Over the next two weeks Mark arrived at her house four times. He always paid her for her services, but he also always made her feel like a princess. A couple of nights he paid her just to talk and that's all they did, they spent most of the night just talking. He even talked to her mom and learned more about her that way. Every time he left, Michelle felt more and more guilty about her job profession but she knew she couldn't just give it up. She didn't have the skills to get a job that paid good enough to take care of her and her mother.
If she didn't have her mom to think about she would give it up in a second, but she wasn't on her own, she had to take care of her mother. So she went to work every night like she always did. The only difference was when she was fucking the guys, she was picturing Mark in her mind's eye. She knew she was in trouble, but had no idea how to fix it.
It was getting colder, the summer nights were waning as Fall approached. She stood on the avenue, looking sexy and watching the cars as they drove by. She thought about saying fuck it and going home, she had a couple of customers but with the weather getting colder, fewer guys were looking for partners. She knew pickings were going to be slow with fall and winter coming, but at the same time she had a small nest egg saved up to get her mother and her through the colder months. She was just hoping she didn't have to break into it.
She looked at her watch, a little after 9. Most of the other girls had already given up for the night, yet here she was, still out freezing trying to score. She sighed and looked towards the street, there were a few cars but they all just drove right past. No one seemed interested in coming out in the chilly weather for a date. She reached into her pocket for her cell phone to call her mom to let her know she was on her way home when a car pulled up against the curb and stopped. Michelle started towards the car then stopped, there was a woman sitting in the passenger seat. Obviously not a guy looking for a date. She grabbed her cell phone and started to pull it out of her pocket when the woman rolled down the window and called to her.
Michelle looked around but there was no one else, just her. She figured the couple was probably lost so she walked slowly towards the car. "You lost?" She asked leaning on the windowsill.
The woman looked at her with a smile. "Um, no...she looked at the man behind the wheel who nodded then turned back to Michelle. "Um, are you working?"
Michelle looked at the woman warily. "Y...yes, depends on what you are looking for."
The man leaned over towards the woman and looked at Michelle with a smile. She guessed the couple was probably in their early to mid thirties and had money, from the way they were dressed. The woman looked at the man again as if she was unsure what to say. The man put his hand on her knee and squeezed it then looked at Michelle. "Why don't you get in and we can talk, its cold out there.
Michelle thought she should turn around and go home, but money was money, so she opened the back door and climbed into the warmth of the car. The man turned around in his seat and smiled at her. "I'm Jerry and this is my wife Tiffany."
Michelle nodded to them. "I'm Michelle." She licked her dry lips and swallowed trying to get moisture into her throat. "Um...what are you looking for?"
Jerry let his eyes drift over Michelle's skirt and half shirt that showed under her jacket that she kept open. He brought his eyes back to her face and his smile widened. "We are looking for someone to play with us." Michelle looked at him wide eyed. "Both of us."
Michelle put her hand on the door handle. "I've never been with a woman before." She said solemnly.
Jerry chuckled. "That's okay, it would primarily be her watching you and I then her playing with you. You might play with her but we don't know for sure yet."
Michelle stared at him. "Um...I don't know."
The woman leaned over and whispered something in the man's ear. He looked at her and she nodded so he turned back to Michelle. "My wife really wants to play with you." He said staring at Michelle.
Michelle held onto the door handle and looked at the man. "I usually don't do couples." She said softly.
The man and woman put their heads towards one another and talked quickly. It seemed the woman was trying to convince the man of something. When she squeezed his arm and said something quickly he smiled and nodded then turned back to Michelle. "We'll pay you $1,000.00 if you'll do it."