“Oh my god!” I grunted in a deep whisper sounding older finally, but ready to pump my jizz, with only one downward stroke! Shit!
When she brought her lips back up to the top, letting my skin drag as it pulled back into place, I could tell that she was smiling?
How do you smile while sucking cock? Well, I don’t know the answer, but I knew that she was smiling, and my cock was the happiest cock in Texas.
The total release of my prick was the only thing keeping me from spurting, but she went down again, so I was lost! On the third stroke I was cumming. Did her smile get bigger? I swear that she was now smiling with her eyes! She felt me start to cum and her eyes became happier or maybe the light just caught them in a different way?
I was breathing like I had run up the three flights and she kept pumping. She knows what a man wants, and she was not giving me a girlfriend suck. She kept the tongue moving on the bottom of my cock and she demanded all of my cum with her eyes. Like a demon.
I was glad she had me sit. I had no energy as she cleaned me up and pulled my briefs back up, but she couldn’t get them over my ass, as I lay there spent.
“Okay. I will let you know when I need you Ben,” I was dismissed.
You probably already guessed that Chai was a hooker, a lady of the night, a whore, a prostitute, a cortisan.
She came to Dallas because she liked how they treated whores in this city. “There’s a price to pay in every city,” she explained one slow hot night.
Here, it is Captain Munsey that you have to satisfy. He was a rookie the day that Kenedy was shot, and he came up through the ranks of the Dallas PD, that would always be known as ‘The city that killed Kennedy’.
Now, as the Captain of the Vice Division, he insisted on two things.
One, any cop can get a blow job from a hooker, whenever and wherever he finds one.
Two, a cop will never be caught on camera, in his uniform with a hooker.
Hookers had to suck, while cops never got to fuck, and they always took their pleasures in private.
Those two rules meant a lot to Chai. She didn’t have to fuck a cop for free, and more importantly, she didn’t have to pay for protection! She said it was almost as if she owned her own body, just a little suck now and then and the system kept moving along.
All hookers had to be known to Captain Munsey, and of course he would fuck them himself if he was so inclined, but the rule was untouchable for the rest of his team, and Chai was happy to keep her pussy and her money to herself. Of course there were women that fucked cops, but Chai was not one of them. She thought of them as kept women, and she was in Dallas just so she wouldn’t have to be kept by any man.
She didn’t do a lot of work out of her apartment. The mom’s and dad’s in the area would cause a ruckus over that. She usually took her men to the Pomeroy Hotel on Liberty Dr. She had an account there, at a very nice rate, but the clerk always helped her to get the John to pay. He would pay twice as much as Chai would pay, and sometimes they paid for the same room 3 or 4 times in one night. They got cash as often as possible, so that they didn’t have to report it.
Chai saved her apartment for the women.
No one cared if she brought a woman home. They could be chatting about kids or housework, but of course she was really licking their pussy and bringing them the orgasms that they couldn’t get anywhere else.
Over the next few weeks I helped her to bring in nearly every piece of furniture, and in exchange she let me watch from the balcony when she serviced a woman. It is not something a young man ever forgets.
I learned a lot more from those nights where I just sat and watched her work. Penthouse was not right about a lot of things. If you watch a woman who has paid to be pleased, you will see what they really want, not what they think you want them to want.
I saw how gentle and caring she is when she laps at a woman’s vagina. The nipples are always handled softly and she never grabs the breast hard, or the ass. It’s always about being gentle and probing, always looking for the trigger that she needs to pull to make her melt into an orgasm. It was the first thing that she taught me, when she needed some comfort herself. I could just lose myself in the folds of her sweet vagina. Licking at her clit, kissing her labia, then sucking on it and grinding my tongue into it. I might finish her with a steady paddle of her clit or a vigorous lapping into her pussy, using my finger to tease her bum hole.
I had probably masterbated a thousand times, while laying on the other side of that wall. Hearing her with a woman, she often bumped her off of my wall, just so I knew. Never hard so that my parents would wonder, but I would alway be laying there, with my hand on my cock.
I graduated as an Electrical Engineer, and my first job was with Johnson Controls in Arlington, Texas. The Dallas Cowboys play out of Arlington. They are Dallas’s new claim to faim, after the ‘Killer of America’s Hope’, we brought them America’s Team, the Dallas Cowboys!
When I got my first paycheck I waited for Chai to get home from working the fans at the bars downtown. She would be tired and needing some comfort of her own, but I wanted to fuck her, like I’ve wanted to fuck her for a very long time… well, over a year.
I waited on her balcony, as I have done dozens of times. This time she was alone.
“Is there a working girl living here?” I asked her when she saw me there. It was after 4 in the morning, and she looked more exhausted than I remembered ever seeing her.
She grabbed her pack of smokes with the lighter and she climbed out on the balcony to sit with me, and to relax into a smoke.
I pulled a J from my pocket and I got to see her smile again.
“Are you a gift from the gods?” she asked, low and quiet. Sound really travels far on a hot summer night in Dallas.
She took the joint and flicked her lighter, pulling in a giant first toke.
“The fucking cops found three of us eating donuts in the all night place on Grimley,” she started, then had another big draw.
They took us in their back room and we sucked off the two cops twice, and their night manager got a free suck too,” she complained. “They’ll be getting free donuts for a year after the double team they made us give the Manager,” she bitched while remembering the act.
“I won’t be able to eat there now. Just thinking of him giving those cops free food, for the blow job that I gave him! It makes my stomach turn, so I won’t be going there any time soon.” She was pissed off.
“I was hoping to use my first check as a working man to get laid,” I proudly confessed. I had two Benjamins in my hand, which I knew was the going rate.
“Oh, honey, I could never charge you full rate,” she whispered as she grabbed one of the two and stuffed it in her pocket. “Besides, you’re going to have to keep the noise down, we don’t want your daddy knocking on the door,” she rolled her eyes, as if that had ever happened. My parents knew what she did, but they like the quiet neighbors the most. Years later I would wonder if mom liked keeping dad excited, just having a young hooker around can keep a man younger I think.