Chapter 3
In the days that followed, Cindy entertained Valerie's younger brother. It was beginning to get Valerie uptight, that her brother was paying that much attention to Cindy. She decided she would have to think of something, to turn him off her. One night she thought of the perfect thing. She had a girlfriend that she thought she could put him on quickly.
"Little brother," she said softly, "how would you like to make some money?"
"Well I should get a job soon," he said, "I've got to start earning my part of the upkeep."
"So right," she said, "and I'm glad that you feel that way. That makes me want to help you all the more."
"What did you have in mind, Valerie?" he asked her.
"Well there's this very sweet girlfriend of mine," she said, "she lost her husband recently."
"That's too bad," he said, "it really is."
"Yes that's true," she said, "she thought the world of him too. Jan married him, of course when he was ninety-three. And she had two wonderful years with him."
"You mean she was doing it with a ninety-four ninety-five year old man?"
"What's wrong with that?" Valerie smiled smugly, "that's the best kind. You can make them happy in their last years."
"Well I can figure that out," he said, "she married him at that age because she could get a lot of money when he passed on to his reward."
"Well that's true," she said, "Jan does like material things. But she was a pleasure girl, who saw her opportunity and seized it."
"You mean she met the guy when she was giving him some sex. She was hustling?"
"Well yes," she said, "you might call it that. I prefer to use the word pleasure. Because that's what we give."
"Yeah," he laughed, "you always like to sugar-coat everything don't you Sis?"
"Yes little brother," she laughed.
It was obvious to him, that she did have a way of minimizing her own guilt in anything.
"Jan has a beautiful place up on the North Shore. He left her with this lovely home, and she's lonely going around those fifteen rooms. What can one girl do with five bedrooms, and five bathrooms?"
"She can always turn it into a cat house," he laughed.
"Oh not now," she said, "Jan has gone legit. She even took some courses in college. She's trying to improve her mind."
"Well," he said, "maybe this would be a pretty nice chick to make it with. How old is she?"
"Twenty-four," she said.
"That was a few years between their ages wasn't it?" he laughed.
"A few," she said, "but that made Jan appear all the more precious to the old man. He adored her. He really did."
"I can imagine," he nodded.
The idea appealed to him. Yet, there was something that made him hesitate. A man getting paid for fucking, just didn't seem right.
"Sweetheart," she smiled, "she would give you a hundred and ten. She always likes to tip ten."
"Well that's nice," he said. "Yes that's real nice."
"I think it is," she said, "Jan was such a turn-on, when she was a young girl that she used to have everybody on the make for her."
"Well she must be a gorgeous chick," he said.
"She really is dear," she nodded.
As she continued talking, he was becoming more and more turned on with the idea of having sex with her.
"I don't want you introducing me as your brother," he said, "Cindy knowing that, is enough."
"Well certainly," she said, "do you want a new name?"
"Yes," he said, "why don't you call me Jeff Richards?"
"Why not?" Valerie giggled, "Jeff Richards. My, that sounds so distinguished."
"Well let's see what you do with her," she suggested with a sly smile, "she just begs good-looking men."
"It's okay with me," he assured her.
The whole idea appealed to her a lot.
"You know," she said, "they say she uses her mouth a lot. She goes all over a man with her tongue, licking everything."
"Does she eat ass?" he asked.
"Well I don't know," she admitted, "you'll have to ask her that. Back when we were all working for Ted, he made us do everything. Cindy is a liar. She pretends she didn't do a lot of that. Well honey she did. You can be sure."
As he listened to his sister talk,, he realized she was a cheap, common slut. Yet he didn't despise her. He could see that sex to her was a game. Nothing evil, nothing dirty. Nevertheless, in the viewpoint of the majority of society, she would be considered common, cheap, and bordering on a tramp.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked him.
"Am I looking at you in a strange way?" he asked, "am I?"
"Yes dear you are," she said, "and it makes me worry."
"Why baby?" he asked Valerie.
"Well," she confided, "I probably never should have told you what I do for a living. The moment Dad wrote and said you wanted to visit, I should have refused. But it seemed so pathetic, you growing up there in dullsville."
"Well it was pretty bad," he admitted, "And I'm glad that you wanted me to come and visit you."
