Anastasia was worried. The eating place was very quiet, again, and she was not making enough in tips. Also, her course was costing her More than she expected what with ledger, equipment etc. that she had to buy. She tried her ripe to be pleasant to all the customers, but there were just too few of them for her to earn as practically as she needed.

As she wiped the assoil tables, just one client remained - a stage business man in his mid thirties who had arrived late. She did not mind, as people like him usually tipped well, so she made sure she was especially attentive to him. He finished his desert and coffee bean, she walked across to his table.

"Will there be anything else sir ?"she asked. Her speech pattern was distinctly Russian, but with a very sexy timbre.

"No thanks, everything was just fine ”.

He looked round the deserted restaurant, then added :

"How would you like to pass the night with me - for 500 ? ”,"It's more than than you earn here !"

Anastasia was shocked.

"Fuck you, I'm not a tart - go ascertain yourself person else !"she snapped and backed away from the table.

"OK, I understand, but I'll leave my card, should you interchange your psyche, I'm I townspeople all week ”.

He left immediate payment to settle his bill plus enough for a 20 tip - the expert all week. Anastasia watched him allow. He was not unattractive, grandiloquent, slim and looked like he spent fourth dimension in the Gym. Anastasia cleared his table, picked up the cash and his card, walked to the till and entered the dealings. She looked at his card and was about to throw it away, but something stopped her and she slipped it in her air hole.

All was finished, so she locked the door and went out back to see Luigi, the fat middle aged owner whose wife gave him hell and resented an attractive 20-year old Russian blonde working in the place.

"All done Luigi, endure one's gone and I've locked up ”.

Luigi did not look happy.

"Anna, listen, you are a well girl and you work very hard, but business isn't great at the second, I've talked this over with my wife and I'm afraid we've got to let you go ”.



For the second time that night, Anna was shocked. thinking raced through her judgement - how was she going to pay for her field of study now ? Could she get another job ? Would it be as well paid ? She stood open-mouthed as a benumb feeling scatter through her.

"Hey, don't concern kid, you are a commodity worker, you will soon get another job and I'll give you a great reference work and a bit of a pay-off ”, he went on.

The next day she recounted the events of the previous evening to her protagonist Sophie, a lovely warm black little girl who always dressed like mortal out of a fashion powder magazine. Where the hell did she get the money to do that, she was also from a pitiful background.

"So why the hell did you sprain him down ! You said yourself he's attractive and you are develop ”.

"I'm not a prostitute"protested Anastasia.

"Look, you meet a guy at a political party, he sweet talking you, buys you dinner and you fuck him. This man is will pay you more than you would earn in a month waiting on tables for the same matter. Given your present financial plight, I would send for him back and ask for 750. Oh, don't block the condoms ”, she laughed.

Anastasia was surprised at her open-minded advice, and a thought began growing at the backbone of her mind, but she would redeem it for now.

Most good afternoon when Anastasia got home from college, she would start study straight away on her grant to get them done before going out to work. But tonight she had no work and something far more urgent to do. She spent an minute building a spreadsheet showing her cash in hand and by 5pm, she was depressed. Luigi had been generous and given her 150 as a issue and a glowing character reference missive, but even with this and if she got another job straight away, which was unlikely in this Town, she would be broke by the end of the semester. With no job, she would induce to quit her course in a couple of month. She had no one to turn to for cash and, given the red figure before her in the spreadsheet, any savings bank would be insane to elevate her a loan. She really wanted to measure up as a Doctor of the Church, but this was bad, very, very bad.

Bob's batting order lay future to the information processing system. She looked at it for a long metre and Sophie's words echoed in her ears. shaking, she picked up the phone and dialled.

"Hi this is Bob ”, said a sunny voice on the former end of the demarcation. Her backtalk was dry ; her nitty-gritty was pounding but she stammered"Hi Bob, this is Anastasia from Luigi's"

"Hi Anastasia, I'm really glad you called - do you want to meet this evening ?"

"Sure ”, she tried to sound cool off, but it was not convincing."affair is, I need 750 to pass the night with you ”. There was a interruption, which seemed to last for an eternity.

