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“I’m glad. How long are you staying?”
“Unfortunately I leave tomorrow morning.”
“That’s too bad,” she says. “You think you’ll be back anytime soon?”
“Actually I’m due to be back in a couple of weeks,” I say. “You think you might be free?”
“I can probably wiggle some time out.”
“What about friends?”
“Yours or mine?”
“Yours,” I say. “You got any that are as hot as you are?”
“Honey, nobody is as hot as I am,” she says with a smile. “But I got a few that are close.”
“Well, maybe next time you can bring one of them along too.”
“Oh, I’m sure we can arrange something.”
“I’m sure you can,” I say with a smile of my own.
After all, that’s what I want. And the beauty of escorts is you get what you want. Every single fucking time.
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AN AFFAIR WITH THE EXTREMELY KINKY COUGAR (DAY THREE)
It was 4:30 PM and Peter had just got home from work. Shawna was supposed to come over later that night to hang out. They didn’t have any specific plans, maybe a movie, maybe a pizza, eventually getting freaky. But first Peter was going to relax, get in a quick jog, take a shower.
But Peter didn’t have time for any of that. He hadn’t been home for more than ten minutes when he heard his doorbell. He wasn’t terribly surprised to see that it was Shawna. From all accounts, wasn’t one for sticking to plans. When she wanted something, she didn’t wait for it. And apparently she wanted him right now, not in another three hours.
Peter opened the door and let her in. She was dress in a pair of shorts, a T-shirt and tennis shoes. There was no indication whatsoever of what was to come.
Without saying a word, Shawna grabbed his hand and led him over to the couch. Once there, she spun him around so his back was to it and pushed on his shoulders, dropping him, seated, onto the cushions.
“What’s going on?” Peter asked, a confused little smile on his face.
“They’re doing things a little differently today,” Shawna said.
“Is that right?”
She nodded her head.
“And what exactly—” Peter said, but she bent over and put her hand over his mouth, cutting him off in mid-sentence.
“Stop talking and just do what you’re told,” Shawna said. Her face was completely serious, with no hint of humor in it.
“Okay,” Peter said once she’d taken her hand off his mouth. “If you insi—”
She smacked him in the face, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to shut him up immediately.
“I told you to stop talking,” Shawna said. “And I’d suggest you start listening to him. Understand?”
So that’s what the game was tonight. Fair enough. Peter had no problem doing what he was told. At least, not from Shawna. He nodded his head.
“Don’t say a word unless you’re answering a direct question from me,” Shawna said. “Got it?”