The idea of making a hundred and ten dollars appealed to him more and more by the minute.
"I bet that woman has everything she wants," he said.
"Yes that's true," Valerie said, "she does. Of course, I'm speaking in the material sense dear. There's one thing, that Jan doesn't have."
"Well what's that?" he asked. "Love," she said, T don't think Jan has ever had love."
"Do you think she wants it?" he chuckled. "With all that old man's money, she ought to be able to buy all she needs."
"I've learned one thing," Valeria said, "you can't buy love. Oh you can buy sex all right. But you can't buy love."
"Well maybe you can't buy the real thing," he chuckled, "but I would settle for a few expensive imitations."
"Well all that glitters is not diamonds," she said, "I've learned that."
"How did you learn that Sis?" he asked.
'The hard way," she laughed, "some men were giving me diamonds. At least I thought they were, and I was giving them action like you wouldn't believe. Imagine my surprise, to find out these glittering gems were not diamonds at all. They were fakes."
From all that his sister had told him about Jan, he could hardly wait to meet her.
"You gonna introduce me to this chick?" he asked her.
"She'll take you on my recommend," Valerie informed him.
"Well that's pretty good," he smiled, "just tell her a good-looking stud by the name of Jeff Richards with a cock yeah long, wants to fuck her. How does that grab her?"
"I think she'd dig that," she said, "Yesss. It sounds exciting."
Valerie called her a few moments later.
"Hi Jan," she began, "How are you honey?"
"You've been to the West Indies?" she said, "how exciting. I bet you had a good time there."
Jan went on to tell her, about the exciting black man she had seduced. She told her how long they were, and how strong they were.
"I bet you broke their endurance records," Val laughed, "if I know you honey."
"Well I gave them a good time," she assured her.
"Well I know you could," she laughed.
She got a big charge out of the whole idea. It appealed to her a lot.
"Well he's a nice young man," she said, "his name is Jeff Richards. He's new to Chicago. From the farm country."
"Could he fuck like a farmer?" Jan asked.
"You've been drinking haven't you?" Valerie asked her.
"A little," she said, "how else am I going to spend all the money that he left me?"
"You're terrible," Valerie told her bluntly.
"I know it," she said, "but the world's a fucked-up mess, so what's wrong with 'me being a little fucked up too?"
"Well that makes sense honey," she laughed.
As they continued talking, it became evident to her that Jan was escaping through booze. She didn't know whether to put her young brother on this woman or not.
"Now he charges plenty," she said, "what would you say if I asked a hundred and twenty?"
"It's steep," she said, "but if he's good, I guess it's worth it."
"He's superb," she said, "you don't have to worry about that. Hell give you a fuck you won't soon forget."
"Well all right," she said, "if you say so."
"I say so, honey," she told her.
The meeting place was arranged, and as Valerie drove him to the Pump Room, where they were to get together she had second thoughts.
"Baby," she told her younger brother, "if you want to back out, it's all right. I don't know whether I should start you on this path or not."
"Oh don't get cold feet," he told her, "I want to have a little fun."
"Sometimes," she said, "a little fun ends up in a lot of trouble."
"I know what you mean," he said, "but I've got to live. I've got to experience. I need an affair."
"Well you're like a headstrong young thoroughbred," she observed, "but it's your life. It's what you want."
She absolved herself from all responsibility. Even though she knew in her heart, that she was responsible for getting him involved.
The first glimpse he caught of Jan he would never forget. She was a red-headed gal, with ivory skin and green eyes. She had a beautiful mouth, that he could just imagine slipping around his cock.
"Hi there Jeff," she said, "I'm Jan."
"Hi Jan," he said, "how goes it?"
"Well I've had a rough time of it," she said, "I guess you heard about the last of my late husband."
"Yeah," he said, "it's too bad." -
"It really was dear," she said, "we had a marvelous relationship."
"Wasn't he kind of old to be making it with a gorgeous chick like you?" he demanded.
"You're very bold," she said, "I don't know whether I like you or not."
"Well we're just ships that pass in the night, baby," he said, "just flesh connecting. Nothing more, nothing less."
"The whole world is a flesh market," she said nervously, her lower lip quivering, "let's buy something to drink honey."