"600, and I will buy you dinner - but not at Luigi's ! - and you buy the condoms"

"OK, where shall we suffer ”, she stammered.

He gave her the name of his hotel, which was quite skinny and they agreed to fulfill in the bar at seven. She showered, fixed her hair and put on her sexiest underwear then a short summertime wearing apparel, even though it was not quite the season. She did not give herself metre to think but as she headed for the threshold she remembered the safety. She had a ‘ variety'pack in the bedside draw left behind by a old meeting. She grabbed them and headed out into the evening.

There were a few people in the hotel bar, but it was far from crowded. Bob was sitting at a street corner tabulate away from the other customer. He stood up as she approached and kissed her gently."Hi, I'm so proud of you could come. Would you manage for a boozing ?"She badly needed an infusion of alcoholic beverage, but decided against it. They left the bar and walked to the lift."What the perdition am I doing ”, she thought, then remembered all the red numeral on her spreadsheet and this guy was really attractive.

Once inside the way, he said :"I can see you are really nervous, is this your first time ?"She nodded."It's OK honey. I like to get the money thing out of the way first so we can relax and enjoy each other's company"and with that, he handed her an envelope. She could see it contained money, but she did not like to count it in straw man of him, so she slipped it into her bag.

"Now ”, he said"have you hold your part of the buy and brought the condoms for us ?"

She nodded and reached I her bag and handed the bundle to him. He opened it and smiled :



"Let's keep open the strawberry flavoured one for later, these will do for now"he said placing a couple of them by the bed. He moved next to her and kissed her lightly on her neck while his left bridge player gently caressed her breasts over her attire. She responded by stroking his thighs and let her fingers wander rung to his peter, which was already backbreaking under his trousers.



She felt her dress being unzipped and slipping off her shoulders and onto the base. Both his paw were now on her knocker."They are lovely ”, he whispered,"and I love your bra, but let's see what it's hiding ”. He slipped the clip overt and slid the bra off exposing her pale sizing ‘ C'breasts. He ran his fingers lightly over her firm nipples ; she sighed. He cupped her bosom with one hand while the early ran down over her tum and inside the top of her panty. His fingerbreadth slipped slowly through the pubic fuzz and found the top of the slit, which was already wet.

She undid his pant and pushed them down off his pelvis. She pulled his stiff hammer out of his drawers and rubbed it gently. His cock was not the largest she had seen, but it was very hard and already wet around the tip. He tore off his shirt, kicked off his place and pulled off his drogue. She stripped off the eternal sleep of her clothes and fell onto the bed next to him.

"nooky me ! piece of tail me !"She implored.

He opened the safety and quickly rolled it onto his arduous cock, then slid on top of her. She parted her ramification and straight away his rock-hard dick was inside, right up to the hilt, in her hot, wet slit. His lovemaking devising was not uncut, but very vigorous as he thrust strongly within her.

On the way to the hotel, she had wondered if she would be expected to simulate orgasms, but this issuing faded into the background as the pleasure welled up within her. She wrapped her legs tightly round the back of his as her pussycat contracted in orgasmic climax.

"Oh God, Oh God"she screamed as she came.

"Honey, that's neat ”, he whispered as he fucked her even harder. She came again, then again, he gripped both her firm breasts as his back stiffened and his tinder gushed into the safety.

Their sweaty soundbox embraced and they kissed passionately as he slid his putz out of her. She reached down and slipped the condom off his shrinking peter - it was completely filled with his semen, which she regretted was not now inside her. He hugged and kissed her several times and whispered :"That was the most fantastic screw I have ever had Honey"and he meant it. They hugged and kissed for various moment, before he suggested they get up and have a shower together.

They walked naked into the privy and got into the exhibitioner together. He undid the exhibitor gel and soaped her endearing boob and slipped his hands down and ran his soapy digit through her blond pubic hair and into her pussy. Then he ran his handwriting round her rachis and fingered her tight tush, which started her groaning.

She responded by stroking his cock, which was already hard even though it was less than 20 minutes since he had fucked her. She poured some shower gel on his peter and started rubbing it, slowly at kickoff but then harder and quicker.

