Chapter 9
Nita Fraser had been giving a great deal of thought to her situation, her future, her son's future. Chris had moved into her bedroom so her physical need was reasonably satisfied. He was a wonder in bed, especially for one so young. What troubled her most was money. She had a good job and kept her bills paid, though there wasn't much for extras for her or her son. He was an exceptionally bright boy and should go to college, but there was no money for that. If his father was different he... hell, that was wishful thinking. She didn't know if he was alive or dead.
She tried not to let it bother her work and bent over the open ledger on her desk. She had worked for about fifteen minutes when her boss came in with a tall, muscular young man. They had spent the morning looking at homes for sale.
"You're interested in the Brownlee place, I can tell. It's a real buy, Ned. They have to sell fast," her boss said.
"Yes, it's roughly what we wanted, but my wife won't be in until tomorrow, and I wouldn't say for sure until she sees it," Ned said. "Let me think about it. I'll drop by after lunch and maybe run out and look at it again."
"I'm tied up until two; will that be okay?"
"Sure. I wanted to take a nap, anyway. It was late when I drove in last night."
"Nita," her boss said, "I've got to run. I'll be back no later than two. Lock up when you go to lunch."
"Okay, Mack," she answered.
"I'll see you at two, Ned," he said, and left the office.
"Well, alone at last," Ned said, turning to Nita.
"Yeah, isn't it peachy," she answered.
"You're Nita, right?"
"How did you guess?"
Undaunted, Ned continued, "When are you and I going to get together? I'm free until two."
"I'm not," Nita said. "Free, that is."
Ned laughed.
"I thought you said your wife was coming tomorrow," Nita said.
"That's why we should get together today."
He laughed again.
Nita looked at him. He was a good looking young man and dressed expensively. She wondered where he got the money to consider a house like the Brownlee's. He couldn't be over twenty-five.
"I have an hour for lunch," she said. Nita made a quick decision, one that she had been considering for some time, and added, "How much is it worth to you?"
Ned wasn't sure if she was serious, but decided to play along, anyway. "Fifty bucks," he said.
"Well... "
"Seventy-five," she said.
"Okay, Ned. Where?"
"My motel."
She looked at her watch.
"I get off in fifteen minutes."
"I'm parked in back," he said, "a blue Thunderbird."
"Hell, Mack's gone; I'll give you an extra fifteen minutes."
She locked the door and they went around the building to Ned's car. She got in and lit a cigarette. Nita suddenly felt very excited. She was going to fuck for money, something she had never done. She wondered if she should ask for the money first.
Ned got in behind the wheel. "I suppose you want the money first?" he said.
"Of course," Nita answered, trying to act calm.
"Do you take checks?" he said, reaching for his wallet.
Nita realized that she was actually going to do it and slid close to him.
"If it's certified," she said, and put her arm around his neck.
Ned felt her hand on his cock. He started taking out bills as her hand shd inside his pants. He dropped several bills in her lap.
"Oh, honey, you have a nice one. Can I kiss it?" Nita said.
Nita bent down, gave his cock a couple strokes with her hand, and planted a wet kiss on the end. She didn't know if whores did this or not, but she wanted to. Her son was good, but this was a new cock, a strange cock. She hadn't realized how exciting variety could be.
"Oh, God, lady, that's good," he cried. She had his cock in her mouth, wetly sucking. He took out a couple more bills, let them float from his hand.
"I'll make it a hundred; you sold yourself too cheap."
She lifted up and kissed him, one hand on the back of his head, the other holding his hard cock.
"Do you want me to suck you off?" she asked.
"Hold it, I got an hour coming."
"Sure. We can go to your motel and you can fuck me there after I get done here... if you're able."
Ned wasn't sure if he would be able, but he felt challenged. Besides, her mouth felt so good on his cock, and it was something his wife refused to do.
Before he could answer her head was in his lap. She wrapped her lips around his cock and started to suck. She held the shaft in her fingers. He was moaning quickly, both of his hands on her head.
He was glad she was doing it, even if he couldn't get it up again. It was really his first blow job. A girl had sucked his cock once, but she stopped before he came and she wasn't as good as Nita. Goddamn, it felt like she was trying to suck his nuts out through his cock.
"Good, good," he moaned. "Don't stop, honey, keep sucking. I wanta come in your mouth."
Nita wanted him to come in her mouth. It was the only way. She enjoyed sucking Chris's cock, but it was fun to suck a full grown one, too. He would have so much more stuff for her to swallow. He should have a real load.
Nita's fingers speeded up, her mouth sucked harder. Ned was gasping and hunching up, driving his cock deeper into her mouth. He was almost to her throat when his come started squirting. Two thick jets came out and then his jism just seemed to bubble and pour into her mouth. She almost choked, but managed to get it down. It was the biggest load she'd ever experienced and had almost filled her mouth. She raised up, her eyes watering, and smiled weakly.
"I won't need any lunch now," she said.
"I really oughta let you out now. I'm wiped out."
He knew he shouldn't have let her go down on him. She had sucked him dry. Still, it had been damn good, as hard a come as he remembered having, and he could afford it. Besides, if she was available today, she'd be available again.
