Linda and Mark went back to work and returned to normality for the next few weeks. Linda often found herself at work sharing a coffee when suddenly images from the beach, or the field or from her bondage experiences would well up unbidden and the conversation would drift into the background as she relived those moments for a micro second. Mark also was in an almost perpetual state of mental arousal. He found Linda completely bewitching and beguiling. They both felt such a powerful erotic charge existed between them and it was maintained at a low heat during their everyday lives but they both felt it could be fanned into flames when they indulged in any of their new found play and games. Linda would surprise him every now and again by answering the door in one of her collars and a variety of slutty outfits. They had taken to watching porn together some evenings and Linda was still ravenously eagerly researching and exploring lust enraging fantasies. An idea formed in her head to role play as a hooker that her husband had hired.
The seed grew into an elaborate fantasy and she began to plan it out in her mind. They would stay in a room in a hotel in a city in another state. Then Mark would head off and book another hotel room from where he would ring her looking for a lady of the night. Then Linda would get dressed up and serve herself up for the lusty appetite and use of the horny punter. She envisioned herself walking through the hotel lobby trussed up like cheap whore beneath her jacket and then present herself as a body for hire. The idea germinated in her mind until she had to mention it to Mark. He was thrilled by the suggestion and eagerly joined her in planning the weekend with her. Mark added some details to her plot such as the wearing of a blonde wig to add to the illusion and make her feel like a different woman. They went on line and checked out some hotels in a nearby city. They needed two hotels that were close together and checked out that one of them would be relatively empty and that a cheap room would be available on the night. Mark told her he would pack her whore outfits and the following weekend they were on the road on the way to the hotel. They checked in and then Mark left a bag on the bed.
"I'm off now, I'll be in touch later, you should use the time to get yourself ready. When I call I will be looking for Gabriella. I'll stay the night in the other hotel, you can stay here and I'll call for another appointment in the morning and visit you here."
"Make sure you go have a look in your wallet before you phone."
He gave her a playful slap on the ass, picked up a small suitcase he had prepared and disappeared out the door in a hurry. Linda had a shower and wrapped herself in a short bath towel. She sat down on front of the mirror and applied some bright makeup liberally to really tart herself up. She then opened the bag and an array of lingerie, fishnets and flimsy outfits feathered onto the bed. Linda then sat down on the bed and awaited calls from any punters. She tried to get herself into character and took out the blond wig Mark had purchased and tried it on. The thick tresses engulfed her dark crown and fell far down her back. She looked in the mirror and another person stared back.
Mark had booked a hotel room in a small and sleazy hotel a few blocks away. He had just got inside the room and was looking around. It had a small bed with a head stand, a small bathroom and a TV. He took out his laptop and put on some porn to get himself revved up.
The images flicker and shimmer on the screen. On the screen a woman is giving a man a sloppy blowjob, the man takes his cock in his hand by the woman's mouth and shoots a stream of cum over her face. Mark opened his wallet and found a folded pamphlet that Linda had made and printed. It said "Need a date for the night" and had an amateurish drawing of red lips and the silhouette of a woman's breasts printed on thin paper. Mark lifted the paper out and looked at the screen again to see a man penetrating a woman from behind and dialled the number.
Linda answered the phone. Her voice was throaty.
"Hey baby, this is Gabriella, are you looking for company tonight?"
Marked managed to stutter, "Yes, I think so. I'm from out of town. I'm staying at the Lucky Star Motel . . . um, how does this, um . . ." You break in and say,
"I've been to the Lucky Star, don't you worry. Why don't I tell you my prices and you can tell me how you would like me?"
Mark stared back at the TV and looked at the porn star. She had blonde hair, and big, pouting red lips. She was on her hands and knees and a man was fucking her from behind. He was pounding into her really hard and her breasts were shaking back and forth.
"So it's 50 dollars for a blow, 100 dollars for a fuck or 200 dollars an hour and for that price you get the best piece of ass in town."
"I'll need you for at least two hours and I want you come dressed ultrasleazy and to be ready for some role play. I want you to dress as a slutty maid and knock on the door saying room service. The service must include deep throat, facials and some light bondage."
"No problem baby but that will cost you another 100 dollars."
"OK , room 200 in half an hour."
"See you then baby."
Linda let the towel drop and fished out the tiny and skimpy French maid outfit. She slipped into it and the backless dress clung to her curves and hung low revealing her deep cleavage and most of her voluminous breasts. The tiny dress's hemline barely covered her tight heart shaped ass. She didn't bother with any nickers and then she drew the fishnet thigh highs up her svelte and supple legs. Some milky white thigh peeked out beneath the dress and above the thigh highs. Linda then slipped into some vertiginous red fuck me heels and slipped on her above the knee jacket. She then trotted out the door and downstairs. Some men stole quick glances at her graceful, tarty figure from beside their wives in the lobby and she went outside to hail a cab. It was just getting dark as she slid into the back of a cab. The jacket rode up her toned thighs as she asked to be taken to the Lucky Star Motel. The cab driver grunted ok and Linda could see him eyeing her in the wing mirror. He immediately thought that this sexy young lady moving between hotels was on the make. As she was getting out at the hotel he risked a question.
"If you are free later hotstuff I'd love a quick fuck."
Not sure what to say Linda responded,
"Give me your card honey, maybe I'll give you a call later."
She tucked it in her pocket and closed the door on the smiling middle aged man. She strode into the hotel past the reception desk where a young lady closely scrutinised her. Her pussy was dripping now as she got into the lift and pressed 2.
Meanwhile Mark had replaced the main bulb with one that cast a red hue. He was wearing dark glasses and a wig himself. All to add a sense of unfamiliarity to the encounter. He had left the porn playing in the background. He heard a knock on the door and a female voice saying "room service."
"Just a minute," Mark went to his bag and lifted out a collar with "whore" written in diamond letters. He opened the door and let her in.
Linda brushed past him and into the room. There was a wicked look in her eyes. Mark just needed a sexy body to fuck. Images of all the dirty things this hooker must have done flashed through his mind and make his penis throb. He hungrily looked her up and down. Linda watched him in his long haired wig and dark glasses and saw just a random horny punter lusting after her and not her husband.
"I'm glad you wanted company tonight... , there's no reason for a man like you to be sitting alone in a motel room." She looked up at the TV and watched the porn for a second, "That looks like fun don't you think?"
Linda reminded him how much it will be and I point to the money on the dresser. She pushed the money into the pockets of the only true article of clothing she had on on, the suit jacket that hangs thigh length.
"i'm not cheap but I'm worth it, I aim to please, so what will it be big boy, how do you want me?" she said in a husky voice.
