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Date: 10/16/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Hardcore, Male/Female, Prostitution, Author: Discreteinaz, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

novel on the front couch. I paused for a moment to look at her. Why was I even worried at all, our lives were so separate, connected only by our kids who were growing up quickly and would be gone soon anyway. There had once been passion but now only sadness and apathy mixed with sarcasm. I did not feel sad about it anymore, I was just tired of living in a sexless, loveless house however, even with all that I did not want to leave. I closed the door and walked to my car, checking the time. 10 minutes until I was to be there. I pulled away quickly and out onto the main street. With one hand I counted out the money that I had hidden under my seat, ensuring I had the proper amount that was listed on the review site. I started to get excited and nervous, my heart beating and my palms sweating a little on the steering wheel. I pulled up to the cross streets and texted to her number that I was in the area. It took a moment but I got a text back with the name and number of the apartment. I looked up and saw the apartment complex across the street. Quickly I pulled into the middle lane and started to move across into the turning lane when a horn blasted in my ear. I swerved back into my lane just in time for a large truck to speed past, inches from my bumper. The driver flipped me the bird and honked again. I nearly pulled in front of him without even looking I was so focused on the apartment and the time. I had also missed the turn, which was not a big deal as there was another ... entrance less than 100 feet down the road. I shook my head at my foolishness. What would happen if I crashed my car this far from home pulling into an apartment building. I vowed to be more careful from now on. I scanned the building numbers as I pulled into the apartment building. It was a confusing maze of building and parking structures with the building numbers obscured with trees or low lights. It was a nice apartment complex but not designed to make finding anything easy. I pulled around again and the building numbers seemed to jump over the one I was looking for. I continued to drive around until I was at the entrance again. Frustrated I stopped and texted Heather. “I can’t find the building…” “Back far left as you come in.” She answered. I drove around again and looked, still not seeing the building number. In the far back left of the complex I stopped and texted again. “I am in the far back left but I still can’t find the building, sorry.” “Ok, I will walk out. Look for me.” I looked around for anyone walking out but there was no movement. I pulled ahead and slowly moved looking for anybody. I started to round the corner when I looked in my rearview mirror and saw a short, skinny girl step out between two cars and look left and right. I stopped and waited. A moment later my phone buzzed. “Did you just stop in that car?” She asked, I could see her look up from her phone. “Yep,” I texted back. She waved to me and pointed at an open parking spot down from her. I backed up ...