They bought a drink at the bar, and then they decided they would have dinner.
"You're such a handsome fellow," she said quickly, "you don't know how turned-on you get me."
"Do I turn you on that much?" he asked.
"Oh yes you do," she insisted.
After a couple of drinks, he didn't find Jan displeasing to him at all.
"I'll bet that old Valerie has said some horrible things about me," she said to the young man who captured her interest now.
"Well she simply said you were a gold-digger," he laughed.
"It's not true," she said, "I was searching for happiness. But I was looking in the wrong place."
"Yeah old money-bags," he said.
"That isn't funny," she said, "you don't know what that old man put me through."
"Well I have a hunch what you put him through," he told her.
"You have no right to talk to me that way," she said.
"I'm only trying to level with you," he said, "so I hustle. I don't try to say I'm interested in fucking you because I love you. I'm interested in screwing your sweet pussy, because it means money. Dig?"
"You're brutally blunt," she said.
"Isn't it refreshing?" he demanded.
"No," she said, "I would much prefer that you lie to me like all the others."
"I see," he said, "you are used to having the men lie to you, to spin circles around your ego and make you happy."
"Precisely," she said, "that's what you are being paid for. Didn't Valerie explain everything?"
Now she was so burned up she didn't care to continue the relationship further. At that point, he knew he had to do some fast foot work.
"I give a great fuck," he said, "nine solid inches. Solid cock baby stabbing into that tight pussy of yours. It is tight isn't it?"
Putting her on the defensive, brought, a sharp and immediate reply.
"My pussy is all right, honey," she said, "you don't have to worry about that. I didn't make all that money, doing it with my old man because he was crazy about my character. My character is in my ass, and I can prove it."
"Well let me tear off a piece," he laughed.
"All right," she said, "if you want to put it on an animal level, I can do that too."
The point was being made, and effectively.
"Let's start playing games," he told her.
"I'm tired of games," she said, "I want to go to my place on the North Shore. Do you want to drive my Cadillac?"
"Why not flaunt a few things?" she said, as she finished paying for the bill, and tipping the waiter well. She told him thank you in French still trying to impress her young lover.
"Oh you're a sharp dame," he said, always trying to put on an act. Well, I don't think you are so elegant. I think you are cheap common tramp. You made money, but that doesn't change the facts. You are a common ordinary tramp."
"You little bastard," she snapped angrily, "I'm sorry I ever got involved with you."
"For your information," he said quietly, "that goes double."
He was about ready to walk out on her, when she changed her mind.
"Oh come back here," she said, "I was only teasing. Don't you know when a girl is playing games?"
When he got a load of the gorgeous silver Cadillac, he changed his mind about his personal ego trip. He decided he might as well go along with her, and give her what she wanted. He figured he could give her a savage fucking, that would make her think twice before she got another man.
"I like your intense ways, Jeff," Jan purred, as she watched him driving out the Lakeshore Drive.
'Thanks," he said.
He didn't care to get involved in any Teddy talk. He figured, as long as there was somewhat of a personality clash they would do better if they didn't talk.
"You're a handsome guy," she said, as they neared her palatial home on the North Shore. 'Thanks," he said to her.
When she directed him to her house, he was impressed in spite of himself. It was a beautiful, Mediterranean home. It was on a small hill overlooking the lake.
"This is home," she said, "Not much, but home."
"Not much my ass," he said, "you've got a gorgeous pad here and you know it."
"Well it's comfortable," she agreed.
At this point, he was actually concerned with one thing. Getting his rocks off. In spite of himself, he couldn't help be attracted to Jan's appealing body. He particularly liked her bosoms. They were firm, and round. And they didn't sag. Above all they didn't sag. If there was one thing he couldn't stand, it was sagging bosoms.
"Oh baby," he told her, "you're a gorgeous chick."
"Thank you," she said, "but don't compliment me too much. I've been complimented all of my life."
As he gazed once more at her cleavage, he nodded and smiled.
"I can see why," he told her.
It didn't take him much longer now, to get the top part. He was eager to get into her place, and have some fun with her body.
"Hey baby," he told her, "you know you really turn me on."
"Quit talking," she said eagerly, "I want sex with you, and good sex." There was no doubt in his mind now about what he wanted. But the problem was in getting her to go along with him.
