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Short Story Sunday 3/19/2017 (Sage)

I got out the cab and tipped the driver.  Bag held close I walked to the 20 story hotel. I can’t believe this man lives in this palace off of my fucking money. Walking to the concierge’s desk, the woman behind the desk looked up and smiled.

“Hi, how may I help you?”

“I’m here to meet Mr. Walker. He is expecting me.”

“Name?”

“Xiochitl.”

“Last name?”

“It’s just Xiochitl.”

“Like Beyonce?”

“No, not like Beyoncé. Xiochitl.”

“I’m sorry. Uh yes, I see your name on the list. He’s in room 2060.”

“Thanks.”

Like Beyoncé. Tuh. I walked to the bank of elevators and waited with a few other people that were standing there. The doors opened and we got in. Luckily I was the only one going to the top floor. Once the others had gotten off, the elevator finally stopped at the 2oth floor. It was quiet. Almost too quiet.

I looked at the sign to see which way to go and turned left. His room was in the corner of the hall at the end. I looked at the window, fixing my wig. I rang the doorbell. I waited a few seconds then heard someone coming to the door. He opened the door completely naked, dick hard. He wastes no time.

“Glad you made it. Did you find it okay?”

“Who doesn’t know this hotel?” I said sarcastically, walking in, pulling my gloves tighter.

He had furnished the place nicely. Gold trim, black suede couches, a pool table, typical bachelor’s pad. There were pieces of art on the wall, all naked women in sexual positions.

“Where’s the bedroom?”

“My kind of woman. This way.”

I followed him down the hall to a room that was the size of my downstairs kitchen. For a place like this you would think the bedroom would be bigger. I threw my bad at the head of the bed and took off my coat. I wore nothing underneath. I knew this was going to be a messy job and didn’t want to leave any evidence I had been here.

He came up behind me and kissed my neck, squeezing my breasts. I pushed him off.

“Lay down.”

He quickly got in the bed and laid on his back. I secured each limb with some rope to the four bed posts. I could see his chest rising and falling quickly. He must’ve taken something.

“What did you pop?”

“Ecstasy and a molly.”

Figures.

“Aren’t you going to take your gloves off?”

Ignoring him, I took out my whip and let the tassels run up his leg before I snapped it against his chest. He groaned and his eyes grew wild. I pulled out a condom and climbed between my legs, taking the condom out the wrapper and sliding it down his dick with my mouth, sucking as I went down.

I didn’t have much time and needed this to be quick before the real escort got here. I straddled him and slid down slowly, watching his wild eyes. They were beginning to turn read. I rode him up and down, bouncing fast and hard. I could see him foaming at the mouth. Fuck, this was going to be shitty.

He writhed under me as he came. I got off before he could finish.

“Why’d you get off?” he seethed. “I was fucking cumming.!”

“Yeah, I know, but then I thought about it and decided you didn’t deserve it.”

“I paid you $2,000!”

“No, you paid Xiochtil $2,000.”

“What?”

I took off my wig and threw it in my bag, and then pulled off the silicon mask Tyrell made for me. His eyes got big.

“Fucking Sage!”

“Damn fucking right.”

“What is this?”

“You fucked me over, now it’s time for payback.”

“What you’re going to leave me here tied up?”

I pulled out my syringe and placed it in one of his needle marks on his arm. He screamed and tried to move, but I knew this place had sound proof walls.

“I have cameras,” he foamed.

“My team has already taken care of that.”

I injected his arm with potassium chloride, only enough that he would die slowly. All it would do was stop his heart. He began seizing and foaming at the mouth. With the drugs in his system, they would think he overdosed. I untied his arms and legs and put everything back in my bag. Giving the room a once over as his body moved about wildly, veins popping out of his neck, I put on the mask , wig and coat.

When I got to the door of the bedroom, I remembered the condom. I walked back in and took  it off, placing it in a Ziploc bag in my bag’s side pocket. My head snapped when I heard the sound of the front door unlocking.

“Shit!” I whispered.

Grabbing I bag, I ran to the window.

“Will?” called out a female voice.

I opened the window to a fire escape.

“Yes!”

I climbed out and closed the window behind me. I peeked in as a woman came in the room. When she realized he was dead, she screamed. Then another person came in.

“Jeremy!”

I felt the blood boiling under my skin. That piece of shit. Why is he here? I ran down the fire escape. I dialed my sisters number.

“We have a motherfucking problem!”

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I trailed a finger down his chest to his dick, which to no surprise was just waiting to burst out of his pants.

“I…I’m a virgin,” he whispered.

“Don’t worry, it won’t hurt.”

Unzipping his pants, I pulled his dick out. He gasped and stiffened, looking at me. I stroked him softly and he put his hands on my ass, unsure if it was okay. I knelt down and licked the pre cum off his tip.

“You have to breathe or you will pass out.”

He let out a breath and relaxed. I sucked him fast and hard. He screamed as he let out the first nut, probably his first nut ever.

“Oh, fuck!” he said in French.

I pushed him against the wall, turned around, lifted my dress, grabbed his dick and pushed it in me. I bounced back and forth on him as he moaned and gasped. He grabbed my hips.

“Pull me faster,” I said. For a scrawny boy, he had some strength. I reached between my legs and grabbed his balls.

“Ah, ah, fuck!” he screamed.

I pulled his dick out and led him back to the dining room. I pushed him in a chair and straddled him. He started to get the hang of it and pulled my breasts out, sucking on them. I bounced harder and faster. I reached behind to grab his balls, making sure he didn’t come in me. Just what I would need, a baby by a baby.

His balls were hard and I knew he was on the edge. I got up and sucked him dry, him screaming again. To my surprise, he got up and lifted my on to the table on my back. He spread my legs and sucked and licked me like a pro. This, he had most definitely done before.

He circled and sucked and licked and took all of me in his mouth. I came over and over. I screamed when he shoved his dick in, this time, him taking complete control. He breathed fast and hard and grabbed my breast, fucking me like his life depended on it. In so many ways this was wrong, but he was legal and it felt so good. Guess I can add cougar to my repertoire.