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What's Her Price

Date: 2/25/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Prostitution, Young, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 90.6, Source: sexstories.com

surprise. "Oh, of course!" I scrammbled out of my seat, fumbling with my belt enough to make Chloe giggle again. I went to her door and opened it and helped her out. She took my arm and I led her to her door. She got out her key and opened the door and grabbed my wrist. "Come on in, we can have some coffee." Chloe said pulling me into her apartment. Once in the door of the apartment it seemed much nicer than it looked from outside. Her furnishings were modest, a small HDTV, decent stereo system, a chair and a couch, a small dinette table, a very narrow kitchen, beyond that were two doors. Bathroom and bedroom I would imagine. Chloe took off her sweater and hung it up. "Take a seat." She said as she poured beans in a grinder. "What?" She said as the grinder finished. "I said why are those framed paintings sitting against the wall?" She had an Ansel Adams, that one with the navy boy dipping his lady in New York and a diner painting. All in nice frames. "Oh, well I want to hang them but I am a total idiot with tools. The last time I hung something it tore out part of the wall." "Oh you need to use the studs." "The what?" "Do you have any tools?" "Yeah, an old boyfriend left his tools at my place and I have kept them ever since. There is a ton of stuff in it." She told me. Damn she had nice calves, flexed in the heeled sandals. She was good at doing the lean forward and then up thing to exaggerate her curves. I went to the tool box in the hall closet and found not only a hammer ... but a stud finder and a little kit full of nails and screws and things. It took only a few minutes to hang all of her frames, the level making sure they looked right. She came around the corner from the kitchen. "Haha, my neighbors are going to complain about that pounding. . . Oh wow! That looks great. Oh my gosh aren't you sweet?" She said in a sigh. She reached up and met me with a hug, forcibly and I fell back a step into the wall next to the frames I had just hung. "Oh. Yo-you're welcome. It was nothing." I held her lightly at her sides. God her body felt great. Chloe began to pull back and stopped, then got up on her toes in her sandals and gave me a quick two second kiss on the lips, her hands cradling my face. She pulled back, looking me right in the eyes, and blinked her long lashes once slowly. She giggled and leaned into me again, this time her lips parted when them met mine and her tongue slipped in my mouth. Our tongues tussled as she kissed me long and deep, while she slowly brought her knee up to rub my crotch, feeling my hardening penis in my slacks. Chloe giggled as she finished our kiss. Without pulling her face back from me she said quietly, "Oh, someone else came to the party. Pleasure to meet youuuuummmm." She said as her lips kissed me again. She danced in my mouth while her hand replaced her knee in massaging my erection. Of all the women I had dated, of all the women I had paid, I had never felt so turned on before. he was so much sexier than I had felt ...