Part two
She strolled once again down the wide thoroughfare heading for town, once again her captors evaded, her friend, her rock, once again providing an escape from her Husband, and His family and their outdated Victorian ideas.
Her soft soled trainers padded near silently contrasting her trademark stilettos worn for newspapers and TV, the unseen unnecessary corset and stockings and her freshly shaved and waxed bare pubes gave her a tingle of anticipation, her decision not to wear knickers adding to the thrill of walking alone, and vulnerable, through these mean streets.
A cab pulled over "Need a ride"
"Not tonight, I'll walk; it's such a lovely night"
He drove on.
She saw a tramp, he recognised her, she knelt to speak to him her knees apart he gazed mesmerised at her crotch.
"Skin coloured panties, you would not know I was wearing any," she said, then continued on to the bookies.
Mrs James was in her lair, the downstairs room where men paid and then waited to go up to the bedrooms.
"Hello, Mrs James, are you busy."
"Oh yes we are Angie, could you do a couple of hours in number four, that's the one right at the top"
"All right I'll get a shower first"
She climbed the creaking stairs.
She removed her expensive designer clothes folding them neatly, hanging them placing them carefully in the locker provided and she took the key on the chain and hung it round her neck.
She took the old bathrobe from the back of the door to hide her nakedness as she made her way down to the girls waiting room with its shower, brushing against a punter as they passed, which sent a thrill of anticipation shooting through her.
She discarded the bathrobe, showered and was drying herself when a punter opened the door,
"Sorry Love" he said, she dropped the towel.
"Hello, I'm Angie"
She said pouting with a thumb in her mouth and the other thumb in her sex, His eyes bulged and he seemed to have difficulty breathing, she recovered the towel, he calmed down.
"I want you next time" he stated firmly "Bloody Hell,"
She dressed in a none too clean Black Basque and laddered stockings and pressed the button, Mrs James the Maid or Concierge spoke,
"I have a straight for you, young, fit, it might take a while"
She had seen a double ended dildo, she retrieved it lubricated the end of it and eased it into her vagina; the young guy almost came before he got in the room, seeing her masturbating.
"Sorry love, you're my first tonight, a girl has to prepare you know,"
He undressed, completely and she rolled a condom on him.
"You can pull it out or tease me with it if you like"
He gently extracted the dildo, and joined her on the bed; she guided him in and lay back.
He was tentative so she raised herself so her breasts rubbed his chest, and held him close he speeded up the rhythm and soon shot his load.
She took the filled Condom from him and threw it in a scented liner in a pedal bin.
Room Four had a washbasin but no WC, She asked him to excuse her and did a wee in a bowl, which she tipped in the basin; his erection had reappeared larger and harder than ever.
"I thought I dealt with that," she said with a wink "We had better try again".
She rolled a fresh Condom on to him and encouraged him to enter her standing up,
"There that's nice isn't it" she said and fingered his arse, he lost control and came immediately, once again she disposed of the condom.
He dressed and left.
She pressed the button.
"Can you do Flagellation; this gentleman wants a mild whipping."
"I have a black Basque and stockings and there is a whip here so yes"