The next afternoon found me sitting on the passenger side of Veronica's car, a very posh leather-clad full size truck with very dark tint. It was not what I pictured a truck as being & I felt like I was in a drug deal or something. Issue was, I was the deal; well, part of me was the deal. "How is this going to work?" I asked timidly. Already, Veronica was driving, taking me somewhere. My head was spinning.
Well basically "I'm going to 'lend' you out to some friends." Veronica said. "You're going to please them, and in return, I'm going to help your student debt, and hand you some spending money as well." At a stoplight she said "You just do what I tell you, and we all walk away happy, OK?"
I took in a deep breath. " well OK, but just what is this person going to expect me to do? And just who the Hell are these women anyway?" I noticed that Veronica had pulled into the lot of the local Hilton.
"OK, slow down, lover boy," she said. "They're mostly customers you've seen at my shop, plus a few 'other' people I know and have connected you with. This customer is one of those." Turning off the truck she then instructed me "Slide over to the center section here. Good boy" she added as I complied. "These are ladies that have needs, & you're not going to be expected to do anything weird. You're just fulfilling those needs."
Veronica handed me an envelope. It had $100 cash in it. "This is your spending cash. When you're done check your debt at Uni and don't worry about my part. Also in there is a name and a room number." As she said this, she unzipped my pants and took out my cock. "Have you had sex today David?" she asked, as she fondled me. It was so detached and so erotic to be treated this way.
"Nuh-No...Ooh....." I responded. Her grip did feel nice, and I went hard instantly.
"Good," she responded. "I'd love to smear my lipstick sucking that off, but I have an appointment." As she said that Veronica gave my cock a few pumps, much to my delight. "Now you tuck that beautiful thing in, get out, and follow the directions on the card. Text me immediately after you leave her room, I'll pick you back up."
Again I was stunned, but I was also quick to comply. Part of me felt incredibly dirty for what I was doing. I mean I was getting on an elevator to fuck someone I'd never even met! But part of me really liked it, aI hated to admit. I was super-nervous as I reached her room and knocked.
Professor Regina Ford opened the door! Mrs. Ford was a Professor at my University, a department head to boot! She was about my mom's age, a mix of Hispanic and Black. Despite being older than Veronica she was an attractive lady, tall and thin. The students knew her to be very much married, with teenage kids she frequently brought to school functions and a husband that was frequently out of town. Mrs. Ford wore black glasses and had very long jet black hair. She was was really into working out, and she was wearing the hotel-supplied robe
"Come in, David." She said, and offered a smile that was a bit shy.
"Yes ma'am" I simply said as I walked in, totally shocked, and I guess the look of surprise was palpable.