeks..." She half moaned to me as I slid a third finger into her gushing twat and ran my thumb around her anus.
"I guess you are not very good at your job, if it has been two weeks. But then again, guess that means you can be extra special for me, huh."
Letting go of her back, I grabbed her left hand from the desktop and held her wrist at the small of her back. Pulling out of now soaking pussy, I shoved my fingers around her head and into her mouth. "Clean those fingers, cunt." Sucking sounds came from that side of the desk, as I could feel her lips and tongue wiping away her juice.
As she finished her cleaning, I turned her head and laid it down flat on the side so she could see the stack of bills. Then I leaned down and whispered "It's Party Time."
My hand left her mouth and, again, traveled down her back, leaving a trail of saliva and pussy juice down her spine. Still holding her left hand at the small of her back, I used my other to flip up her skirt and rip the barely there G string from her hips. "Hey! That was my favorite! " She complained.
"If it means that much to you, then here..." I told her as I reach up with the G string and shoved it in her mouth. Fishing two my C's out of my pocket, I slapped them on the stack before her eyes.
By this time, my cock was granite hard and wanting to come out to play. I undid my pants and pulled it to where my balls were on the outside of the zipper. I pulled her as much toward me as I as thrust myself into her wetness.
She gasped through the G string as I rammed my hips into her's, over and over. I wound her hair about my right fist and pulled her head back as I grinded myself deeper and deeper into her.
In time,I felt her shutter and she orgasumed and then suddenly relaxed. Letting go of her hair and wrist, I grabbed her hips with both hands and finished my task as I exploded myself into her. I pulled out of her and staggered slightly to a chair next to the desk.
Sitting here, I watched her as she regained her strength and turned over on the desk to stare at the ceiling. She then sat up and wabbled over to me on those ridiculous shoes. With great concentration, she was able to kneel between my legs and kiss me on the lips.
"Welcome home, Master! You should not take so long of trips without me."
Booping her nose, I replied "Silvia, my dear. That is indeed a fact".
