The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (beautiful books to read .txt) 📗

Chapter 14- Shut the fuck up!

Amberleigh put her shower cap on and jumped in the shower in an adjoining suite. She made sure to wash all her own naughty bits thoroughly. She wiped a towel across the steamed up bathroom mirror, and glanced at her reflection. Nice bruise on her cheek and split lip, now even more engorged from Frat’s boy’s lips against hers, and her lips navigating the geography of his body. Her battered face reminded her of her old days back in the Fringe. Good times.

                She laughed to herself at the sweet sentiments from a pussy-love-struck boy spoken during that post-coital bliss. Yes, she was a regular bleeding heart humanitarian who deserved better than working five nights a week in a high class brothel. Fuck that, she enjoyed her job, and had it better than most. Many people she knew from the Fringe would kill to be in her position (or more aptly positions) right now.  She hadn’t gone hungry or cold in five years and planned on keeping it that way.

                She felt nice and refreshed as she made her way back down to the Rainbow Room. Maybe the buzz of the alcohol still going strong had something to do with it. Perhaps it was the atmosphere of the club tonight. Or the good deed she had just done to help mankind by fucking a boy who needed his self-confidence back.

                Whatever the reason, she planned to ride this high as long as she could. And make a shit ton of money tonight. Frat Boy would be her only pro-bono fuck of the night. She had to put her game face on now, if she expected to beat Ebony’s tip count. Which the bitch was apparently working on when she found Esmerelda working the platform wearing nothing but her albino boa constrictor. That was something Amberleigh could never get into, letting a snake slither and wrapped around her naked body. She only liked snakes of a different kind around her pussy.

                But Amberleigh had to admit there was something sexy and intoxicating watching her fellow Goddess move her hips and body as the snake curled itself around her cocoa colored breasts, its tail dragging up and down her thigh.  But that was a hard pass on herself being the one dry humping the reptile.

                Amberleigh took her place on the platform near Esmerelda. Well enough away to where the snake wouldn’t make contact with her own body. She had once seen another snake bite Esmerelda’s left tit. She still had the scar and now had a snake skin G-string she sometimes wore. PETA had kinda died out with the looming apocalypse and all, though they were slowly making a comeback. So long as the nation’s animals survived and were treated humanely, who cared if millions of infected humans were hunted down out in Terminal Valley for sport and population reduction?

                Amberleigh decided to pull out her metal rings and work them over her practically nude body. She eyed around the joint looking for her next mark. So many possibilities! So little time! Only like five hours left of her shift and her pussy was still ready to go. It was hungry.

                She made eye contact with a middle- aged stock broker type. The kind with thinning hair and desperation to hold onto his stamina and youth. His hair had clearly been dyed, his suit probably off the rack, but had cost him a pretty penny, wearing several thick golden chains and rings. He most likely drove a flashy car and was so deeply in debt to try and keep up the image, he would likely drink himself to death or blow his brains out in a few years.

                And he was looking right at her. Sipping on some bourbon or other nasty shit he probably hated the taste of, but was too good to drink a beer here for appearances sake. She smiled at him and kept her eyes locked on his as she worked the metal ring around with thrusts of her hips. Oh, he liked what he saw alright. As he finished off his drink and came closer.  Amberleigh worked the hoop back up her body, then up her arm with expert skill. She grabbed it in her hand and licked the metal up and down while he watched. The bodies on the dance floor seemed to pulse like a single wave of bodies up and down in time to the beat.  The DJ. announced it was now seven a.m. and Mimosas’ were now being served free of fuckin charge! And a breakfast buffet was being offered half-price in the dining room. The crowd went wild.  

                Man in debt looked hungry alright. But breakfast didn’t seem to be on his mind. Rather a tasty snack in front of his eyes. But there was nothing better than your best friend being a major cock blocker by getting in between you and the guy you were trying to seduce and holding a roll of bills in your face.

                “Eight hundred Bitch! Had to fuck a guy who reminded me of my grandpa and smelled like fuckin denture cream, but only took thirty minutes. Stuffed him in my pussy like a sausage and got him hard in no time flat. No Viagra needed. Who’s the best bitch in here?”

                Amberleigh laughed, “I could have gotten him hard before I stuffed his limp dick inside me. You’re losing your touch.” 

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