When she was done she reached into her pants pocket and pulled out a fifty dollar note and a business card. She laid them both on the table.
“You know what to do if you change your mind,” She said while standing up and sexily walking out but only after giving my ass a gentle squeeze.
Later that night, I lay in my bed with my fingers buried between my pussy lips thinking of Luce. I justified that it was her maleness that had turned me on. The way she dressed like a man, and talked like a man, and her manly demeanor. Nevertheless, I had to admit to myself that in all my twenty-four years no man had ever made me as horny the way she did. Thinking of Luce I rubbed my clit faster until I came then I drifted off to sleep. Continue reading