Janey rolled her stockings up one at a time and attached them to the garters. A man once told her that the garter belt, garters and stockings provided a perfect frame for her pussy and drew attention to it. She stood up and looked in the mirror, I guess he's right she thought, and continuing to look at herself she thought,
"Damn I look good!"
Red hair – everywhere – nice legs, a slim waist, small but well shaped breasts, and her face, even without makeup, well, she'd like to kiss her. Should she wear a bra' tonight? No, just that black see-through blouse, that would look good. The skirt had to be chosen carefully, but she was sure the lacy black one, just above the knee, yes, that would do. You couldn't wear it out, or at least you had to be careful, because with stockings on it might show the tops, which wasn't cool, but her black panties would act as a short slip, and just to go up to a motel room, unless the guy wanted to go out to eat or something, could be very inviting. And sort of old-fashioned, lacy, tap pants, black, of course, guys liked that sort of thing. Shoes? Not the super-heels, as Ron liked to call them, but a pair of sexy open toed ones, yes, the silver ones.
As she dressed, she thought again about the man she was going to meet, he'd sounded so young, so uncertain, when he'd called. He'd never been with a woman before, so this could be fun. At first he didn't even know she'd want money, and it was always difficult to explain that part. Guys always wanted something for nothing. She'd learned the hard way to get the money first or they'd get what they wanted, then try to stiff you. She was glad, though, that she didn't have to do this for a living because too much of a good thing could get old pretty fast. She wondered what he looked like, she always did with a first timer. He sounded real down-home, a real country boy.
She was all ready to go, 8:15, and it would take about half-an-hour to get to the motel, but where was Ron? Probably having a drink with the guys from the office, not knowing that she had a date. But she liked to kiss him goodbye before she went out, and let him know where she'd be. She heard his key in the lock, good, now she could leave.
"Hi, honey." She kissed him.
"Where the fuck are you going?" He'd been drinking, and pulled her ass toward him as they kissed.
"I gotta go. Got a call a couple of hours ago, and have a date."
"Shit, I was just thinking we might have some fun tonight as it's Friday. There's time for a quickie, come on." As he pulled her toward the bedroom.
"NO! If you'd come home half an hour ago, yes, but now I'd be all messy. I have to go."
His hand was feeling under her short skirt. "Look, just bend over the hall table. I'll be quick."
"No, Wait 'til I come home. I'll try to get away early." And she pulled away, opened the door and was gone.
She pulled into the motel parking lot half an hour later. There was a convenience store across the parking lot, with a few people going in and out as she walked over to the building, went up the stairs looking for room 208. A couple of guys in the parking lot watched as she went up the stairs, probably eying her legs and short skirt, thinking they could see something, so she walked close to the rail. They couldn't see anything, it was too dark, and black underwear wouldn't show anyway, but guys liked to think they could see up your skirt, and that amused her.
She knocked at the door and a young guy who looked under 18 opened it.
"I hope you're of age." She said
"Of age, what d'you mean?"
"Like over 18."
"Sure – everyone thinks I'm younger than I am. I'm 21"
Well it didn't matter, he could be lying, but who'd know?
She kissed him on the cheek and went into the room. She had to get the money thing over, because she'd been burned a couple of times in the past.
"You know what I charge, I think, I have to have the money first. $200."
"Oh sure I'll give it to you later."
"No I'm sorry, I have to have it now." And she quickly explained that men often tried to get out of paying after they'd got what they wanted from a girl.
He still didn't pay up but just stared at her, at her breasts through her blouse, so she let it go.
"So where do you want to start?" She asked him gently, "Shall we sit on the bed and talk?"
"I'd like that." And as he sat on the bed she sat down close beside him.
"You've never been with a girl before?"
"Nope."
"Not once? Shall I help you?" And she put her hand on his thigh.
Then, "Here, put your hand on my breast." She took his hand and placed it on her breast. This was going to be tough.
"Mm, that's soft." He murmured nervously.
She undid her blouse, glad she hadn't worn a bra. "Now touch me."
"Nice."
"Feel how my nipple gets hard when you touch it......That's it, now roll it between your fingers.....Oh, oh yes, I like that. Not too hard, there I like that. You're making me very hot." She was telling the truth, she was getting hot.
"I like you're titties, but they's kinda small."
"Do you think so? Some men like to kiss them. Why don't you?.............Very nice! You could suck on one if you want."
He pulled back, "I ain't sucking on no titty. I ain't no baby. I want to see what you got down there." He pointed to her skirt.
Okay. She stood up and slowly pulled up her skirt, then slowly pulled down her panties and took them off. Might as well give him a good show. Then she sat down again with her skirt pulled up to show her crotch. He stared at her pubic hair, then reached over and touched it.
"How come there so much hair on it?" He asked.
"That's the way all girls are." She was puzzled, what did he expect?
"My brother showed me a magazine with girls in and they just had an iddy bit o' hair, or nothin' at all."
"That's because they shave themselves. I shaved myself once, but didn't like it, so I don't do it now."
"I like to see it without no hair." He said petulantly. "I like a girl's cock to look nice and smooth. Would you shave it for me?"
"Don't know, not now but if we got to know each other real well I might." While she told herself, "In your dreams."
"What do you call this thing, is this your pussy?" As he ran his hand over her pubic hair.
