Straight Female / 24
My Hooker Experience
I was looking for a job over the holidays and went to a restaurant that was looking for an evening hostess. I was confident of getting the job as I had hostess experience and I dressed for the job. The manager, a woman, interviewed me and rejected me in my face. "You won't do". no explanation.
I walked out of the restaurant and sat on a fountain. A man was standing by and he said hello and I told him how I had been turned down. He said he had a one night job, serving at their Christmas party. Paid 300 dollars, wear something nice and tight, heels, show some cleavage.
He gave me his card, told me these were engineers, a hot young thing would give them a thrill. I didn't call him for two days. He said he was disappointed I had not called him. I said thank you and hung up. He called back leaving a message, would I wear a black thong. I didn't answer him. That was where I left it.
At midnight he called, would I meet him at the Hyatt bar, short skirt, black thong, lots of cleavage. Did I insist on condoms?. He thought I was a hooker. I told him I didn't need condoms, I only slept with women. He repeated his earlier request, short skirt, black thong, lots of cleavage, was 300 enough? Why I went to the hotel I really don't know. I wore a too small cocktail dress, push up bra, black thong, and 300 dollars on my mind. I'd been screwed, but never for money.
He took me up to his hotel room, asked me to strip, spent a lot of time looking at me in the light of the table lamp. I moved from foot to foot as he looked at me. I felt cold standing there. He stood, gave me the 300, kept the thong and told me to go home and stay away from old men.
When I got home I opened my phone, a text from him. A picture if a girl, nice looking. But I didn't know her. I got a job at a restaurant, and returned to college after the winter break. Halfway through the semester I got a text '11:00 pm, hotel Marriott, bar, short skirt, cleavage, black thong. 300 dollars.
Again in his room I stripped, he looked, after a long time he gave me the 300, kept the thong. Over the next years I was in college I met him, stripped, left the thong, took the 300. Easy money. Until after graduation he became aggressive, no condom, completed himself in me. He kept the thong, I took the 300 and never heard from him again.
I walked out of the restaurant and sat on a fountain. A man was standing by and he said hello and I told him how I had been turned down. He said he had a one night job, serving at their Christmas party. Paid 300 dollars, wear something nice and tight, heels, show some cleavage.
He gave me his card, told me these were engineers, a hot young thing would give them a thrill. I didn't call him for two days. He said he was disappointed I had not called him. I said thank you and hung up. He called back leaving a message, would I wear a black thong. I didn't answer him. That was where I left it.
At midnight he called, would I meet him at the Hyatt bar, short skirt, black thong, lots of cleavage. Did I insist on condoms?. He thought I was a hooker. I told him I didn't need condoms, I only slept with women. He repeated his earlier request, short skirt, black thong, lots of cleavage, was 300 enough? Why I went to the hotel I really don't know. I wore a too small cocktail dress, push up bra, black thong, and 300 dollars on my mind. I'd been screwed, but never for money.
He took me up to his hotel room, asked me to strip, spent a lot of time looking at me in the light of the table lamp. I moved from foot to foot as he looked at me. I felt cold standing there. He stood, gave me the 300, kept the thong and told me to go home and stay away from old men.
When I got home I opened my phone, a text from him. A picture if a girl, nice looking. But I didn't know her. I got a job at a restaurant, and returned to college after the winter break. Halfway through the semester I got a text '11:00 pm, hotel Marriott, bar, short skirt, cleavage, black thong. 300 dollars.
Again in his room I stripped, he looked, after a long time he gave me the 300, kept the thong. Over the next years I was in college I met him, stripped, left the thong, took the 300. Easy money. Until after graduation he became aggressive, no condom, completed himself in me. He kept the thong, I took the 300 and never heard from him again.
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