"Now sweetheart," he told her, "you are too much. You know that I want a good time with you. A real good time."
"I understand," he said.
She didn't waste any time in preliminaries.
"Let's go up to my bedroom," she said, "it's specially equipped for sex."
"Well I figured it would be," he laughed.
"You're right on," she told him, "yes honey we'll have a good time."
The whole idea of sex was getting him stimulated and her too.
"Now baby," she said, "I go through a little ritual. I like to wash off what I eat."
"All right," he said.
He began taking off his clothes casually.
"And I have another ritual," she said, "I don't pay for what I get, until I obtain satisfaction."
"Satisfaction is guaranteed," he told her.
"We'll see about that," she said.
She was hot for him now, and he was hot for her. There was something extremely exciting about her, that appealed to him.
"Baby doll," she said, "you really are stimulating me. You just hang in there, and let me wash you in the tub and then I will eat your cock."
"Good," he said, "I want you to go down on me. And lick my ass and give me the whole works."
"Certainly," she said, "I would be disappointed in you if you didn't want a lot of action. I'm a woman of action myself."
"I figured you were," he told her.
She was getting the point, and so was he.
"You know, baby," she said, "you really are a handsome cat."
"Well thank you, baby," he said, 'let's have some fun."
She was naked now, and he could see her well-shaped body beautifully.
"You're gorgeous," he said, "when you have everything off baby it's easy to see Why any man would go out of his cotton pickin' mind to fuck you."
They got in bed together, for a brief moment.
"Let's just wrestle a minute," she said,. "till we get nice and sweaty. Then I'll put you in the tub and wash you off."
He enjoyed the idea, of a nude wrestling match with her.
'That's it honey," he said, "wiggle your body for me."
As they lay there in the bed, and he glanced at her he felt a sudden compulsion to kiss her. He bent over, and pressed his lips on hers.
"Ohhh that feels wonderful," she said, "just wonderful, baby."
Now she figured they were sweaty enough to take the bath. Getting in the tub, she began soaping him down.
"If there's one thing I love," she said, "it's washing a man's body off in a bathtub."
"Why do you enjoy that?" he asked her. "I don't know," she said, "I just get a charge out of it."
"Haven't you ever tried to figure it out?" he asked curiously.
"Absolutely not," she explained, "I think that the worst way, for anybody to be happy about what they are doing is to calculate every move. That makes it so dull, so mechanical."
"And you don't consider yourself a mechanical fuck," he laughed.
"Never," she exclaimed, "oh never. I consider myself a good fuck all right, but there's nothing mechanical about the way that I do it. I put a lot into it."
"I bet you do," he told her.
He was becoming more and. more intrigued, about having her lick his body. She was such a gorgeous chick, that he could just imagine what it would be like.
"I love that hair of yours falling on your shoulders," he smiled.
"It isn't my natural color," she said, "I give it a rinse."
"Well it still looks beautiful," he told her. "Well thank you love," she smiled. Her green eyes were flashing with hot desire at this point.
"Baby," he smiled, "you're going to give me a good time?"
"You bet your sweet ass I am," she smiled.
When she finished washing his cock, she told him to turn around.
"It's hard to bend over in such a little bit of space," he said, "but if you want my ass in your face, you're welcome to it."
He laughed, as he got out of the tub and knelt. His ass was up in the air, allowing her an easy opportunity to wash him.
"Go on baby," he told her, "wash me."
Her hands played with his asscheeks, as she washed his body at its most intimate areas.
"That's what I like," he told her, "Yesss. I enjoy that."
The pleasure was building now, as he continued.
"Ohhh baby," he panted, "this is a lot of fun."
He was continuing now, and becoming more and more stimulated every second.
"Ohhh baby, when your hands are pressing on my prostate, it feels delicious."
They finished bathing, and then they dried each other off. When they went to the bed, she made a very strange request.
"I want you to kneel on the bed on all fours and bend over," she told him.
"If you say so," he laughed.
He bent over, and then she crouched behind him. His ass was in her face, right at the place she wanted to be. Grasping his asscheeks firmly, she bent over and let her tongue start licking, Energetically, her tongue worked around his buttocks.
