"So then he said if it's that red why did she touch it in the first place!?" Mick said into his phone.
Sally laughed "I bet she took that really well!"
"She seemed furious but I think she was just trying to cover up her shame. Still at her mother's place though."
"That's funny, poor Steve, I don't know what he sees in her really."
"Me either."
"Listen I have to get going, I've got work. I'll text you later tonight."
"No problem, you still at the sales place?"
"Yeah. It's going well actually, I'm enjoying it."
"That's great, I'm glad it's working out. Talk to you later."
"See you."
Mick hit end call before stretching his arms out along the back of the sofa and looking down at the bulge in his jeans. He was always weirdly turned on after talking to her on the phone, she had a voice that just sounded like sex.
They had been friends for nearly two years now, speaking every day and had become really close. Nothing had ever happened between them but he kind of wished it had. She had just never seemed interested and he didn't want to ruin the friendship.
He gave his hard cock a quick squeeze through his jeans and thought maybe he should do something about it before getting on with the day.
Mick picked up his phone, opened the web browser and typed in the address to his usual website. He scrolled through rows of naked people all doing interesting things to each other. He sighed, seeing nothing that particularly interested him. Just the same old stuff.
Hitting the button for a new tab he typed in local sex and pressed search. The expected stream of unbelievable promises came through but he wanted something he could imagine was real at least.
Hot women this, MILF that, barely legal creepy, adult work... he tapped the link out of curiosity and saw a page full of adverts for escorts pop up. He hadn't ever thought about paying for sex but it wouldn't hurt to look.
After selecting the gender, putting in the postcode and a radius of ten miles he hit search and saw there were about twenty women. Surprisingly some were closer than a mile away. He clicked on the first one to see an older lady that apparently lived really close. His cock was achingly hard at the thought. She wasn't what he was looking for but the idea that someone was only eighty pounds, a text and a short walk away for casual sex was thrilling.
He clicked back and selected the next one, she was younger but the big fake boobs were off putting. The next was intriguing, she was only a couple of miles away and didn't show her face in the photos but she had amazing curves. He clicked the private gallery option and saw he needed to pay to access it. After a moment thinking he reached over for his wallet, created an account and paid two pounds to see the photos.
Still no face on show but these pictures showed everything else. She was gorgeous with perfect big tits and a sexy round bum. They showed her in various positions, even bent over on all fours on a bed. He unbuckled his jeans and slipped his hand down around himself, stroking slowly as he looked at the photo of her arse.
He noticed up in the corner that it said she was available today. Could he actually do this he thought as he paused with his hand on his dick. He could just carry on wanking, come over her photo and get on with his day. On the other hand maybe he could actually meet her.
Sitting and thinking about it for a moment, feeling himself throb in his hand he decided to do it and clicked on her number to text her.
'Hi, my name is Phil. I'm local and I really liked your profile, this is my first time doing anything like this but I wondered if you were available for an hour today?'
His finger hovered over the send button as he felt his heart beating quickly in his chest. He hit it and let out a nervous breath. Nothing to do now but wai.... His phone went ping.
'Hi Phil! I'm glad you messaged. I'm available this afternoon working at a hotel, Would three be ok for you?'
He looked at the clock and saw that gave him an hour to shower and get to whichever hotel she was at.
'Three would be fine, thank you. Which hotel am I going to?'
'I'm at the Travelodge on fletchers way. Look for room 67. I take payment on arrival just so you're aware.'
'Oh of course, I'll get the cash ready. Thank you, see you at three.'
He couldn't believe what he just did, his heart was beating so fast and cock was rock hard. It would take him about fifteen minutes to drive there so he better get a move on and shower he thought.
Thirty minutes later he was showered, dressed in a casual shirt and jeans with his car keys in hand. Fifteen minutes of driving after that he was in the Travelodge car park nearly shitting himself.
At Two fifty five Mick stepped out of the car. Should he have brought her a gift? He wasn't sure. What about tips for a good job? His mind raced as he locked the car. No time for any of that now, just go in and meet her. He took a deep breath and set off.
"Good afternoon Sir," said the lady at the welcome desk.
"Afternoon," he replied, not daring to make eye contact with her.
Did she know? No how could she, she was just doing her job he thought as he walked past and down the hallway a little bit too quickly.
"Get it together man," he mumbled to himself.
Sixty to eighty, this was the corridor he wanted. His heart was beating out of his chest as he went past sixty four, sixty five and finally stopped at sixty seven. He smoothed his hair and straightened his clothes before taking a deep breath and knocking.
Some soft sounds came from the room followed by metallic rattles of the latch and finally the door opened slightly to reveal a beautiful woman in black lingerie and a silk robe.
"Hi swee.... Mick! What the actual fucking fuck!"
"Sally! Oh shit!"
"What the hell are you doing here!? Get in before anyone sees!" Sally said as she pulled her robe across herself tightly and opened the door for him.
Mick quickly stepped into the room as sally closed the door behind him.
"Christ I thought.... I didn't know it was... fuck.." Mick stumbled to say.
"You're fucking Phil?!"
"Yeah, I hadn't done this before so I thought a fake name would be a good idea... I had no idea it was you! You don't show your face on the profile!"
"Well yeah, so people like you don't recognise that I'm an escort Mick. I didn't think anyone I knew would just make an afternoon booking, fuck."
He sat down on the end of the bed and ran his hands through hair.
"So this is the new job?"
Sally sat down next to him and sighed loudly.
