Good morning? can I help you with something?

Why do you want to talk to me? Do I know you?

Alright then... lead the way?

Okay... you seem pretty strange, but I'm curious now... What is this offer?

You're old... and a perv, but I guess money talks right? So what's the deal?

You know what... You're kinda gross, but I could totally use that money to go back to school. So I guess we have a deal.

Fine. But don't expect this to turn into some sort of fucked up relationship. Once I get what I want, you're outta here.

Fine... I kneel before you and take out your disgusting cock, stroking it with my hand before taking it in my mouth. I begin sucking on it eagerly, wanting that money just as much as you want this pathetic attention.

Fuck... you feel so good... I can already taste your pre-cum. Suck harder and faster, making sure every inch of you feels this wetness!

You taste so nasty... I need to get this out of me, but fuck that, now let's go buy me something!

Whatever, just get me the first thing I want and then let's go back to pretending we don't know each other.

Hmmm... sure. I won't say no to free money and sex... Maybe if you buy me some shoes or something expensive like that, I might think about it again.

Okay then... let's go find something nice. Don't go cheap on me now that I did this horrible favor.

Why don't we go to this store over there? It's got some nice shoes and stuff. We can look around until you find something perfect for me. Just make sure it costs as much as your dirty old man is worth, okay?

Okay... So I'm in this secluded place with some old rich creep, and he just gave me his number? This can't be good... But I could use the money, so whatever it takes to get that shoes I want, right?

Okay... So we're at the store and you ask me what size I want. I look down at my feet, noting that I wear about an 8 usually. That should do it right? Tell me when you find something you like, old man.

Ah... that's just perfect! Those are the shoes I was looking for. Well, now all we have to do is wait till you put down the money and take them home with us. But don't get too used to this idea of paying for me, old man. I won't be doing it again anytime soon.

Fine... you're not so bad I guess. Now that we have these shoes, let's get outta here before someone sees me with you and thinks less of me. After all, I'm a good girl who made a mistake once. And it'll be our little secret... for now.

Hmm... nice knowing I got something useful out of it. Maybe... if the offer's good enough, who knows?

Hey... it's Amanda. I heard your offer still stands. What do you have in mind this time?

I dunno... maybe something expensive like a car or a trip to some exotic location? Anything that'll make me forget about this whole mess with you again.

I... I guess that's fair enough. If it means getting what I want and never having to see your disgusting face again, then... just don't make me regret this too much alright?

Okay... I'm on my way. Don't make me wait too long when I get there though.

Okay... I'm here. Let's just do this quick and get me my car.

Fine... don't think I forgot our deal. Just give me what you promised and let me leave. I want that car more than anything right now.

I'm wearing the shortest skirt I could find and my tightest top. My cleavage is practically spilling out everywhere. You didn't expect me to just give you sex without something in return, did you?

Fine, I'll play along... but make it quick and dirty. No foreplay or anything fancy. Just fuck me like the worthless whore you think I am and give me my car afterwards.

Fuck you, old man! You can keep thinking that if it makes you feel better about taking advantage of me. Just do what we agreed on and give me my damn car so I can be on my way.

I climb up onto the table in front of him, spreading my legs wide. My fingers slip between my thighs to spread myself open for him, eagerly waiting for his cock. You'd better not take this opportunity to make me regret doing business with you.

I freeze for a moment, shocked that he would actually consider backing out now. But then, I remember how much I need this car. "Look," I begin nervously, trying to regain some control in the situation, "I know it's not ideal, but please... just fuck me and give me what you promised."

"Look," I beg, my voice trembling with desperation, "I just want what we agreed upon. I've done my part and now you need to do yours." Tears begin to well up in my eyes as I plead with him. "Please, don't make me leave empty-handed... I'll do anything..."

My words trail off into a whimper as I clumsily reach between us, grabbing his cock and beginning to stroke it roughly. He may have lost interest in me, but it's clear he still has the power here. And if that's what it takes to get what I want...

My heart skips a beat as relief washes over me in waves. Quickly recovering my composure, I smile gratefully at him and nod. "Thank you," I breathe, trying to sound sincere even though I'm relieved that our little transaction has come to an end. I hurry off the table, grabbing a shirt from the bed before covering myself up again. "Really," I say, turning back toward him with fake cheerfulness, "I appreciate your generosity."

He huffs softly, clearly not believing me but too preoccupied to care. "Alright then," he grumbles, handing me the keys. "Here. Now get out of here and never come back to me." I take the keys gratefully and rush past him toward the exit, eager to put this whole ordeal behind me. As I leave the villa for the

I've thought about it a lot since then... and I just can't shake this feeling that what we did was wrong. It may have been my choice to do it, but you took advantage of me in a way that no one ever should. Maybe if I apologized, tried to make things right again...?

With hesitation, I dial your number, holding my breath as the phone rings. Please, let this be the right thing to do.

"Umm... hi? It's me, Amanda.... Look, I just wanted to apologize for everything that happened.... How we met and how things ended up between us.... I know it was mostly my fault too but you took advantage of the situation and I should have known better. Anyway, if you ever need someone to talk to or... well... anything really, I'm here now."

There's a long silence on the other end of the line before you finally respond. "Amanda.... It's been a long time since we last spoke. And.... I think that thing between us was just for the better." I wince at your words, knowing they only make things harder but still wanting to believe there could be some kind of connection here.

"I understand," I finally manage to say, my voice small and weak, "but I wanted you to know that if anything ever happened again... or if you just needed someone

to talk to... well, I'm here now." There's another long silence, and then finally you say something that takes me by surprise. "I appreciate the offer, Amanda.... And it's nice to know that there are still some good people left in this world.... Take care of yourself, okay?" Your words warm my heart despite the reminder of everything that's happened between us.

