The date went better than planned. Not only was Mercedes a willing slut all night, but I just finished fucking her ass this morning. That was such a pleasant surprise. I didn't think she would allow me in her ass so willingly and it being her idea. Now all I have to do to complete her relapse is to get her fucked for money. But how was I going to do that?
As we sat and drank coffee looking into each others eyes as lusty lovers, I heard someone yelling, "Geno, are you up there?"
As we heard the footsteps slowly climbing the stairs I yelled back, "Yeah Bro! Come on up!"
Mercedes asked who it was and I told her it had to be Jim because no one else had a key. An excited smile crossed her face as we heard him bellowing, "So how did your date go with Mercedes last night Bro. Did you get any like you planned?"
I didn't answer until he stuck his head in the kitchen and saw her sitting there. Her legs were crossed, but the robe barely covered her assets. Her nipples were protruding from under the white silk and you could tell she was naked. His face instantly turned red when he saw Mercedes smiling.
Taking a sip of coffee she giggled, "Yes I did get some just like I planned Jim. Geno was just along for the ride!"
I put my hand on her knee and said, "I've always liked taking a ride in Mercedes and what a fun ride it was too!"
Jim just smiled and began laughing. He took a cup and poured himself some coffee. Suddenly the buzzer rang to my shop. I looked at a clock and whined that I was late opening up the place. I quickly put on a pair of sweats and walked down stairs. There was this cute couple that had a 10 am appointment for tattoos. They were apologetic about being early. I answered that they were on time but I was running late. We talked for some time and I gave them some art books to decide what they wanted tattooed. Then I went back upstairs to get my work clothes on and get another cup of coffee.
Mercedes and Jim were nowhere in sight. After I poured my java, I went into my bedroom and opened the door. To my surprise, Mercedes was naked sitting on Jim and riding him like she was in heat.
She was sensually moaning, "That's it big boy! Give it to me! Oh god yes! I just love it!"
Jim was wheezing like he needed to breathe. Watching them for a moment, I forgot what a fat tub of lard Jim had become. And there was petite Mercedes fucking him like lost lovers. After some time staring at them, I quietly got my clothes and left leaving the door open behind me. As I did, I took another look at Mercedes fucking Jim.
She turned back, saw me and moaned, "Ah Geno, this feels so good. I hope you're not angry with me. I was just making it up to him for the problems I caused." Then she began moaning, "Oh god Jim, I forgot how much I love you fucking me. Oh yes! Fuck me! Ah! Ah!"
I smiled and left them to their fun. I was happy that Mercedes was fucking him. Now I knew she would fuck anyone I wanted no matter what the guy looked like. But my mind kept wondering about who I could get to pay me to fuck her on such short notice. Suddenly, an idea flashed in my head. I would take her to the biker bar that I knew. I smiled as that thought radiated my consciousness. But how could I talk her into going there and then fucking? That part of the plan still needed to unfold.
It was quite some time that they came downstairs. I was just finishing a butterfly on the cute girls ass, when I heard Jim saying, "Sorry to bother you Bro, but I'm going to take Mercedes to get her car and then to lunch. Where is the back gate lock key so I can park it in the back?"
Looking up, I pointed to the key rack and told him it was the second key. He went over to get it while Mercedes came over to look at what I was doing. She sighed and asked if I was angry with her. I stopped tattooing and looked up at her twinkling eyes and smiled.
"No gorgeous, I'm not angry at all. In fact, I'm happy that you two reconnected. Have fun at lunch." That was how I replied. But what I really thought was, "You fucking slut. You can't even wait until we are done with our special date to fuck someone else."
After my love bird clients left with their new tats, I looked in the back and saw a newer silver two-door Mercedes car parked. I wondered who car it was. Then I noticed the personalized license plate "MER4MER". I knew it was Mercedes car. Turning on the SC football game, I got myself something to eat and made myself comfortable. Around 3 pm my downstairs buzzer went off, notifying me of possible customers walking in.
"Hey Geno" someone yelled. "Are you up there?"
Rushing down, I saw Sam and his brother Justin dressed in their motorcycle garb. They were two guys I used to ride with a few years back. Sam was a 50 something guy with a pot belly, medium bread and long graying hair in a ponytail. He was wearing a skull bandana and his leather vest. Justin was in his forties, muscular thin and just a mustache. He had short hair and groomed. He was in a black leather vest too. I remembered he was now living in Arizona.
"Hey Geno," Justin said. "It's been a long time since I've seen you. How have you been?"
I answered, "Doing great and business has been brisk".
He continued, "I was wondering if you weren't too busy to give me a new tattoo."
Walking up to him I gave him a big manly hug and told him I could. Then I asked what he was doing in town. Justin told me about a birthday party for Hammer this evening and he came in for it. He asked if I wanted to see his new hog. So we went outside and I looked at this nice bright red Harley with gold flames on it. It was a dream bike. Then he said that he had found the love of his life and why he needed a tattoo of her.
As Justin was picking out a tattoo, I got them beers and talked about old times. Just as I started to stencil it on before I inked it, Mercedes and Jim came back and was chitchatting as she came through the front door.
I looked up at her dressed to kill. She was now wearing a light weight white cotton sun dress. Her nips were protruding from under the tight material and it fell just below her knees. The light shining through it silhouetted her form, like she wasn't wearing anything under it. She had on 3" platform white heels with gold inlay that made her look taller. She also had on a gold anklet. The anklet was an item Jim had all of his girls wear when they were whoring. I was somewhat surprised that she was wearing one now.
Jim was following carrying some bags as she sensually said, "Geno, do you like my new dress?" A quick pause as she twirled for us. "Sorry for being so late but we went shopping because I needed some fun clothes to wear."