Her Husband Doesn't Know She's Resumed Her Trade

I don't know how funny this is but it was surreal, that's for sure. There's a prostitute I've been seeing off and on for 8 or 9 years. She got married a couple years ago and stopped working, but she let me know about six months ago that she was back in business, so to speak. I text her when I want to see her, and she comes to my house. A few days ago, though, she texted me and wanted to know if she could stop by. I said fine.


I have a stiff back and the best way for me to have sex is in a sturdy wooden chair with her facing me. She straddles me so I can penetrate her, then she starts bouncing on my cock. Her phone's within reach and it rings. It's her husband. She puts her finger up to her mouth to signal me to keep quiet.


She starts talking to her husband without ever breaking rhythm. All during the conversation she keeps bouncing on me. I can't remember her exact words, but it was close to what is below.


I couldn't hear what her husband said, but he must have wanted to know where she was.


She said, "I told you, I was going to pick up a few things."


He says something but I can't make it out.


"I'm not home yet because you can't seem to fix the goddamn car or get it fixed.


He says something.


"Yes, I sound out of breath because I'm still walking. It's a long way to the store."


He says something.


"No, I haven't stopped anywhere! What the hell do you mean by that? I'm not doing anything but getting us some food and stuff we need."


He says something.


"I'm hanging up."


Then she said to me, still bouncing, "He's so drunk he can't even get off the couch. He's worried about where I am. Shit. Well I wouldn't be gone anywhere if he'd get off his lazy ass and fix the car and look for work."


I don't know how I came after hearing all that but I did. She put her panties, shorts and sandals back on and said thanks when I handed her the money.