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Devil's Work

Date: 2/21/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Asian, Cheating, Coercion, Erotica, Male/Female, Monster, Prostitution, Reluctance, Author: BlackRonin, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com

bare ass, he sweated and fidgeted. This was insane. He should just leave. He should get up and put his clothes on and maybe even try to get his $60 back, but one way or the other— Someone walking in soft slippers on the thick carpet came to the tableside. James froze like a trapped animal. A small voice, barely more than a whisper, said, "Hello." James could only grunt in reply. He heard her kick off her slippers but he did not look up. His heart beat so fast it almost hurt. When a hand touched his shoulder he nearly jumped out of his skin. I can't do this, he thought. There’s no way I can do this. With an inward sigh he prepared to leave— But when he looked up the woman smiled at him, and his legs turned to jelly. *** The Driver waited and whistled the tune on the radio. People streamed along the sidewalks as the dark blue twilight faded to black and the yellow tint of artificial lights winked on all over the city. After a little less than an hour James returned. He shut the door with particular emphasis and said only, "Home please." His glasses were in his suit pocket. The Driver gave a jaunty salute and rolled towards Market. The taillights of the cars up ahead looked like a long procession of winking red eyes. James was relieved that the Driver said nothing most of the way, but a few blocks from the house he pulled into a vacant parking space, stopped the meter, undid his seatbelt and actually got out and sat next to James in the backseat. He leaned in so close that the ... smell of his too-minty breath (James had watched him gobble breath mints by the handful sometimes) made James' eyes water. His teeth glittered in the dark. "Details," he said. James squirmed. "I don't really know what to say." "Who'd you see?" James mumbled. "Bunny." "Bunny! Nice gal. Nice body. Been on the job a few too many years, but some guys like that. You like that?" James blushed. "She was perfectly satisfactory." The Driver slapped him on the arm. "'Perfectly satisfactory,' I like that. Did you get the special?" "I don't want to talk about it." James slid down in his seat like a stubborn schoolboy. The Driver plied him. "Feeling guilty?" The Driver said. "Got the old post-money shot remorse. Better stow that as quick as you can. Can't change the past. I only asked what you did because in my experience most guys want to confess right after, and confessing to your girl is about the dumbest thing you can do. If you feel the urge, get it out of your system now." They sat for a few minutes as James wrestled to find the right words. Licking his dry lips he said, "When I got into the room, you know, I took my clothes off and laid down, and she climbed up on my back, and she started giving me a massage." "Right, right," said the Driver. "Then what?" "That's it." "...nothing else? What the hell happened?" The Driver pondered for a moment. "You know, Bunny's English isn't that great. Maybe you missed the signal?" "She made some hand gestures that were…pretty universal." "So what ...