1. Penny's Worth - Chapter 4


    Date: 4/7/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: KrystalClear, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    Deputy Mark Hoobler from the WHORE-PAC benefit?” My heart nearly stopped beating. He’s the man who dragged me back to the auction. How could I ever forget him? “Am I in some kind of trouble?” She patted my arm, “No; it's not that. Not really. He wants a session with you. He usually turns up sooner or later for most of us.” Quinn nodded her head knowingly. “I did him about a dozen times when I first started here. It’s like an initiation thing.” “I don’t see the big deal. He’s not that a bad looking guy or anything.” Gloria shook her head. “He expects free-bees. He never pays or tips. Think of it as a right to work expense.” “He’d bust girls who don’t put out to him?” “No, but he’s a man you want on your side. He can fix things if there’s ever trouble. If he’s not in your corner, you might have to deal with legal issues yourself. You want his protection.” “How bad can it be?” Gloria interjected, “He has some unique sexual preferences. It isn’t anything rough; it's just different. Let’s just say, he loves being in law enforcement.” At our lunch break, I phoned Dave and explained I’d be an hour late. When I briefly explained, I’d have to fuck a cop, he seemed rather excited. “I may be too tired for you tonight.” “It’s okay; I'll be thinking about you being grilled. I may be too tied, too.” ~ ~ ~ As instructed, I dressed down for the deputy’s trick; a pair of ragged jeans, a tee shirt with holes in it and a pair of sluttish white heels. The shirt was borrowed and too small. My ...
    boobs were tightly packed in like it was sausage casing, and my nipples protruded through the thin fabric. Deputy Hoobler waited in my room, and I looked shocked when I saw him. “So, you didn’t think I could track you down?” Role play is nothing new in the trade; Penny and Bernadette were indicative of that, although this was my first bad girl, corrupt cop scene. “Shit. I thought I’d slipped you. What do you want from me?” I sounded as tough as I could. I was told not to laugh, no matter what. He grabbed my arm. “I hear you’ve been selling your ass out on the streets again.” “That’s a lie. I hook; sure. But, I ain’t no two bit whore.” He shook me. “You’d better not be. This city doesn’t tolerate that kind of thing.” I was propped up with my hands on the wall. “I’m gonna frisk you. Are you holding anything I should know about?” “Just a set of 38Ds in this shirt and a pussy that always willing to accommodate a cop.” “Save it, sister. I can’t be bought.” Actually, you can; I thought. The benefit, this silly staged performance. I kept my thoughts to myself and stuck to script. His hands explored my body from stem to stern. He lingered on my boobs the longest. “I may just run you in anyway.” “No. I’m still on probation. I’ll do anything you want, just don’t pinch me.” “I might go easy this time if you put out.” “Sure, copper, sure. You can give it to me good.” I was getting dangerously close to mimicking James Cagney. “Pull off the clothes and put your hands back on the wall.” ...
«1234...89»