"Don't be a dummy, Ned. Let's go to your motel. I'll get it up for you again."
She looked at her watch.
"It's only twelve. We still have a full hour left."
Ned let her tuck him away and started the car. She stuffed the bill into her purse and settled back against the soft cushion. It was the easiest hundred bucks she'd ever earned and there had to be a lot more fellows as eager as Ned. She knew a lot of guys that wanted in her pants. Maybe they couldn't all afford a hundred bucks, but she could scale it down accordingly. It would be for Chris's college fund.
They got to the motel and went in. Ned got a bottle out and poured two glasses of whiskey. He sat heavily in a chair and sipped from the glass. He was still spent.
Nita took a couple of swallows, put her glass on the table, and started a slow strip. Her blouse went one way and her bra another. He watched her through slitted eyes and poured more whiskey into his glass. She had magnificent tits and they bounced so nice when she moved. By the time she was down to her pantyhose, he was on his third drink and half hard. She peeled them off and came up close to him, waving her bare cunt inches from his face. He reached out and pulled her close, her cunt fuzz against his face.
"Do you like to eat pussy?" Nita cooed.
"I... I don't know," Ned stammered.
"Well, now is a good time to find out."
Nita pressed against him and the chair went over backward. Ned landed on his back, scooting out of the chair, with Nita on top of him. He lay stunned for a moment, then looked up and started laughing. Nita lifted herself up to her knees. She straddled his head. He looked up into her cunt.
"Beautiful," he said.
She reached down and lifted his head up between her legs. "Eat me," she cried, loving the role of aggressor.
His face came against her wet cunt. He smelled her pussy, tasting the first salty breath from her thighs and then the ripe woman taste.
Nita held him while he ate her pussy. She quivered against his hps, moaning at the delicious touch of his tongue. He devoured her with his mouth, his cock pressing hard against his pants. She had said she'd get him up again, and God, she really had.
She felt weak, her legs grew numb. She started to come, yet somehow managed to hold him tight against her crotch. She gasped with each wave of pleasure and finally could hold him up no longer. His head hit the floor with a bump.
Ned lay in a daze for several minutes. When his head cleared, she was lying on top of him, his cock out of his pants and deep in her clutching cunt. She was humping mightily with her hips and ass.
It was good being on top, doing all the work, when the guy's cock was long enough, she thought. There was so much action when she was spread out on top, the thick knob just inside the mouth of her cunt. His stiff shaft rubbed hard against her clit. It made for a quick come.
When she came, she lay heavy on him trying to get more inside, her mouth smothering his, her tongue deep and probing. He hadn't come yet and she was glad. Once more would finish him for sure.
She sat up, pushing his prick deeper in her cunt. She sat on the thing while she unbuttoned his shirt. She finally got off and pulled his pants off.
"Get your shirt off and let's get on the bed and finish it right," she said.
They finished it right on the bed, his lean body on top, his cock to the hilt this time. She came again moments before he grunted and emptied his nuts in her cunt. He held it deep, spurting his stuff. His wife usually made him pull out and it felt good to just let go. He gave her a couple of last .shots and lay still, enjoying the sensation of her cunt still wrapped wetly around him.
Nita finally pushed him off and got off the bed.
"I've got to get back to work. I don't want to get fired," she said.
It was already after one, but she took a quick shower, anyway.
When she was dressed, Ned was drinking again, and still lying on the bed naked.
"I'm already late, honey, and you haven't started to get dressed," she complained.
"Drive yourself back. Keys are on the bureau there. Feel drunk, gotta sleep. Leave the keys in car. I'll get it later."
He took a swig from the bottle and closed his eyes.
Nita shrugged and went out to the car. It was a quarter till two when she unlocked the office. Mack came in five minutes later.
"Where's Ned? His car's out in back," he said.
"He must have gone for a walk or something. He hasn't been back here."
"Probably out looking at other houses," Mack growled, and went into his office.
I just hope he buys one and moves here, Nita thought, he will be a very good customer.
Nita felt good. Fucking for money wasn't any different than fucking for fun. She could get her rocks off and show a profit. There had to be plenty of men willing to spend a few bucks for a quickie or a neat, fast blow job.
When she got home from work, Chris was already there studying. She still felt horny and took off her clothes. She put on a pair of tiny bikini panties and went into his room.
"Study break," she said, and got on her hands and knees. "Time to play horsey with mother."
He stripped and got behind her. He draped himself over her back and grabbed a tit in each hand. She could feel his cock between her legs. She cavorted foolishly, snorting and naying like a mare in heat.
She grunted and stopped moving when she felt his cock enter her ass. She still wore her panties, but they were pushed to the side just enough to let his cock find the puckered hole. He held her tight and pushed in.
He fucked her like a rabbit, his hands sliding off her tits to move down her belly to her cunt. He rubbed her pussy while he jabbed rapidly into her asshole. She started coming the instant she felt his wet goo fill her ass. It was always so good this way.
After supper, she left Chris studying in his room and slipped out of the house. She got in the car and drove to a little bar at the edge of town where she knew a lot of men spent their evenings. It was time to let the word out that she was available to all comers.