"Ohhh baby," he panted, "it feels good to have you lick my ass like that. Keep it up."
She continued licking, and he was becoming more and more excited.
"That's how I like it," he told her, "ohhh yes, baby. That's beautiful. Keep it up."
She continued licking and lapping there. And every moment was more beautiful to him.
"Ohhh yes, baby," he panted, "I love that. That's what I like. Keep doing it."
The pleasure was increasing with every tongue lash.
"Ohhh WOW!" he panted, "that's beautiful. That's the way I like it. Come on baby, lick it."
The sensational pleasure continued, as she pressed his prostate, while she licked his asscheeks. When she had finished that, she gave him a new treat he had never had before. She thrust her great bosoms against his buttocks.
"Now honey you're supposed to do this," she instructed him, "you push your ass back, and I press forward with my bosoms. That's it. Oh doesn't that feel good?"
"I like it," he assured her, "that feels sensational. Ohhh yes. Keep rubbing those gorgeous breasts over my ass."
She continued doing this, and then she reached around at the same time and began pumping on his rock-hard penis. He loved the feel of her hand there.
"Ohhh baby," she groaned in delight, "that feels fantastic. Yesss I love that. Keep that up."
He enjoyed the feeling of her hand there. She was pulling vigorously now.
"WOW!" he panted, "that's sensational. Your tongue sweeping up my ass, and your hand pumping on my penis."
She didn't do this for long, for she wanted to get the juice from his male member. She surged underneath him and then clasped his ass pulled him down over herself.
"Drive it into my mouth," she ordered him.
Carefully, he guided himself into her.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Eat it."
He stabbed it into her mouth, and she licked vigorously.
"Sensational," he panted, "that's the way to do it. Yesss baby. Feels fantastic."
The pleasure was mounting every moment, as she continued doing her thing. Her lips fastened tightly and she was squeezing.
"Eat me," he cried eagerly, "ohhh yes baby, eat my cock. That's what I like. Come on baby, eat me."
The pleasure was building every second. He could hardly stand it now.
"Eat my cock," he commanded her, "that's the way to do it. Come on baby, lick the shaft."
Her fingers were playing with his balls, as no woman ever had before. And the pleasure was building in his hot loins as he thrust forward. He knew it couldn't be much longer before he would juice in her face.
"Faster," he told her, "yesss baby. Pump it."
She let her mouth travel up and down the length of his penis. He knew that it wouldn't be much longer till she licked it.
"Ohhh just like that," he groaned in delight, "that's the way I like it. Yesss baby. Now you're doing it. Ohhh yes baby, keep that going."
The sensational action, continued. In any moment, the pleasure became more stimulating to him.
"Yes baby," he blurted, "now you're doing it. Love it. Lick it. Lash it."
With hard, driving jabs he thrust it farther down her throat. And then the dam burst. The creamy white cum flooded her throat.
"Ohhh I'm juicing," he exclaimed excitedly, "I made it. Yesss, baby, I'm there."
The pleasure, that had burned in his loins had given him sexual thrills he never knew possible.
"Ohhh baby," he panted, "you are beautiful."
She didn't pull her mouth off him, until she had finished draining all of the cream in his cock. When she finally did, she slapped his ass playfully and lay back.
"Was that a good blow job?" Jan smiled.
'The best," he said, T should pay you."
"Well it wouldn't be the first time somebody paid me," she laughed hoarsely.
"You know honey," he said, "my tongue is eager to get into your pussy. How about pushing that gorgeous muscle in my mouth?"
"I'd love to," she said eagerly.
Jan didn't take long, to give him herself. This was what she wanted. To press her pussy against his lips, and watch his tongue slip out and lash across it. As she straddled him, he gripped her asscheeks.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "give it to me."
The hot tongue stabbed in there vigorously. He flicked his tongue across her clit. The pleasure, was enormous.
"Beautiful baby," she gasped excitedly, "ohhh yes. I like that so much. That's the way to do it. Ohhh honey, that's fantastic."
The sensational delight that he was giving to her, made her feel that he was indeed the best young lover she'd ever had. He went at it, like an animal. He was cold, and unsophisticated. But one thing for sure, he wasn't a used item. He was a fresh young man, with a good cock and a hot tongue.
