the wine for free. What about old Mr. Carver? Did he even still have sex?
At work, Janie had more pressing issues than fooling around with the liquor store guy or the butcher so the topic was soon forgotten. That is until lunch with her friend Simone.
"So, this guy was a real jerk, my mother fixed us up. He took us to the new seafood place on Maple. I had twin lobsters. They were yummy. Then we went dancing at Mike's and we did a bunch of shots. Then he took me home." Simone loved to talk about her dates.
"So, what does he like for breakfast?" Janie asked.
"No idea, I left him at the curb waiting for a good night kiss." Simone replied.
"Simone, the guy dropped like $50 bucks on you and he didn't even get a kiss?" Janie seemed genuinely surprised.
"Girl, if you count the flowers and his drinks it was a cool $100 for the evening. Simone is NOT a cheap date."
Suddenly, as if she had never realized it before, Janie understood that guys routinely spent $50 or more on a girl with nothing more than the hope of a second date. Nice guys did this. If a guy were sure he was going to get sex that money would at least be well spent. HOLD IT!!! That's what they call prostitution. You put down your money and you get sex. No guess work. So if Janie offered to have sex to get stuff for free then she would be a prostitute. No way. She was jolted from her thoughts as Simone started up again.
"Oh, honey, I meant to show you this," she said as she held her arm out and wiggled her wrist to show off a beautiful gold and diamond tennis bracelet.
"Wow, it's beautiful, how did you ever afford it?"
"Don't be ridiculous, I don't have this kind of money. Steve bought it for me. You know Steve, the lawyer I started dating last month."
"Steve bought you that? He's got good taste."
"Janie, you can be downright dense sometimes. I picked it out. We were at the mall last weekend and I saw it in the window and made sure to point it out to him." Simone was looking at Janie like she was the village idiot.
"Let me get this straight, Steve bought you an expensive bracelet but you had a date with another guy. Doesn't Steve mind you going out with other guys?"
"Yeah, Steve knows he's not exclusive. So he likes to buy me presents to make sure I like him better than the other guys. Besides given the moves I put on him in the bedroom, he probably wishes he could afford to buy me a car." Simone tittered and Janie blushed.
Well, this raised some moral questions for Janie. Simone was getting gifts from Steve, not because he was her one and only love but because she did good things to him in bed. Hadn't she, Janie, received many lovely gifts the day after a night of passion with a guy? Most of them at least sent flowers. Several bought her small trinkets. Almost every guy took her to a nicer restaurant on the date after she had rocked his world than the one before. Did this make her a whore, trading sex for gifts?
The afternoon, like the morning, was too busy for Janie to give a lot more thought to this concept. On the drive home, however, Janie could think of nothing else. As she neared her apartment complex, at the end of a 30-minute commute, Janie had another troubling discovery. Thinking about using sex to cut her expenses had aroused her. She could see in the mirror that her nipples were harder than before and she could feel that her panties were slightly damp. When she pulled into her parking space she practically jumped from the car and ran to her apartment.
Alone in the apartment, Janie felt the need for a shower to relax. She undressed quickly and hopped into the shower. Maybe she knew all along what she was about to do. She tried to think it was unplanned as she soaped her body and allowed one hand to slide the washcloth across her clit. The electricity she felt was instant and overpowering. Abandoning all pretenses she rubbed harder and faster until she climaxed and grabbed the
At work, Janie had more pressing issues than fooling around with the liquor store guy or the butcher so the topic was soon forgotten. That is until lunch with her friend Simone.
"So, this guy was a real jerk, my mother fixed us up. He took us to the new seafood place on Maple. I had twin lobsters. They were yummy. Then we went dancing at Mike's and we did a bunch of shots. Then he took me home." Simone loved to talk about her dates.
"So, what does he like for breakfast?" Janie asked.
"No idea, I left him at the curb waiting for a good night kiss." Simone replied.
"Simone, the guy dropped like $50 bucks on you and he didn't even get a kiss?" Janie seemed genuinely surprised.
"Girl, if you count the flowers and his drinks it was a cool $100 for the evening. Simone is NOT a cheap date."
Suddenly, as if she had never realized it before, Janie understood that guys routinely spent $50 or more on a girl with nothing more than the hope of a second date. Nice guys did this. If a guy were sure he was going to get sex that money would at least be well spent. HOLD IT!!! That's what they call prostitution. You put down your money and you get sex. No guess work. So if Janie offered to have sex to get stuff for free then she would be a prostitute. No way. She was jolted from her thoughts as Simone started up again.
"Oh, honey, I meant to show you this," she said as she held her arm out and wiggled her wrist to show off a beautiful gold and diamond tennis bracelet.
"Wow, it's beautiful, how did you ever afford it?"
"Don't be ridiculous, I don't have this kind of money. Steve bought it for me. You know Steve, the lawyer I started dating last month."
"Steve bought you that? He's got good taste."
"Janie, you can be downright dense sometimes. I picked it out. We were at the mall last weekend and I saw it in the window and made sure to point it out to him." Simone was looking at Janie like she was the village idiot.
"Let me get this straight, Steve bought you an expensive bracelet but you had a date with another guy. Doesn't Steve mind you going out with other guys?"
"Yeah, Steve knows he's not exclusive. So he likes to buy me presents to make sure I like him better than the other guys. Besides given the moves I put on him in the bedroom, he probably wishes he could afford to buy me a car." Simone tittered and Janie blushed.
Well, this raised some moral questions for Janie. Simone was getting gifts from Steve, not because he was her one and only love but because she did good things to him in bed. Hadn't she, Janie, received many lovely gifts the day after a night of passion with a guy? Most of them at least sent flowers. Several bought her small trinkets. Almost every guy took her to a nicer restaurant on the date after she had rocked his world than the one before. Did this make her a whore, trading sex for gifts?
The afternoon, like the morning, was too busy for Janie to give a lot more thought to this concept. On the drive home, however, Janie could think of nothing else. As she neared her apartment complex, at the end of a 30-minute commute, Janie had another troubling discovery. Thinking about using sex to cut her expenses had aroused her. She could see in the mirror that her nipples were harder than before and she could feel that her panties were slightly damp. When she pulled into her parking space she practically jumped from the car and ran to her apartment.
Alone in the apartment, Janie felt the need for a shower to relax. She undressed quickly and hopped into the shower. Maybe she knew all along what she was about to do. She tried to think it was unplanned as she soaped her body and allowed one hand to slide the washcloth across her clit. The electricity she felt was instant and overpowering. Abandoning all pretenses she rubbed harder and faster until she climaxed and grabbed the
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