"That's howling ”, he panted,"Do it quicker ”.

She stepped behind him and rubbed her firm breasts up and down his back and let his butt thrust into her wet pussy. She moved her free people helping hand up his chest and found his nipple, which she stroked gently, making them go firm. He threw his headland back against her articulatio humeri and screamed in ecstasy. He panted hard as she rubbed then as she felt he was about to come up, she moved her fingers up to his tip and began squeezing gently. That was it ! His warm thick spunk oozed between her finger and splashed on the rain shower flooring between them.

"Oh God ”, he sighed,"I've never been wanked like that before, that was fantastic !"

They stepped out if the shower, dried each other off and dressed - he needed a rest. He took her to a hushed French restaurant nearby where he bought a delectable, intimate dinner. She told him about her form and why she had agreed to assemble him. He was sympathetic and told her no one except the most prudish phony could cogitate any big of her for the conclusion she had made

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He had married his childhood sweetheart, but it had all gone wrong endure year and ended in a traumatic divorcement. He realized that he had missed out on the intimate experiences to the highest degree adolescent enjoyed so now, liberate and in his thirties, he decided to pass water up for lost time. He found pickup in Browning automatic rifle were not satisfactory so he started paying for sex. He quickly found ‘ amateurs ’, like Anastasia, provided gratifying encounters without getting tied down again.

They got back to the hotel, kicked off their shoes and cuddled on the bed for a few transactions. They slowly slipped each other's clothes off. They cuddled and stroked each other, naked now and taking time to love their bodies and the champion they were feeling.

"I love ‘ 69'”, he whispered,"will you suck it for me ?"

She nodded and reached for the strawberry-flavoured rubber that was still on the bedside tabular array. She rolled it onto his pie-eyed rooster and moved into position so he could solve her wet kitty.

"Don't make me come, I want to finish by fucking you doggy style this time ”.

She agreed and slipped his peter into her backtalk while he ran his knife up and down, finding her clitoris. She felt his finger's breadth entering her vagina. He soon found her ‘ G'spot and it was her turn to feel an explosive culmination. She sucked him unvoiced and harder and took his stopcock deeper into her rima oris as she came a indorse time. He had to push her away stop her sucking and rolled her over.

She pointed her ass towards him so he could mount her from fundament and slip his cock into her willing snatch. She came again as he entered her and fucked her hard. He reached troll her and fondled her breasts which increased her pleasure. He trust deep inside he as he came and filled the condom with his touchwood. They rolled over and hugged each other and kissed passionately before falling asleep in each other's arms.

"Oh shit ”, he said,"I forgot to set the alarm and I'm late for piece of work ”.

She aroused from her deep sleep and muttered,"Do you have meter for a quickie before you go ?"She reached for his cock, which was already hard, and rubbed it gently.

He smiled,"OK ”, he whispered and he reached over for another prophylactic. While he slipped it on she fingered her pussy to pretend it nice and slippery for him. She loved being fucked while she was still half asleep. She parted her legs and pulled him on top of her, grabbed his rooster and pushed it inside her.

"screwing me, do it me"she implored.

He began thrusting quickly and she fingered her clitoris as he did so. She did not usually come quickly, but the combination of her digit outside and his backbreaking cock inside aroused her to orgasm in a couple of transactions. Her vagina tightened around his hammer as she came and that finished him as well as he filled the condom to capacity.

The hugged and kissed."That was so in force"he whispered, I'll remember it always ”.

"Me to ”, she replied.

They jumped out of bed and into the cascade. She began stroking his cock, but he stayed her hand."Let's save it until next time I am in town ”. Reluctantly, she agreed.

They dried and dressed and as they were leaving the room he slipped a 100 into her hired hand."For your studies"he said,"and I will call you next metre I am here ”.

She got back to her flat and made some coffee. Before heading for college, she started her calculator and opened the spreadsheet that had so depressed her the day before. She tapped in some new bit and one by one all the red build turned to Shirley Temple Black. She smiled ; she would finish up her line and would never stimulate to waitress on tables ever again. Anastasia, the ex-waitress, had a new vocation .