"Ohhh lick me in there," she said, "get it sticky and slippery. Let your tongue slide in there, honey."
He pumped it to her, and as the excitement built she became more and more eager for him.
"Beautiful, baby," she moaned in delight, "yesss honey. That's what I like. Ohhh lover, do it."
The super-charged sensations, that had been generated had thrilled her now.
"Lick me there," he cried eagerly, "ohhh baby, I want it so bad I can taste it;"
The sensational action, brought him there.
"Beautiful," he moaned in delight, "just beautiful."
Finally, she knew that she would be juicing soon. She wanted him to be playing with her asscheeks and pinching her bosoms before she shot.
"Sweetheart," she said, "every good pussy eater knows enough to play with the ass, and pinch the nipples. That's it. Yesss honey yes."
She was frantic now, as he massaged her buttocks. As his fingers swept up to her bosoms, she delighted when he pinched them.
'That's what I want, baby," she exclaimed, "yes honey. Pinch them."
He pinched the nipples, and she squealed in delight.
"Ohhh super," she exclaimed excitedly, "yes baby. You're driving me out of my mind."
The passionate pleasure, that she was enjoying now made him happy. He knew that he was earning his money, that, he was giving her what she wanted.
"Come on, baby," she begged him, "that's how you do it. Stab that tongue in there."
He stabbed his tongue into her with piston precision. She liked the enthusiasm that he displayed as he went to town on her body.
"Ohhh honey," she gasped excitedly, "you're too much."
Indeed he was too much. He was giving her action, like she had never had before.
"That's beautiful baby," she exclaimed, "I love it. OHHH yes, honey. Now you're doing me."
The sensational enjoyment, that she was bringing him was increasing beyond all bounds.
"Ohhh baby," he told her, "you are too much."
He had finished her, and the delicious pussy juice was all over his mouth.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said.
He lay there, stretched out. She looked at him, and realized he must be a very young man.
"You're new to this game aren't you?" she asked bluntly.
"I did my job," he said, "isn't that enough?"
"I didn't mean it as an insult," she said, "actually, Jeff you're a fabulous fuck."
"My name is not Jeff," he revealed.
"I don't care what your name is," she said, "most people do lie, when they hire out for sex."
"Well," he said, "I lied, because I'm ashamed of what I do. I confess. I'm ashamed."
"Why do you feel that way?" she demanded, "there's nothing wrong with what we are doing."
"Well my folks would think so," he told her, "and my sister Val is awful."
Suddenly, Jan broke up laughing.
"What's so funny?" he demanded.
"You are," she laughed hoarsely, "you're hilarious. Ohhh baby, you really made me flip out. Now I get the picture. You are Val's little brother. Of course. She's hiring you out. Does she get a commission?"
"Of course not," he said, "and she didn't push me into this, I wanted it."
"I guess sex runs in the family," she laughed, "but baby, that's quite all right. There's nothing wrong with enjoying your body, is there?"
"No," he said, "when you don't have much money, you got to sell something."
"Well don't feel bad about it," she said, "really honey if you look at it realistically you don't have to."
"What do you mean, Jan?" he asked.
"Well baby," she said, "how long do you think most of these marriages would last, if there wasn't some material benefit involved?"
"I don't quite get what you mean," he said quietly.
"Well I will draw you a picture then," she said quickly. "When a woman marries a cat, she knows what his income is. If he's in the upper reaches, honey, she accepts the life. She has the meat, and the car. Now of course, it's the small car, what with gas being such a problem. Nevertheless, she figures she can get so many diamonds, so many furs, the car she wants and the vacation she wants, and the house in the residential area that she likes. It's an exchange. But the chick, to get all that has to give out plenty. And I mean plenty. She has to go the beauty parlor half the time, have her hair fixed just so, her nails fixed just so, and actually honey she is a high-class whore in a way."
"Well I don't believe that for a minute," he said, "you're trying to reduce everybody to a level. Just because you want it to go for a lot of material junk, doesn't mean every woman does."
"Well I like that," Jan said, "you accept my hospitality, try to be friendly, and then you knock me. Look, baby, the money you are making tonight, is possible for one reason and one reason only. Because I trusted my ass for that old cat who needed some screws before he went beyond."
