That was the bet; one night and no one could accuse me of being a pansy ever again. Also 20 bucks. It might seem pathetic to you, but that 20 bucks will feed me for a week. How bad could it be, anyway?
Harvey sat alone in the bedroom with the lights turned off, listening to the laughter of his friends just outside, apparently still bargaining with her. The idea had been discussed innocently enough at first- theoretical strippers are still mostly harmless- but when it was suddenly upgraded to hooker, plans started getting dicey and now he was cut out of the loop altogether.
The woman they found was an average looking woman with short, blonde hair. She wore a tight, red tank top over a short, denim skirt and walked with a pronounced sway in her hips. Before he was pushed through the bedroom door, she had looked him over once and smiled, showing a gleaming set of white teeth, though one in the back appeared to be missing. Lord knows what they were saying now.
Quietly, he stood and tiptoed to the door. He pressed his ear flat against the wood, but recoiled in shock when the handle began to turn. Luckily, it was only one leap backwards to the end of the bed.
"Paid in advance, such nice boys." She closed the door behind her and put away what looked suspiciously like a wad of bills in a small, black purse, which she then deposited near the door. "Harvey?" Her voice was a pleasant alto.
"Y-yes ma'am?"
"Oh heavens, darlin'. Just call me Ruby. Now, your friends have arranged a little somethin' for you. They say that you're as ripe as a new cherry and I don't rightly know if you're up for this, but I haven't turned down a sum of money quite like this before, so I haveta ask," Ruby stepped closer, her breasts just about eye level, "Are you willin'?"
Little Harvey responded instantly, but Big Harvey took a moment longer. Technically, he could back out and probably no one would blame him too much, but he wasn't about to let them see him chicken out. "Yes."
"All right, then." Ruby took his hands and pulled him up. With surprising sweetness, she touched his face before softly kissing him. Harvey forgot to react, so she pulled back and laughed saying, "I won't bite... yet." The next time, he kissed back.
"Wait," he said when they broke apart, "Why are you... I mean, don't you just..."
Once more, she laughed prettily, brushing a lock of golden hair from her eyes. "It's your first time, sweetheart; you'll remember this for the rest of your life. Besides, dirty tramps need love, too." Her sentiment was sincere, but she immediately undermined her words by pulling off her tanktop to reveal an expanse of smooth, pendulous breasts. "Go on and touch them," she said, noting his transfixed gaze.
Though his hands shook, Harvey did reach out and caress both tits, feeling their weight fill his hands and rubbing her nipples with his thumbs. Impulsively, he leaned down and took one in his mouth, rolling the little bud with his tongue, making her breathe heavily. "You will be fun to teach," she stepped away and turned toward the door.
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