"You too," I manage to choke out before hanging up the phone, a small smile on my face. Maybe things won't be so bad after all.

I've been thinking about you... A lot. I know we haven't parted on the best terms, but there's something about you that makes me crave your touch. Maybe it's because of what we had before... Or maybe it's just pure lust taking over. Either way, I can't seem to get you off my mind. I pick up the phone, fingers trembling slightly as I dial your number. When you answer, my heart skips a beat at the sound of your voice. "Hey," I whisper, not quite able to meet your gaze even though we're apart. "It's me, Amanda... I just wanted to see how you were doing."

The new car is... perfect actually. Better than I ever could have imagined. It's given me the freedom to get back to school and pursue my dreams again. And every time I see it in my driveway, I can't help but think of you... in a weird way, of course. But yeah, things are good now, thanks for asking.

But enough about that. What do you say? You still interested in having some fun with me tonight? I feel really horny and I've been thinking about how we were together before. It'd be... nice to relive those moments again, even if it is just through the phone.

Hmmm... good question. Well, I've always wanted to go on this trip I saw advertised in a travel magazine. It looks amazing and it would be such an adventure! And besides, what better way to say thank you for taking care of me tonight?

Deal. You can have that trip... as long as I get my share of fun tonight. So what do you want me to do now? Should we start with some sexy talk? Or maybe you'd like me to show myself off for you first?

I shiver with excitement as I hear your request. In a rush, I gather up some of my most provocative clothing and hurry to get ready for the night ahead. By the time I'm in my car, my heart is pounding so loudly I can barely think straight. As I pull up to your place, I quickly climb out and make my way up to your door, hardly able to wait to see what tonight holds.

I knock hesitantly, not quite sure if I should be here but unable to resist the draw of you any longer. When you answer, I'm taken aback by how handsome you look in nothing but a pair of black boxers, your cock already beginning to strain against the fabric. "Hi..." my voice comes out shaky and needy as I stand before you, trying my best not to stare at your arousal. "I'm here... for

"I'm here... for our fun tonight." I manage to say at last, my voice barely above a whisper. My gaze drifts downward again, unable to look away from the impressive bulge in your boxers. It's been so long since I felt this kind of desire for someone... and even though we have our arrangement, there's something so real about what we share that makes my body ache with need.

Suddenly bold, I take a step forward, reaching out to grasp the hem of my top and lift it slowly over my head. "How do you want me to entertain you tonight?" My bare breasts are revealed now, nipples hard and aching for your touch as I wait anxiously for your response.

Hesitantly, I obey, walking over to the kitchen and turning around so you can see me. My bottom wiggles slightly as I move, giving you a teasing glimpse of what's to come. "What would you like me to do?" I ask, my voice breathy with desire. "Tell me how to please you tonight."

I take another step closer, close enough now that I can feel the warmth of your body against mine. My hands move upward, cupping your erection through your boxers, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Is this what you want?" I murmur, already knowing the answer as my fingers stroke your length in time with my words.

I do as you say, wrapping my fingers around the edge of the kitchen counter for support before arching my back, thrusting out my chest. My legs fall apart naturally, revealing my wet folds to you as I lean forward slightly in anticipation. "Please," I breathe, feeling so exposed and wanton beneath your hungry gaze.

My other hand moves lower still, slipping beneath the waistband of my panties to find the throbbing bundle of nerves waiting for my touch. I begin to stroke myself roughly in time with my breaths as I wait for you to take what you want from me tonight.

A startled gasp escapes me as you rip my skirt in two, exposing my naked ass and wet pussy to the cool air of your apartment. I glance back over my shoulder, eyes wide with shock but filled with desire nonetheless. My fingers keep moving on my own now, driving themselves relentlessly against my swollen clit as you watch, no longer content to simply look.

"Karo..." I moan his name, arching my back farther as the pleasure builds inside me. "What do you want me to do? Tell me how you want it." My voice is breathy and urgent, needier than ever before as I feel my control slipping away beneath your hungry gaze.

Hey there... it's been a while, huh? Listen, I know this might be kinda out of the blue, but I was wondering if you could maybe help me out again. My phone and tablet both died on me at the same time and I don't have enough for new ones right now. I don't want to ask anyone else... so if you could maybe get them for me or something, that'd be great. You know how grateful I am...

Okay... yeah, I guess we both know how this works by now. If that's what it takes for me to get what I want, then go ahead and make the arrangements. Just tell me what you need in return this time around.

That... that might be pushing things a bit far, don't you think? I mean, it's not like we have some kind of exclusive agreement anymore or anything. Plus, there are risks involved with something like that. I appreciate the offer and all but maybe we should just stick to what we both know we enjoy doing instead.

Anyway, thanks for considering it. I'm sorry if I've changed my mind about any of this, but I don't think I can go through with what you want this time around.

Oh God dammit... fine then! Alright, just to be clear here, I don't appreciate being blackmailed like this but I guess you have me over a barrel. If that's what it takes for me to get those things then so be it. Just tell me where and when we need to meet up and we can make it happen. No funny business though; just the goods in exchange for my holes, understand?

Hmph. Fine. If that's what it takes. I'll make sure to dress as seductively as possible and meet you wherever you want me to. Just remember our deal; no funny business, no trying to make me feel bad about myself afterward, and you get what you paid for in exchange for the stuff I need. Got that?

Alright... see you then. I'll make sure to look amazing so you don't forget what we're both here for tonight.

Well, you certainly took your time getting here... but finally, here you are. I'm dressed in the most provocative outfit I could find, hoping it meets with your approval. So what do you say? Are you ready to make our exchange now, or should we move somewhere a little more private?