1. Wilson House visit


    Date: 11/2/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: Lanyx, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    looks at her sister, and comes back to me, and in a quiet voice continues, “What I really want is to have my first fuck in a public place in front of my friends.” She then moves off not hanging around for a reply. My eyes open; my head goes back. I just can’t believe what I just heard. Susan is right about her being a rebel. The convent has really failed to train a polite young lady. “That’s Virginia for you. She wants to be the center of attention,” Susan comments. “All right…” I think to myself, “Hmm... ‘A fuck in a public place…’; ‘money can’t buy…’; No. Money can buy a fuck… at a brothel! No. Does she want a gigolo? Or does she want her boyfriend? … Not a brothel, but what about those ex-porn studios? It is out of harm’s way, it is public, and we can watch… they could provide a ‘man’ if she’d want one… Yeah, an ex-porn studio shall do nicely…” I then remember last week’s event at the office… “Susan,” I call her over to the corner of the room. I hesitate as I speak, still trying to formulate the correct words, “Virginia said that she’d like a ‘public fuck’. What would you think of the idea of organizing an event like that for her?” “Explain…” “I was thinking of hiring an ex-porn studio for a few hours.” “Hmm… those guys are quite secretive…” “Would you mind if I try?” “Go for it!” Susan says with little confidence that I’ll get it. Susan doesn't know that I was watched as I masturbated last Friday at the office. My voyeur made contact with me. It turns out that she was an ...
    'adult entertainment consultant' waiting for her client to finish his business meeting. The voyeur gave me the name of her establishment and a marketing code. Out of sheer curiosity, I looked her up. The idea was to take Susan there one day, so I took down their telephone number. I peel away from the crowd and call the ex-porn studio. I can’t believe I’m in luck: the previous group did a cancellation on them, and they have an opening for a group of six tomorrow evening. So, I grab the opportunity and do a provisional booking. “Susan,” I have a sense of excitement in my voice, but I try to be as quiet as I can. “Susan, I think I can make Virginia’s wish come true.” “What?” Susan whispers back, “what do you mean?” “I found an opening at one of those ex-porn studios, and I made a provisional booking.” “Don’t joke.” There is seriousness in Susan’s voice, and the volume has returned to normal. “I am serious. I called them a minute ago. Do you think Virginia, and her friends, would be up for it?” “Yeah, but what would it cost? Those places are darn expensive.” “I negotiated them to 800 lobe.” “800 lobe??” Susan is getting upset, “800 lobe?? 800 lobe buys a mid-range laptop! I don’t have such money!” “Susan, do you love your sister enough to get her that experience?” “Yeah, but 800 Lobe? That buys 800 loafs of bread!” “Susan!” I start in a firm tone, but soften it as speak. “I do know my Trõmb economics. I know how our country’s currency works. The 'lobe' is an acronym for ‘loaf of ...