"Well I guess you're right," he said, "but I'm sure there are plenty of women, who just happen to marry rich men."
"You've got a lot of growing up to do," she said, "you really have."
"Do you think I'm that naive?" he asked seriously.
"Yes," she said, "to be perfectly frank, I think you are naive. It's a shame, that you don't wise up. For if you did wise up, then you would see things the way they are. And then you could be happy."
"I don't know if I'll ever be happy," he told her.
"Happiness, is not easy to find," she admitted.
"I know it isn't," he said, "I've been looking for it for a long, long time."
"So have I, baby,! ' she told him. "It's led me this far. But someday I'm going to find it. And when I do find it I'm going to hang on to it."
She reached out and gripped his penis. She hung on to it, and wondered for a moment if she meant him.
"Do you dig me that much, Jan?" he smiled.
"Oh sweetheart," she said, "I was just playing with your penis. I didn't mean a thing. I guess you correlated my words with my acts. You can never do that."
"No I guess I can't," he admitted.
It was obvious to him, that she was not the easiest person in the world to deal with.
"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, T want to ask you something, Jan. Do you ever wish you could find another sugar daddy, and help him along his way? Then, you'd be twice as rich."
"Money," she laughed, "who needs it?"
"Well I guess in your position, Jan, you don't. Well, mine I do. Maybe I should marry me some old woman."
"Don't do it," she warned him.
"Why not?" he said, "I'm sick and tired of knocking myself out for a living."
"You don't have to be," she said, "there are opportunities everywhere."
He didn't understand what she meant.
"You could earn a living," she explained. "There's nothing wrong with you going to college, and getting a degree in something. Maybe I could help you honey."
"What would it entail?" he demanded.
"A little action now and then," she said, "something to keep Jan's pussy happy."
"I bet it takes more than a little action now and then to keep your pussy happy," he chuckled.
"Well I'll admit," she said, "that I am oversexed."
"Right now I bet you wish I'd stab it into you don't you?" he smiled at her.
"It would feel good," she admitted, "do you feel the urge?"
"I can take it or leave it," he said cruelly.
"Well that's an attitude I don't go for," she said, T want a man who can't live without it. Do you need me?"
"Yeah," he said, "you are easy to worship."
"Yes," she admitted, "A little bit of worship never hurt any woman. As a matter-of-fact, it makes a woman beautiful."
"Does it?" he asked her.
"Certainly," she laughed, "when a woman feels loved, her eyes light up. She fixes up, and makes herself beautiful for her man. Don't you understand?"
"I guess so," he said, "I had a real strange girl back where I came from. Her name is Florence. She's a homely gal. Homely as sin."
"Oh you shouldn't speak that way about her," she said, "she probably has some lovely thing about her."
"Well she could cook," he said, "she could cook very good as a matter-of-fact. If I had gone to jail, she could bake that cake with a file in it."
"Now, baby," she said, "you don't have to worry about going to jail, when there's a girl that can only cook. You can have any girl. But honey, you're going to have to earn your own way. I'm serious about helping you. If you want to go to college, I'll help finance you. Now and then naturally I'll expect a little sexual satisfaction.
But you will enjoy coming out here to my home. It's a pleasant place. And I could let you have one of the cars."
"What kind of cars have you got?" he asked.
"A Mach 4, a Cad convertible, and a Jaguar. Take your pick."
"You've got a Jag?" he asked.
"Yes," she said,"
"Well I've always wanted a Jag," he told her, "always."
"The Jag is yours," she said, "on two conditions of course."
'Two conditions?" he said, "be specific, Jan."
"I will be specific as I can," she smiled excitedly. "One that you go to college, two that you save your cock for me. I want an exclusive right on it."
"You are something else," he smiled.
"I'm a very good woman," she said, "and you are fortunate indeed to have me to sponsor you."
He laughed, as he thought about his future.
"Well wouldn't that be just great?" he chuckled, "you financing me. All I have to do, is to keep your pussy happy."
'That's all, baby doll," she said, "Are you up to it?"
"I'll have to think it over," he said.
"Well don't wait too long," she said softly, "or the job might be gone. You see I'm recruiting right now."
He realized that she meant business.