The Truth About Nikki – pt10 – ever changing lives

Note: Again, I have changed the names of the men that I dated from the time that I moved to Seattle and thereafter. These diary posts are intended to tell my story, not to embarrass the men whom I have spent time with over the years.


The next morning around 8 am I retrieved my son from the neighbors house, took him home for his favorite breakfast before filling the tub for his morning bath. After washing all of his dirty spots I left him to play while I went to unpack my overnight bag and repack it with clean panties etc. As soon as I unzipped the side pocket I saw the wad of cash, which I had already forgotten about. It stunned me at the amount that Stu had given me. I figured that it was either a 100% tip or a mistake on his part. I folded the agreed upon amount and put it in my wallet and stored the remainder in case he called saying that he had made a mistake. In only two nights out I had made enough money to pay all of our bills for two months with a bit left over and if Stu didn’t call about the other cash then I was set for three months. That settled any cash flow problems that I may encounter.

My boy finished his bath and I helped dry him off and dress then popped a cartoon movie in for him to watch. I had planned on a day at the beach but it was pouring down rain so it was going to be an inside day today for us. Now that my only TV was filled with cartoons, I decided to call my few friends and say hi.

I called my old roommate Anna first and after chatting for just a minute or so, she told me that not only was she pregnant by Michael but that they were getting married and wanted me to be her maid of honor at their wedding. I was terribly happy for them and decided to take that entire week to be down in Portland to help her out because I would be finished with school by that time anyway. We spent at least another hour talking about arrangements and such. After the wedding She and Michael would be moving to Denver as he had now graduated from college in Portland and had been recruited right away. Besides as she noted, there would be little chance of running into one of our old customers in Denver. As we hung up It hit me that I was fucking myself up right here in Seattle by getting back into the business, what if I got a job offer right here local when I graduated in another year or so. Which brought the question to mind of how many hospitals or laboratories would hire a prostitute, if it became known. What if one of my clients worked in that hospital or lab, wouldn’t that cause a mess.

I sat and began to re-evaluate my decision to “work” part time. On one hand, I was unwilling to become celibate again, yet on the other side of the card I didn’t want to destroy my reputation before I could even establish one. It seemed like I was in a catch 22 situation. I sure didn’t want to try picking up guys on the fly at clubs and bars, which was playing Russian roulette as far as I was concerned. The men I had been dating for the last few years had all been vouched for as being clean and disease free. Men in the bars were an unknown, one that I couldn’t risk.

I decided that I really needed some fatherly advice so I picked up the phone and called Kevin. Hearing his voice calmed me but I still almost broke down when I explained my situation and thoughts. After I was through venting my woes on his shoulder he calmly explained to me that he would fix it, he didn’t know how right at this moment but not to worry my pretty little head about it. My fears now put away because my black daddy was now in control again, I moved on and began to talk about other things. Soon we worked around to whom I had dated if anyone and I told him in brief terms about my 2 dates so far. Kevin’s voice was very soothing to me and when he asked me to go over me dates in minute detail I didn’t hesitate to tell him every thing that had happened during both dates. When I had finished he said that he wished that I were there with him because at that moment he had grown a huge fucking hard on, which now needed tending to. Every tiny detail of his superb cock flashed back into my head, I could almost feel the heat and smell it’s musk. Of all the men that I had ever bedded, Kevin had by far the most magnificent cock that I had ever seen or felt between my legs. I told him that I was getting wet just visualizing his beautiful cock in my hands again and he told me that he was sitting in his office stroking his cock thinking of my white pussy stretched around his cock too. I began telling him how much I missed his touch and the feel of his cock within me and he said that he missed me terribly too, that I had been his favorite slut of all times. I had of course heard of phone sex before but had never thought that I could get into it, but I was now so wet that I peeked in at my son to make sure he was ok, then slipped into my bedroom so I could finger my pussy while listening to Kevin’s strong voice. I described just how I would suck his beautiful cock and was rewarded by hearing his voice change even before he grunted and came. His voice seemed to boom in my ears as he told me that he wanted to fill my hot nasty cunt with his seed instead of shooting it in his trash can like he had just done. I couldn’t take it any more and came too, with the visual of his thick hot sperm spraying from his huge black cock. When I told him that I wanted him to fuck me too, he said that he just might have to make a little trip up north. As soon as he said it, my hunger for him multiplied and I almost begged him to fly up and stay with me. I had just fucked 4 men the night before but the thought of having Kevin between my legs again made my entire body ache with lust. There was a minute of silence on the line before Kevin asked what my schedule was like for the up-coming week. After I had given him my entire class schedule for the week he signed off and said that he would get back to me. I punched the end button on the phone and stood to head back into the living room only to find that I was trembling from head to toe. Kevin’s sexuality had been such a part of my life for these last few years that I felt like a schoolgirl just because of the possibility that he might come to me.

I returned to the kitchen and made lunch for my son and I and we sat down at the table just as the Disney cartoon quit and ejected from the VCR. After lunch we played games for a while then took a walk between rain showers before dinner. At about 8pm I put my boy into his jammies and tucked him in to bed. Not thirty seconds after I had closed his door, the phone rang. It was Kevin; my heart jumped hearing his voice, hoping that he was going to tell me of his plans to visit me. Instead he asked where he could park his car as it seemed like all the slots had apartment numbers on them. I ran to the window and looked down, there was a car in the middle of the lot motionless, and it had to be him. I told him where the visitor parking was and watched as he pulled into an empty slot. I ran from the apartment, down the stairs and rushed to his arms. Our embrace almost became X rated right then and there as I kissed him deeply he shoved his hand down the back of my sweat pants pushing them off my hips and grabbed my ass firmly. As our mouths parted he smiled and said that he had decide not to wait to come up and service me before I went out and fucked some other nigger boy. I couldn’t contain myself and almost drug him up the stairs and to my apartment and into my bedroom. Kevin had let me lead him to the bedroom but now he took total control. He sat on the foot of my bed and told me to stand before him and strip like the little cock whore that he knew I was.

I stood before him, my hands trembling with anticipation, what I wanted to do was to tear his clothes off and fuck him silly but he was in charge. So I began by slowly pulling my sweatshirt over my head and tossing it aside before releasing the clasp of my bra and letting it slip from my shoulders to the floor. At this point Kevin motioned for me to come closer and as I did he cupped my breast with one hand and slipped his other hand between my legs, resting his thumb on the mound of my pussy.